Fifty shades of Malik

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              Let me be your man, so I can love you.
                    And if you let me be your man ,
                         Then I'll take care of you.

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There I was in front of the Malik Tower. It was tall and all of the windows were crystal clear as if it was built yesterday. I was so nervous. I breathed in and out trying to myself clam, I made sure I had all the papers they'll need and then I walked in.

As I expected, everyone here is dressed so luxurious. Men wore suits, Women wore heels. Their hair were either tied up neat or curled up. I looked at myself and thought I should have worn something better.

"Uh........Excuse me". I said to the lady on the reception.

"Did you have any appointment?". She asked without even looking at me. I guess what ever she is doing in her computer, must be important.

"No...."

She stopped typing and looked at me saying, "You didn't?".

"I've heard that Malik Industries is doing a scholarship for students. Here's my grades and my personal background--"

"He's here!"

Someone shouted behind and all of a sudden, every single person there started panicking. Even the lady in front of me was panicking.

She was cleaning her desk, which I thought was already clean.

Everybody panicked and didn't listen to me. I asked if I should come back later or wait here , but none of them cared.

Couple of seconds later, The elevator opened and a women walked out. She was wearing heels and a tight black dress and there was a tab in her hand.

"Get in shape!", she said strongly. Everyone listened to her. Everything about her was perfect as a working woman.

But still, I was confused , what are they doing?.
Is this some kind of firefighting and Evacuation fire drill training?

"10 seconds left!"she yelled again. Everyone was standing like a statue.

It took them some time to realize that I was the only person who was standing in the middle of the hall. The receptionist lady tried to tell to come and stand with her . But it was too late.

I heard a footsteps. It was getting closer and closer and stopped right behind me.

Oh no.

It's Mr. Malik, isn't it?

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*Author Shouting from distance: YOU'RE FREAKING BEAUTIFUL!! KEEP THAT IN YOUR MIND*

Zayn Malik's POV:

"It got out of control, Sir".

He replied nodding. I know he was scared, and he probably should. Because I am not satisfied with the answer.

"I don't like things that are out of  control", I said sharply.

They gulped as I sighed.

"Don't let it happen ever again."

I told them. I am too tired to play the role of intimating CEO today, even though they work very badly. Maybe I should fire them all and hire a better team.

Well, today is not their bad luck. Since there is some problems I'll be heading to Tower sooner than I supposed to.

My bodyguard drove the car and I was in the backseat.

New York is still New York. Only this time I'm looking at it like a billionaire and not like a singer who came for a tour.

We arrived and I hope that the rest of my employees won't piss me off even more than I already am. The guards walked in line to welcome me, I just nodded.

The guards were doing well. Clara, my assistant was waiting for me , she was doing well too. The janitor was also alright. The place looked clean as it possibly could. Everything seemed to be perfect enough to make up a cold mood.

Except for one.

A girl standing in the way, every of my employees knew she was not supposed to be there, her (h/c) hair was tied up, even from the back she looked confused.

I walked behind her, as everyone stared at us.

She's doomed, they must be thinking, she must be thinking, I almost did too, if she hadn't turned around to look at me.

Her innocent eyes looked into mine, the color of it was gorgeous, it's not just (e/c), the shade of it was special. For once it felt like she can see my heart through it.

Damn it, Malik. You can't just let her in like that.

"I'm sorry....", she panicked and stepped away , I stopped her.

"Name?", I asked with a cold voice.

".....(y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)." She seemed distracted and terrified by me, which she should be.

"And you're here for?"

"I—was hoping for..um.. a scholarship, I think my friends tricked me here, I...um" she struggled through her words, looked down,denied to look into my eyes , she wouldn't even dare to look at my feet.

Interesting.

She's pretty. The shade of here cheeks was the same Pink as rose. The kind of face I would like to stare just to please myself. But that dress looked terrible on her. It's probably cheap.She would be fantastic if I tame her right.

Stop it, Malik. It's not the time to do such stuff. Aren't you beware of how much distracted you would be if she's around you.

"Go." I gave her an order to move as she was dying to get away from my sight. I watched her walking with her head down away from my Tower.

Should I?

I shouldn't.

She's definitely better off without me.

But those eyes though.

Oh, Holy shit, Malik, don't.

"Clara."

I said don't you dare, you son of a bitch, Malik.

"Get her back, I want to talk to her in my office."

I've done it. I couldn't help it. I walked away from them with the same face which they can never tell what I was thinking.

They won't even know what I imagined about her.

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Author's note: Sorry I couldn't post earlier ... Cuz this crackhead potato lost her password......Anyway enjoy !!

Idk how these 55 ppl read this story! I mean didn't they got a headache after reading this story??!?