His Possession (1D5SoS FanFic)

Chapter Four

I woke up the next day having a nice mood, positive perception and no insecurities inside me.

I decide to clean my room and remove unwanted things.

When I say unwanted things, those are like the basics.

My room is a messed up one so it took me around 4 and half hours to clean it thoroughly.

After Im done cleaning, I took a shower and layed on my bed.

Its like the air surrounds the room cleanses my body and soul.

I got up and grab a sticky note and a pen.

'Positive thoughts for today :)'

I wrote and sticked it at the mirror. I smiled when I looked at the mirror with few sticky notes put in it.

I started writing those after Zayn made me realize a lot.

I grab my sketch pad and draw several designs.

Yep I can draw, I have a lot of sketch pad full of designs about different kinds of clothes.

But only me knows about this.

Before I became a supermodel, I really want to become a fashion designer, study in France and establish my own clothing line. But because I need to focus on my modeling career, I never got the chance to do it.

I was still sketching when I heard the doorbell rang.

Im not expecting any visitor today?

I shoved my things and get the door.

When I opened it, I saw a man standing at my doorstep.

Wearing a maroon varsity jacket with dark-gray sleeves, gray jeans and white converse.

He's holding a paperbag of food. And smiling sheepishly at me.

"Hey mind if I come over? I assumed you haven't eaten yet?" Zayn said with a grin on his face.

I laugh at him. "And because you're here now standing in my doorstep holding a paperbag of food and did not even texted me that you are coming over, Come in." I said with a shook in my head and smile on my face.

"Thank you for that forced acceptance Anderson." he said mockingly as he enter my flat.

I laugh at him as we go inside.

"Where's your kitchen here?" he asked with a tone of confusion on his voice.

I walked over him and followed me towards the kitchen.

He placed the paperbag at the counter and removed the foods inside.

I pulled out some plates and placed it at the table.

I opened the fridge and cant decide what drinks to pull out.

"Ei Zayn, what do you want? Apple, Orange, Pineapple, or Cranberry juice? I have milk and chocolate drinks here also. And uh... wine, beer--" He cut me off.

"Alexisse? we can have Apple juice if you want." he said chuckling.

I smiled and pulled out a box of Apple juice from the fridge.

I turned to the table and found Zayn already at the table playing on his phone.

I went over and found he already prepared the foods which is a Lasagna, a Chicken Pettucini and an Italian salad.

"How'd you know that I love this foods Malik?" I asked unbelievably. This guy is really incredible.

He smirked. "Its not because you're just hanging with Harry all your life doesnt mean he's the only one who knows what your likes and dislikes, I read magazines with an interview of yours dork." he said laughing but he stopped when he saw my face changed in a blank expression.

"Hey Im sorry if I said something awful." he said with a guilty face.

I smiled bitterly. "He doesnt know anything about me. Im just his bestfriend "Hanging Out" with him." I air-qouted the world rolling my eyes.

"H-he dont? What the... you know lets eat. Im hungry." he said seriously, drifting off the awful topic.

We eat and talked stuffs then we washed the dishes and went to the living room to watch a movie.

I left him there to get some bowl of carameled popcorn and soda at the kitchen.

I glance at him and saw him looking at the painting which is the London Eye at night.

"You like paintings? this one is amazing." he said pointing at the painting.

I was speechless as he move around the living room looking intently on the paintings that was hanged on the walls.

"The painter has an excellent artistic hands and eyes." he continued praising the painter of the paintings.

"Where did you bought this? I want to have maybe two or three in my flat. Its really amazing." he said full of amazement in his eyes.

I dont know how to say it to him. "Uh Zayn? I d-didnt bought those." I said. God! My voice is trembling!

He turned to me with a confusion on his face.

"You didnt? Then what? Friends gave it to you maybe?" he asked trying to find an answer.

Fine, I really need to tell him. "I-i made it. I uh am the uh...painter of those paintings." I said looking at my toes.

He grin. "You really are excellent paint--- YOU WHAT ALEXISSE?! YOU PAINTED THESE?!" his eyes widened and jaws about to drop.oh god there he goes...

I nodded and smiled shyly. He faced palm then started to laugh.

"Oh god I didnt know! Im sorry." he said as he sat down on the couch while his hands were still on his face.

I shook my head smiling. "Now you know mister." I said. "Wanna watch Battlefield?" I ask as I gestured the movie.

He just nodded while his face are still red.

I clicked the play button and sat beside him on the couch turned mini bed. Its a convertible one.

"Did you ever had an exhibit?" he asked while stuffing some popcorn on his mouth.

"I had some, but not the one that solely mine. I put my crafts in a public auction mixed with other paintings of different artist."

I answered.

"Who else knew your an artist?" He asked.

"Hmm. My mum and dad, the organizers of auction and you." I said smiling.

"Just what I thought." he said shrugging his shoulder.

I just smile at him and we continued to chat and watch the movie.

As soon as the credits flashed on the screen, I took a glance at Zayn who is now sleeping his ass on the couch.

I gathered the things we used and bring it down to the kitchen.

I grabbed a comforter and a pillow and went back to the living room.

His head is resting on the arm of the couch so I pulled him down slowly until his body was comfortably lying. I put a pillow underneath his head and covered him a comforter.

He really is a heavy sleeper. Note that. It was now 1:30 in the morning and based on him sleeping comfortably, he would get up by the sun was shining brightly.

I went to my room and grabbed a pen and sticky note.

'Got the sincerest appreciation :)'

I wrote then I stick it at the mirror.

I felt my eyelids became heavy so I changed to my pj's and a hollister shirt then went off to bed.

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