Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

2.

I slam the door shut as I walk into the apartment to make sure my presence is heard throughout the small area of the studio.

Both Kevin and Taylor are laying on the sofa and Taylor sits up in confusion, slightly alerted as she combs her hair down with her fingers.

"Woah, no need to take it out on the door." She frowns, face suddenly concerned as her humour finally drops. "Wow what happened with you? You're back early. Like really early-"

I sigh. "I may have stormed out before I even got a chance to sit down." I cut her off.

Taylor sighs and stands to join me as I sit down at the table.

"What happened? Did you freeze or something?"

"The boss is a complete asshole. I tripped over walking into the entrance way and Mr Malik himself had to be right there to help me up." I scowl at myself.

"How is he an asshole when he helped you?" Taylor raises an eyebrow and I frown.

I wish I kept my mouth shut.

"Okay forget I said that, so then what happened?" Taylor asks confused.

I explain to her what happened and while I'm sitting here reliving it all over again, I realise how stupid I must have been.

Asshole or not, I should have kept it classy and stopped myself from even saying that.

The Malik enterprises is a huge company. Anyone would kill to even have an interview let alone speak to Zayn.

"I messed up." I groan annoyed at my hot headed ways.

"Was he hot?" Taylor questions out of the blue.

I frown. "No."

"Liar." She grins. "I can so tell you found him attractive. Why else would you go mute?"

I roll my eyes and bury my face into my arm. "I'm so done with interviews."

Taylor stands. "Look I'm sure you'll find an internship at that other company you were looking at the other day."

"I really wanted this one." I murmur sadly. "They have really good-"

"Okay, okay. I've heard it all." Taylor mumbles. "If you're looking for long term internship, then you're going to have to keep looking because not much companies offer long term anymore."

I nod and moan back. "I'm so done."

"Sit back." Taylor ushers.

I sit back and she places the laptop in front of me. "Go on. I'll make you your favourite tea." Taylor offers.

"And cream cheese on bagels?" I pout and she sighs.

"Fine."

"Me too, babe." Kevin, who I always seem to forget is in the apartment, yells out from the lounge room.

"Can you google him? I want to see what got you so distracted." Taylor questions as she grabs the cream cheese out of the fridge.

Because I know she won't take no for an answer, I type Zayn Malik in the Google bar and hit images for Taylor to see.

Taking a bite from her own bagel as she places a plate beside that laptop, she narrows her gaze at the screen and her yes widen immediately.

"Wow Liss?!" Taylor backhands my shoulder and points at the screen as if I can't see it. "Look at him."

"I am."

"But look at him. He's hot. With a capital H." Taylor blabbers. "Those gorgeous eyes. Oh god. I can see why you froze trying to explain yourself."