Clouded Judgment
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'Are you here alone babe?' He asked, smirking at my stunned face.
I considered my answer for a second before stuttering, 'N-no..' I turned in my seat, hoping to see Niall. But he was no where to be seen.
'What's your name?' He abruptly asked.
'Anna.' i replied, nervously picking at my nails.
'I'm Zayn. Don't look so nervous babe,' He chuckled.
I continued to stare at my hands, not daring to look into his eyes. I could tell he was observing me. Suddenly, he leant down under the table, i thanked god i wasn't wearing a dress tonight. He emerged with my bag in his hands.
I was stunned. No one had ever approached me like this before. His eyes locked with mine as he carefully opened the clasp of my bag. His fingers dipped inside, emerging with my phone firmly clasped in them. He swiftly entered his number into my phone and then returned the phone into the bag.
Reaching down once again he replaced it on the floor. I jumped as his hand brushed my leg as he sat back up, smirking at my petrified face. Goosebumps erupted throughout my body. I couldn't move. He then got up and left, without a backwards glance.
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