I Really Mean Forever (Ziall Horlik) (Good Boy, Bad Boy Sequel)

Chapter Six

*Miss Aisha P.O.V.*

I put on my sunglasses and light jacket to protect my porcelain skin from the hot sun's rays as I Red and I finally step out of the airport after being kept back for 'Random Security Checks' yeah, my ass. We get in a taxi and go to the hotel we will be staying in for the short time we plan to spend here. We get in, check in using our fake names of 'Elizabeth and George Johnson' and go up to our room. When we get up, Red carries our bags up and drops them on the floor before flopping backwards onto the super king sized bed we requested.

"Oh, I am so tired." he says, taking off his sunglasses and wiping his eyes.

"Me too Boo, me too." I say and crawl onto the bed beside him, cuddling in beside him and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

He gazes down at me with his olive green eyes and kisses me gently.

"Have I ever told you what you mean to me?" he whispers and the butterflies in my stomach start to get a little hyper.

"No." I barely mouth.

He smirks and looks up at the ceiling, his chest reverberating with silent chuckles. "I'll tell you some time." he teases and I sigh.

After almost falling asleep, we get up and head to the hotel behind us, 'El barco' and head to the reception. I step away from Red and look at pamphlets, trying to pretend I don't know him.

"May I help you?" the woman, Rose, says at the front desk.

Red, using his seductive face (which gets me every time) takes off his sunglasses and looks Rose straight in the eye. 

"Yes, I need see a patron of yours here, goes by the name 'Jack Collins'. It would be very beneficial for both of us if you could call him up here, and specify he be alone while you're at it." he says sexily.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" Rose asks, using her flirty eyes and twirling her hair in her fingers.

"Associates of his. Just trust me this is necessary." Red continues and winks at her.

Rose giggles. "I'm sorry, but we can't just call up our guests for anyone."

Red pulls off his jacket with this, showing off his crazy muscles and perfect body through his tight tee shirt. "Well you know, if you don't call him up I'll have to go find him, and then after I'll have no time to see you again." he whispers seductively, leaning over the counter and twirling a strand of Roses hair between his fingers.

Eventually, still looking dreamily at Red, she picks up the phone and presses a few buttons.It rings for a second before the other end obviously answers.

"Hello, mister Collins? ... It's Rose from the front desk, we need you to come up alone imediatly." Rose says, still staring at Red.

"To the restaurant." Red whispers, biting his lip.

"To the restaurant." Rose repeats. "Ok, thank you mister Collins. Goodbye."

"Thank you verry much Rose." Red says and winks at her before walking out, myself following.

We go down to the restaurant and wait for Zayn, ordering some drinks for Red and I. As soon as our drinks arrive, so does our guest. Zayn walks in, looks around a bit before spoting me sitting alone. He looks away immediately before turning around to walk away only to find Red standing behind him, towering over him like a giant. Zayn knows when he's beaten and walks over to my table. With a grimace, he sits across from me, his eyes boreing into mine, filled with hate.

"Miss A." he says coldly.

"Hello Mr. Malik." I say with a smile I so professionally placed on my lips, sipping my drink before placing it back on the table an interlocking my hands beneath my chin.