Author's Note:
As promised here's Chapter 4 but its quiete short but this is interestingg ;)) I'm so boreeeedd!! :/ today's friday and im stuck at homeee :( errr anyways, hope u guys like itt :) :)
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CHAPTER 4
I went back to my booth and continue to do my thing. Unleashing my inner DJ. I heard a voice behind my back which kinda startled me. It was just nothing but of the ordinary, I suppose but that certain voice had a certain trait to it that lured me in; captivated me. I knew it was Zayn’s.
I turned my head to face where the voice came from. I bit my lip. Damn! I knew it was Zayn. How could I forget?
“Hi! What’s Up?” he asked me.
Three Words.
Three Words from this bloke and it was like my life wasn’t my own anymore. I look up to him to see his face only to be met by his alluring hazelnut-ish orbs. I could’ve sworn he wined at me, but I thought nothing of it as I responded “Not much! Just doing my thing,” Leaning nearer to him for him to hear me clear enough. I just cant stop myself from smiling. He smiled back at me, making me melt. Those perfect teeth, soft pink-ish lips. I just want them in mine now.
I was never one for romance. My roommate/ best girlfriend, sam, however, was. She was one of the hopeless romantic types, as I was into being a Producer and being a DJ and not caring about what people thought but right now, With me and him leaning on against each others body just to hear what were saying, I felt as if I was in some Nicholas Sparks novel.
The way Nicholas would describe how seeing only each other in a room full of people finally made sense to me. It was Cliché and I’m probably moving too fast; but im sure that Zayn – the wonderful bloke standing in front of me right now – Is the only person I will ever lay my eyes on.
Not wanting to weird him out, I took a step back loosing my balance I almost fell but a hand pulled me; Zayn’s hand pulled me. As I regain my balance. I thanked him for saving me up.
I didn’t realize that I was still holding his hand, I let go of it. Trying not to make things awkward. I swear in that moment, I never want to let go of his large soft hands making my hands fit perfectly as it was clutched together…….. A while ago.
As I pulled my hands away, I avoided his gaze as to not wanting to embarrass myself again, only to find out that the rest of the lads are nowhere to be found. They must’ve left zany. I murmured profanities under my breath as I heard him chuckle.
The music changes from loud and ear-penetrating to slow and sweet. The strobe lights are replaced by a disco ball. He looked at me and sent me a cheeky smile that made me go overboard but what really got to me was what he did next, he held out his hand and asked me a question I couldn’t refuse, “Would you like to dance?”
I shot him my “best” smile as I gladly accepted his offer. He took my hand in his once more signaling to the guy who replaced me a while ago.
As we got to the dance floor, He placed my hands on his chest and my other one on his hips. I wasn’t really very much experienced when it comes to slow dancing, as in seriously.
I keep on stepping onto his foot as I keep on apologizing for it but he just smiles at me , making my knees weak and It seems like I’ll pass out any moment now.
He wrapped the hand he used to guide mine around my waist, pulling me closer to him, enabling me to breathe in his scent. He smelled heavenly; OH GOD! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I cant help but breathe in his scent. I couldn’t get enough of it.
Whipped.
That’s what I was. I hadn’t known this boy for more than an hour, yet he has got me under his control. One look was all it took I could feel my knees turns into putty by just staring at his hazelnut orbs.
