Pray's p.o.v
Zayn's driving me to some place that I don't know of. No matter how many times I ask him where he is taking me, he would just ignore my question or smile at me.
Why does he have to do that? Is the place that super confidential?
"Are we there yet?" I asked for the 12th time now. Don't judge me but the beautiful smell of food which is coming out from the sealed bags is delicious.
Like I said, don't judge my patience.
"Pray, if you won't shut up than I'll kiss you" he said.
Hearing that, I shut up immediately.
He looked at me for a second.
"Are my kisses that bad?" he said shaking his head, chuckling a bit.
"Yes" I said.
No, that's a pure lie. The biggest lie actually. Zayn's kisses are like heaven, you never want to stop. The way his soft lips move against yours. You just can't get enough of it. I feel sparks fly every time he kisses me; I really can't help but enjoy the moment.
"Really?" he said, cocking an eyebrow.
No, not really.
Never ever.
"Yes, really" I said.
"Well, than I'm just gonna have to change your mind" he said.
My eyes widen at his words. Will he really do that? I mean, I was just playing along at his jokes, right?
Right.
I felt my cheeks getting warmed up. Why in the world do I blush so much?
He chuckled a bit, obviously seeing my newly red face.
He held my hand and intertwined our fingers.
I smiled at how they fit perfectly, like meant to be.
We are meant to be.
Well that was cheesy.
*****
Zayn parked the car in front of a forest I assume, and got out from the driver's seat.
He opened the passenger door, just like a gentleman.
He grabbed the sealed food packages, held my hand and started walking towards the scary looking forest.
"Why are we going there?" I asked, confusion written all over my face.
"Shhh" was all that came out of his mouth.
We walked for like a few minutes, than Zayn finally stopped.
I looked at him, still confused.
He came behind me, really close, so close that out bodies touched.
The funny feeling came in my stomach. The feeling that I usually get with Zayn around.
He put his hand on my eyes, the other one still holding the food.
"Wha-"I was cut off by Zayn.
"Just don't peek, trust me, you'll like it" he whispered.
His hot breath hitting my neck, making me go insane. Chills were now going through my body.
Now this is what Zayn had over me.
A strong dominance.
"Just walk slowly" he whispered again.
Please stop, I'm gonna die.
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