Paradox | Zayn Malik |

||| "Let me ask you this..." I mutter, the lounge echoing with my sudden words but filled with thick silence again.

Zayn's gaze fixed on me, his eyes looking directly into mine. Holding the glass loosely, he takes it up to his lips for a sip. After what felt like minutes he finally spoke.

"Go on, ask me." He leans against the bar counter, getting closer to the light, exposing his sharp features.

My mind had gone blank. I couldn't think of a sentence to sum up all of what I was thinking, just one word. "Why?" I spoke, starting to fidget with my water bottle, Waiting for his answer.

"Why not?" He says, smirking into the glass before sipping more.

Setting down his drink he pushes himself up from the bar, walking up to me, filling the long distance between us. |||

||| The talented singer and guitarist Enza gets thrust in more of the spotlight as Zayn Malik's new guitarist for PURE after his previous one departs. Her fame isn't all glitz and glamour as she begins to step more into the darker side of things. She is faced with a different kind of tune going beyond melodies of music. Will she be able to learn how to play this different type of song? |||