it's you [malik]

nineteen|| shit

"Hey." he says awkwardly balancing the pizza i asked for in his hands

"Hi." i say back shifting uncomfortably on my feet.

I look out the door to see in anyones out there then invite him in.

"They aren't here y'know. Everyone left to go look at some stuff around in the area." he says putting the box down on the little table every hotel has that no one uses.

"And you didn't go because?"

"Not my thing." he answers plainly shrugging his shoulders then takes his jacket off.

I can't help but stare at him. Physically everything about him is perfect. He places his jacket on the back of the chair then looks over at me but quickly looks away running a hand through his hair.

"So." He says.

"Sooo." I say back mockingly.

"Last night was interesting."He says bluntly grabbing a slice of pizza then sits on the floor leaning his back against the bed.

"Sure was." I laugh slightly.

"Its like i don't really remember much honestly. I was really out of it. All i remember is some parts of the conversation before then obviously the sex then this morning." He talks openly.

Its pretty interesting how normal he's acting about this. It kinda eases my nerves and takes away all awkwardness.

"But i know it was a mistake. Won't happen again." he says swallowing his last few bites.

"Yeah it can't. If anyone found out it would be absolute chaos." I respond.

"Sorry for any part i had in it. I really wasn't thinking straight." he said then turns looking me in the eyes and i feel my body get warmer.

"I mean I really was the one who um. Yeah." I say feeling my cheeks redden.

"Yeah. I know." he chuckles.

We just have regular conversation about really everything. Nothing to deep really just little small talk type stuff.

"So where'd you meet Niall." he smirked.

Somehow in the past hour we've moved pretty close to eachother. Like he has his arm around the bed right behind my neck and our bodies are kind of turned towards eachothers.

"I was working at Starbucks. He walked in for a few days in a row before asking for my number. It was strange bur sweet. He's really sweet." I explain.

"Starbucks?" He chuckled. "That's cute."

"Shut the fuck up." i say hitting him playfully.

He really isn't all that bad. Just talking to him and getting to know him outside of just brief encounters in the hallway lets me kinda see the real him. And i kinda like what i'm seeing.

In a friendly way of course.

"So have like you and Niall had sex yet?" he asks hesitantly.

"Umm i don't think that's your business." I smile slightly.

"So thats a yes." He said and i'm not sure but i think i saw some disappointment flash across his face.

"No. Its a mind yours. Have you and Perrie?" i counter then he raises his eyebrow.

"No actually we haven't." he says calmly. "Shes not my actual girlfriend remember?"

I wonder why he doesn't have a real girlfriend. She'd be a lucky girl. What am i saying?

I can't deny my physical attraction to Zayn. But the fact that he's actually a cool guy makes me kind of nervous. It sucks that i probably cant really have any friendship with him without people being suspicious. And of course no sexual relationship because I have a boyfriend. Probably even if i didn't. I mean he didn't actually mean to have sex with me. He was just drunk enough to do it. But wait.

Was he drunk when he kissed me?

The question starts bothering me while me and Zayn continue our small conversation. Just ask him.

"Uh can i ask you something?" i say interrupting his spiel about how Australia is his least favorite place to tour.

"Yeah of course." He says with furrowed brows.

"The day you kissed me. We're you drunk too?" i asked. Please say no.

He kind of freezes for a second looking away. Then he turns back towards me.

"No i wasn't actually." he says carefully.

What the hell. So he just kissed me cause he wanted to? What does that even mean?

"Oh." i just say then look down picking at my nails.

I try not to look at him because i still feel his gaze on me. And i know that as soon as i look into his eyes I'm going to lose it. Then, I start feeling him move closer to me. Oh god. And closer. He tilts my chin up forcing me to look at him. Don't fall for it Alana. But i didn't have much time before our lips connected.

It went from kissing. To stripping. To... Well you know.

Shit.