Its Zayns birthday
Zayn felt really weak and tired as he walked up the distance from the drive way to his mansions doorstep. As usual before he could ring the bell Malory had already opened the door for him.
"Zayn dear you are back" she said trying to sound as cheerful as possible but Zayn just shrugged.
"So how was the appointment ?" Malory continued trying to initiate a conversation with him but to no avail.
"good" he replied in one word.
"Zayn you're not helping child" Malory said with an angry expression but ofcourse Zayn paid her no attention.
He had blurted out certain secrets which he had never told anyone. The secretive fears and uncertainties that lay hidden , No one not even Malory knew about Zayn's suspicions and the infedility thing that he had shared with his shrink, a complete stranger whom he had just met a few days ago. Infact he had hidden certain things from Victoria too, he had not mentioned the part about what Perrie had tried to tell him the day before she died. He wasn't clear if he had heard right or was it just her slurred speech. He had no clue about what 'will' she was talking about and he didnt want to make a fool of himself by creating false mysteries.
"I'm tired, consulting a pschychologist can be really tough mentally as well as emotionally" he snapped angrily and Malory flinched at his harsh way of speaking.
She immediately turned and left the room trying to hide the hurt and disappointment in her eyes. Zayn saw her leave the room and blinked for a few seconds trying to understand what he had done and groaned once he realised that he had yet again hurt the person who cared for him the most.
He ran after her and found her in the dining room cleaning the silverware. Zayn went upto the old woman and wrapped his arms around her leaving a small kiss on her soft wrinkled cheeks.
"I'm sorry" he said pressing his left cheek to her right cheek and tickling her sides which made Malory take notice of him and move his hands away from her middle before continuing to polish her silverware with the utmost concentration.
'lollllyyyy" Zayn whined using the name he used to call her as a kid cause he couldn't pronounce her name properly once he realised Malory was ignoring him but she just ignored him.
"pleaase I'm sorry I didnt mean to snap at you I'm really sorry I'd never do it again" he said in a softer tone after squatting down and wrapping his arms around her legs. Thats when she took notice.
"Zayn leave me" she said in a strict yet playful voice but Zayn just pouted at him like a child and Malory gave in.
" Fine" she said. "But only if you promise to come down and eat your dinner properly in the dining room." she said in the motherly tone she used when she wanted Zayn to get his shit together and start behaving like a normal human instead of a spoiled rich brat.
Zayn's expression went through a drastic change. From slightly cheerful and normal it again went back to his old gloomy self and Malory felt a strong desire to do whatever it required to make him happy.
"Can't I do something else to please you? please?" he begged
"Zayn you know you need to eat and if you dont I'm going to call..uh...call the security" she said slightly flustered at her loss of threat.
Zayn gave her one of his famous loopsided lazy smile but quickly turned his expression to his old depressed self.
"No, anything but that" he argued.
"Then dont try to talk to me" she said and Zayn knew he was trapped because he gave in.
"Fine I'll eat" he sighed.
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"Come in."
Almost immediately his head snapped up from whatever work he was doing in his desk, which mainly included reading books on botany.
"Zayn, I haven't seen you in a while how are you?" He asked with his familiar crooked smirk which sent an uncomfortable chill all the way down to Zayn's spine.
"I'm as fine as a man recovering from a big accident that ruined his life can be" he replied with an excellent poker face showing no signs which could make the other person think that he was uncomfortable.
"So what brings you here-" He asked taking in a lungfull of air and giving a dramatic pause "-Brother?" He breathed out completing his sentence.
"Just in case you forgot that this house belongs to me and I can come here for no apparent reason or just for an idle chat maybe" Zayn replied a bit disgusted, in his deep crisp voice. Lately he had been suffering from moid swings and anger problems so he found most things
incredulously annoying.
"Ofcourse how can I forget that" he replied with another of his chilling smile which displayed no signs of warmth or friendliness.
"Apparently I'm here for business" he said reconsidering if he should at all trust the person infront of him but then he decided to trust him for he believed that a book should never be judged by its cover. And just because a person has a crooked smile that does not make him a horrible untrustworthy person.
But then again what about the incident with Perrie and her sudden fear for him what if...? A constant hesitation or a strong sense of uncomfort was haunting him at the back of his head debating whether to trust his so called relative or not.
"Ah how can I help you Zayn? " he asked in a calm voice.
"I-I was thinking if... if you'd like to join my company for a temporary post of, in charge... like as in my replacement" he said hesitantly and his hand went upto the back of his neck rubbing it nervously.
Zayn had expected him to jump at the offer or completely deny it or say something atleast.
But he just stared at Zayn with his dark eyes with a not so sweet smile tugging at his lips.
"How does it benefit me?" He asked in his usual icy cold voice.
How did he manage to charm my wife ? That too with such a voice? Was the first thought that occured to him.
"Umm what do you want in return?" Zayn asked.
"A permanent respectable position seems nice to me" he replied leaning forward and intertwining his fingers before setting his chin on top of them.
Zayn pondered in his head for a few moments looking directly into his eyes doubting if that was a good thing to do.
"Fine, Edward Zaheer Malik from today you are the temporary CEO of Malik Incorporate and the permanent floor managemer of the same" he said a bit too quickly like as if he didnt like the sound of the words that came out of his mouth.
"Thank you Zayn, I'm obliged." Edward replied flashing his sinister crooked smile.
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