Make It Rain

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

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I sat and played with my fingers. It was surprising to hear Zayn talk like that. He always talked so sweetly, well at least around me. I took a sip of my drink avoiding eye contact with Zayn.

"Sydney."

I look up to meet Zayn's brown iris'. I left my pulse quicken his eyes were beautiful. Most people melt over blue, green, or hazel eyes but Zayn's shade of brown eyes sent me to places unknown to my conscious mind.

"Yea."

"Don't give me the silent treatment lets talk about something or I'm going to take you home." Zayn said flatly.

"Well then take me home then since you wanna act like a jerk." I said out of my mouth before my brain could register.

Zayn looked at me with wide eyes. He closed his eyes leaning back in his chair. He took a long deep breath.

I was starting to get concerned. He looked like he was about the blow up at any moment. What did I do?

"Get up." Zayn said opening his eyes.

"What?" I said confused

"Get up." he said slower this time.

I obeyed his orders. He placed money on the table for our food plus a tip. Zayn walked in front of me. I followed closely behind him. I was trying to keep up with his pace but he was always 5 steps ahead of me. Zayn burst through the front door of the restaurant. He went to his car opening the door getting inside. I mirrored his action. The car was filled with awkward tension. I wanted to say something but I didn't want to risk Zayn blowing up at me. Zayn didn't even bother to turn on the radio. The only sounds that filled my ears were the sound of tires on the pavement. I could see Zayn gripping the steering wheel tightly. His knuckles were white and he wore a blank stare on his face. I couldn't help but look at him in worry.

We drove around. I had no clue where we were going. We pulled up to a tall building. Zayn parked turning off the car.

"Lets go." he said opening up the door. He had a lot of demand behind his voice.

I got out following behind him. When we got into the building Zayn was waking at the same pace as me. I looked over at him and he looked straight ahead. We got in a elevator, Zayn pressed the button for the 5th floor. We walked down a hall that had a lot of door, and carpeted floors. Zayn opened a door on the right.

The room was spacious. It looked almost like an office. I had several chairs lining the walls. There were two doors in the room. Zayn went through one of them closing it behind him. I stood there awkwardly. Zayn reopened the door peaking his head out.

"Take a seat."

I sat down crossing my legs. Zayn was in the room for about 5 minutes before he came out in more formal attire. He was holding a dress and heels in his hands.
"Put this on." he said handing me the clothing.

"Is there like a bathroom I can go change in."

"Get dressed right here. Might as well get used to getting undressed in front of people don't be shy."

"Ok" I said putting the clothes down on the chair. I stripped of my shirt and pants. I sat them down picking up the dress. I slip it up my body. The dress fit nicely. It was a plain black dress but it looked really nice. I put on the heels and turned around to Zayn handing him my clothes. When I turned around Zayn's eyes were scanning my body.