My One and Only (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Paris Secrets

the following morning, i grabbed my pink and purple duffel bag, gave my mom a kiss and made my way to zayns house. when i told my mom about the trip she was very cool about it. she called zayn and spoke to him and all i remember was zayn saying, " i will take good care of your daughter." i blushed and ran into my room, embarrassed he said that to my mom.

i made it to his house quickly, and he answered the door. he invited me in, and being the girl he is, asked me to help him finish packing. we still had 5 hours until the flight so i said okay. i went straight to his mom and gave her a big hug, telling her that her son was amazing. she smiled and squeezed me, saying she knows and hes very lucky to have me. after that, i handed zayn the duffel bag and we went to his room. he had a whole bunch of clothes on his bed, so i settled myself on his desk. he held up a couple of shirts that i said no to, but i loved his guns and roses t-shirt. i saw from the corner of my eye a black suade tux and raced to pick it up. "this" i said "is a must." he smiled and threw it in the suitcase whie i sat back on the desk. he picked up a beatles tshirt and said, "this will loook sexy on you" he said and leaned over me. his minty breath blew in my face, and his british accent teased me. i leaned forward and kissed him. he grabbed my waist and pulled my slightly off the desk. i wrapped my arms and leg around him, while we kissed passionately. he slowly moved down to my neck, breathing heavily, giving me chills. we suddenly heard a knock on the door, and he got startled and put me back on the desk, fixing my shirt. i giggles and opend the door. it was his little sister and i aloud her in. he continued packing and i sat down with her and talked about Paris with her. "your so lucky isa" she said. i loved his sister soo much, and she was the only one who called me isa, so i didnt mind. "dont worry! when ibecome rigch and famous, i will take you to Paris, New York, Disney World, and whever else you want to go!' i said. "really? pinky promise?" i locked pinkies with her and she left the room. i went behind Zayn and wrapped my hand around his torso, touching his abs. "i like that shirt" i commented on some, and he turned around suddenly and kissed me. i smiled and helped him close up his suitcase. "ready love?" he asked. "ive been ready since youve told me!" i offered to carry my bag, but he insisted on carrying it. we said our goodbyes to his family and drove to the airport.

once we got on the plane, zayn automatically got comfortable on my shoulder. i sighed and his musculine body tighly against mine, but didnt complain. i flipped through the available channels on the airplane and stopped and the ENews channel that had the picture Zayn tweeted of us plastered on the screen. " one direction's Zayn Malik and girlfriend Isabelle Marie make their way to Paris on a romantic getaway." i couldnt help but giggle, making zayn stir. i whispered to him "we are soo cute together" he smiled and murmred "mhhmmm". before i knew it, i was cuddled with zayns hands wrapped around my waist and my hands around his neck with our legs tangled together on the uncomfortable airplane seats.

when the plane finally landed, and gentely shook zayn awake. "zaynnnn were hereee!" i said and with that he shot up. i giggled and we walked out of the airport hand in hand. immediately, we saw Perrie Edwards with some cute french boy- but not cuter than Zayn. zayn and perrie stopped akwardly and said hi. the tension was so thick i could have cut it with a knife. "was that perrie from little mix?" i asked. "umm, yeaa... we kindaa, like... umm went out when i was in the u.s" hearing him say that broke my heart. "but you said you didnt date anyone. why did you lie?". i started to get teary eyed. dont do this i thought to myself. "it was just something the management suggested. i thought she was prett but it was only for like 2months. im so sorry. i didnt want to tell you so quick because i didnt want to ruin anything, but i guess i already did." i sighed. i wasnt going to hold it against him. he tried to protect me, and it was the past. hshe was pretty and they were both famous, but its over now. he said he loved me, so i will believe him. "its okay zayn. nothings ruined. it was the past, and you were trying to protect me. shes your past, and im your present and hopefully future. this isnt going to be ruined because of that. its just a little paris secret." i said and it made his eyes light up, and it earned me a kiss from his gentle soft lips.

we walked over to the hotel, and he dropped me off at the hotel room. it was amazing. it had a king size bed, a vanity and walk in dressing area. it also had a chyrstal chandelear that made the hotel room look grand. "i love you soo mcuh Zayn". he laughed and grabbed me, saying "i know, you say it every five minutes, and i love you more babe." "see you at 5?" i asked. "yes love, and dress to impress" i ran my hand across his face and turned around to enter the room, and saw him wink at me before entering his own room.

before unpacking my suitcase and getting my clothing to "impress" i decided to call Liam to see his view on the whole Perrie situation, and what i should do. i dont know why but i found myself dialing Harry's number. what he said the day at Liam birthday made me want to trust him, so i called. "hey Isabelle! hows paris!!!". "hey hazza! everythings good, but we bumped into Perrie and some french boy literally as soon as walking out of the airport." i heard him sigh in the end of the line. "ohhh. well all i can say to reassure you is that he is wayy over Perrie, and way into you. Dont let that ruin your trip." i smiled. maybe harry isnt just a big flirt. to me harry was caring and sweet and helped alot. "thanks so much haz. i will call you and let you know what happens." "yes please Isabelle! have fun.". harry brought up my mood alot, he was like the big brother i never had. i showered quickly and wore my pink satan mini dress with my matching pearl jewelry set. i curled my hair, grabbed my clutch with my phone, hotel key and ID before heading over to Zayns room. before letting myself in, i starighted my dress and took a deep breath. when i walked in he was wearing the tux i picked out and looked wonderful. " you look..... stunning." he said. my cheecks burned and i thanked him with a kiss. he held out his hand and said, "shall we?" and i replied, "we shall." and before i knew it, Zayn Malik and i were on our way to a romantic dinner on the rooftop of the eifel tower.