Talk dirty [Zayn Malik]

We're going on a road trip!

Everything was happening so fast. 

Zayn packed me a clear bag consisting of my toothbrush, toothpaste, hair ties and pins, and face wipes. I have to hand it to him, he did well.  It was missing one or two things though..

"Uh uh." I heard him from down the hall, as I placed a bottle of foundation and some mascara in the bag, "No makeup, i'm the only one you know who'll see you, and you're perfect without that shit." I just stood there, contemplating putting the cosmetics back, "Leave it here, or i'll leave you here." I think he was joking, but I put it away anyway.

For the first time in this whirlwind I properly looked at Zayn, wearing black and red sweatpants and a marvel shirt. His hair was styled like it usually is, in a quiff, but he had already told me to expect the worst when the gel wears off and it becomes flat. I guess it's like me seeing him without makeup, and he looks perfect to me without it too.

I chose to wear my black and pink three quarter length running leggings and a loose crop top with 'You are my best mistake' printed on it. I grabbed some bracelets and a bandana for each of us before we set out. Only carrying our clear bags and essentials. I'm scared but the most excited I will ever be for something.

"Okay so i'll stop off at that small supermarket on the side of the road when we get to it and we can buy as much of the necessary food as possible." Zayn told me while an Ed Sheeran CD began to play the first track.

"Okay, so you mean nutella, skittles and energy drinks." I stated, rolling the window down.

"Exactly." He laughed, "God, you're perfect for me."

I smiled at his comment and kissed my fingers before touching his cheek with them. He looked at me weirdly and I smirked, "Road safety."

We got five minutes into the trip and I couldn't hold it in anymore, "OH MY GOD ZAYN." He snapped his head my way, looking worried, "We're going on a road trip!"

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After about four hours of driving in no particular direction, we decided to look at our GPS and decide on a location for the night. We figured out that we were around Cambridge and according to Zayn's phone, we were two hours away from Frinton beach.

"Well it's five pm now, so I say lets do it?" I looked up at him to be greeted by the biggest smile.

"That's my girl." He eagerly started the car up and began to drive. Since it was summer, the sun was still very much still out and I got lost looking up, making pictures out of the clouds.

"Lets have a karaoke game." Zayn said out of no where, "Something I can do while driving and something to get you back to earth." We both laughed.

"Have I been looking at them for that long?" I asked seriously.

"About forty minutes." He shrugged. Wow, how time flies when you're wasting it.

"Okay karaoke." I agreed, "Let me plug my phone in and i'll pick a song for us to sing together."

"Ooh a duet." He nodded in approval.

As I scrolled though my songs, I already had one particular one in mind, I just had to find it amongst the rest as I haven't listened to it in years. My finger stopped on the track that I used to listen to religiously.

Year 300 - Busted

He laughed as the first few seconds played through, "You like Busted?"

"You could say that." Truth is, I was a massive fan of them. I still am, bands like Busted were my life growing up. "But start singing babe, you do the first verse and we can both do the chorus." I started clapping in excitement.