Malibami / 1d

chapter fifteen

Zayn's motorcycle stopped in the parking spot and I put my hands on his waist, stepping off of the back of the motorcycle. I took off the helmet and took a hand through my hair. Zayn got off of the motorcycle as well and did the same, following with a kiss.

I smiled at him and then looked around. People had gotten pretty used to us over the past two weeks. 

Besides, even I had gotten used to it over these past two weeks. Crashing on Kelsey and Lou's couch was probably one of the best things that has ever happened to me. The nights that we stayed up, talking about life with a bottle of wine or something stronger being passed around were my favourite nights, luckily they happened almost every night.

Other than that, Zayn and I had been doing great. Although he was sometimes a little too dominant for my liking, besides that, everything was pretty great.

I looked around to see Louis, Ali, Liam and Camilla walk on the sidewalk past us. A second of eye contact happened before I rolled my eyes and turned back around, picking up my bag that Zayn had put down next to his bike.

Today was Friday, which was Rob's only day off, meaning we could kiss and hold hands on campus.  

I was actually surprised Liam hadn't told him about Zayn and I yet, I didn't really understand why, but maybe he was scared that he would get in trouble. 

I waited for Zayn to finish storing away the helmets and then he grabbed my hand, pulling me with him to class. 

We walked in to the classroom, ready for our 2 PM class, talking about the class that was about to start. I was doing pretty well in all of my classes, I did my homework and did good on tests, so I was pretty proud of myself. We sat down next to each other all the way in the back.

"By the way." Zayn said, turning around to face me in his seat. "I was wondering if you were coming to the party tonight." Zayn said, staring at me, his eyes turning dark as his hands wrapped around my wrist.

I closed my eyes for a second, I've had enough of those parties, at least two each week, it began to work on my nerves. I opened my eyes again, seeing Zayn's dark stare as his grip on my wrist began to tighten. I didn't want to make him angry so I guess I would just go and make him happy with me.

"Sure." I replied, hoping this would mean he stopped gripping my wrist so tightly. Zayn smiled, nodding, "good," he turned back in his seat and stared at the teacher. 

I bit my lip and grabbed my notebook from my bag. 

This is what I meant with Zayn being a little dominant sometimes. I stared at my wrist and it began to turn slightly red. I rubbed it for a second until he stared at me with furrowed eyebrows. I shook my head and broke the stare.

I payed attention to the class and took notes until the teacher began talking too much and I just couldn't take all the info anymore. I sighed, which Zayn noticed. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in to his side, making me smile. I laid against his side for a few minutes and just listened to the teacher.

Once the class was finished I checked my watch to see it was 5 PM. "Can we stop at my old dorm, I need to pick up a few dresses." I asked Zayn as we walked towards the door of the classroom. He nodded and grabbed my hand.

I walked in to the corridor and bumped in to somebody, hitting my head on his chin. "Shit, sorry." He said, I looked up and was met with Harry's eyes. "Lil." He said, staring at me. He looked over my shoulder to see Zayn standing behind me.

"Sorry," I murmured, walking the other way and pulling Zayn along with me. 

I didn't say anything to him whilst he gave me my helmet and sat down on his motorcycle. I sat down behind him as we drove off to my old dorm complex. He parked his motorcycle and I got off.