Deal | Zayn Malik AU

chapter 1

Maya's POV

        "Goodbye James! Have a goodnight." I shouted back at my boss aka the manager of this Restaurant, closing the kitchen door of the empty restaurant. I looked at the clock as I was walking out which read 2:35 A.M. Shit, it was late. But it was worth it. I walked out of the restaurant and within minutes I had reached home. I always considered myself extremely lucky for living so close to the restaurant, saved me a lot of money when it came to transportation. 

        I climbed up the stairs of my apartment, going to the second floor and quickly unlocked my door and headed in side. I closed the door behind me and leaned my back against the door. Finally home. It has been an extremely long day. I sighed softly and took my bag off my shoulder, placing it on the floor. I took out my sweater and finally stripped out of my work clothes and changed in to black yoga pants and a baggy gray t-shirt. I hastily put away my work clothes and grabbed my bag. I sat on the floor and took out all the cash I earned today through tips. I was so happy looking at the bundle of cash in my hands. I started counting, 20, 25, 30, 40, 60, 65, 75, 80, 85........145! I earned $145.00 just through tips. I was really happy with this amount. I was getting my paycheck at the end of next week which made me even happier. I put the money in one of my dressing table drawers. I'll have to make time to deposit this at the bank soon.

I walked over to my mattress which had a blanket neatly folded at the end. I unfolded it and lied down, closed the lamp next to my mattress and finally fell in to a deep sleep.

Zayn's POV

        I smirked as I closed the black briefcases in front of me which held a total amount of 1.5 million dollars. "Perfect..." I said softly under my breath and held on to the handle of one of the briefcases firmly. "Now take the goods and get out." I exclaimed and without another word I left, knowing my assistant Aiden would take care of the rest of the process. I walked upstairs to my room and opened my safe and threw the briefcases in there. A shitload of my money is already in the Swiss bank so I guess this could stay here. I take off my blazer, throwing it in the laundry bin and unbutton a few of the silver buttons on my white collar shirt and sit down on my bed, I look at the safe and can't help but think of having a celebration after successfully closing another deal. I get up and grab my phone and call Melissa. 

She answers within a ring, "How can I help you, Mr.Malik?"

"I need a girl. Send her up to the room...oh and book a reservation at the Bistro Grande for tomorrow at 10 p.m., a table for four".

"Yes sir. Is that all?" She asks.

"Mhmm." I mumble and immediately hang up. I throw my phone on my bed and head out to my special room. I don't and won't fuck any girl in my room, it's not happening. I unlocked the door to the room and left it open. All I really needed was a good blowjob, a good fuck and I'm done for the night. I lied down on the bed and awaited whoever was coming in. 

Maya's POV

        Holy shit. It was so busy. I kind of expected it though. Friday nights are extremely busy, I totally lost track of time. I've been working all day since I don't have any classes on Friday's. I held two dinners in my hand and made my way over to the table with an extremely lovely couple and rich, really really rich. I mean, the women is adorned with sparkling jewels and a velvet dress. And to top it all off, the guy with her couldn't take his eyes off her, they looked like they were madly in love, constantly holding hands over the table. I cleared my throat, "Your dinners, sir and ma'am." I nervously said. Having social anxiety and being a waitress at a high class restaurant don't go well together, I'm surprised I'm still here.

They let go of each others hands and moved back so I could place their dinners on the table. "Enjoy!" I said with a smile and walked off as they said their thank you's.

"Maya!" I heard a loud whisper and turned to see James walking towards me quickly.

"What's up?" I asked studying his surprised and pale expression.

"Malik..Z-zayn Malik is here! With guests! Go attend them! Table 2! And take Helena with you!" He hastily said. I quickly nodded, not questioning who this guy was and why James was going insane about it and searched for Helena. I couldn't find her so I just walked over to the table where four men dressed in all black suits, white shirts and red ties were seated. Talk about formal.

"H-hello, welcome to the Bistro Grande, are you gentlemen ready to order?" I asked a bit too quietly. My nerves were getting to me again.

"I'll have the seared foi gras and fluke a la pancha.." said one of them with dark hair in a quiff and blue eyes. I nodded and all of them gave me their orders except for one. The one with tan skin, dark hair in a quiff similar to the first guy and dark brown eyes. I couldn't help but notice that he was staring at me...the whole time I was taking orders. I seriously hope that there aren't any food stains or something on me.

"And for you sir?" I asked, looking at him with a small smile.

He folded his menu and handed it to me. "I'll just have some some wine, Cha teau Cheval Blanc would be nice. For all of us."

I nodded. "Okay, your orders will be here shortly." I replied and quickly walked off. I couldn't believe these guys were going to drink wine worth $15,000. That could pay for some of my University fees. I hastily gave the order to the kitchen. I found Helena and gave her a heads up on helping me with the order. 

I continued serving and taking orders which I was swarmed with. I even served the four gentlemen and Mr.Malik still hadn't ordered an entree. How odd. I walked by his table in order to get to the kitchen and I felt a tight grip around my wrist. I gasped lightly and turned to see none other than Mr.Malik. Before I could ask what he was doing he let go of my wrist and handed me his empty wine glass and then turned around to face his friends. I stood their confused, I still needed a moment to take in what  the hell just happened but I didn't have the time. 

As I was serving orders, I noticed a growing pain in my wrist. I groaned lightly, that stupid guy fucking bruised me! How the hell am I supposed to serve! I completely avoided his table all night, I even took the long way to get to other tables that were near his table. I noticed that two of the men at his table had already left and the third was now getting up, shaking hands with Mr.Malik and soon enough, he left. Leaving Mr.Malik alone. I shifted my gaze away and started cleaning off tables. It was already 11:45 p.m. Yes! Fifteen minutes till closing time. People were finishing up their meals. I took the money off of unaccompanied tables and handed them to James. He made sure all our tips were separated and each of us receive what we deserve. 

Finally, it was time to leave and I hung up my apron, put on my sweater, took my tips and bag and said goodbye to everyone. As I was walking out I noticed Mr.Malik had finally left. I think he was the last one.

Zayn's POV

        I was on my way home, I told my driver to take his time. I liked long drives, they helped me think. And right now I was thinking about that waitress. She was the one. I wanted her. No, I needed her. I was so glad I asked the manager about her so I at least got her name. Maya.

I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Aiden. "Aiden, there's a girl. Maya. Working as a waitress at Bistro Grande. Find out everything you can about her as soon as possible."

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authors note:

sorry for any grammatical mistakes, i may have rushed this. it was just really exciting to write, i hope you're enjoying it so far :)