Summer fling or the real thing? Zayn Malik trilogy Fanfiction

chapter 8 Plastic

Chapter 8:

Zayn frown and said “your boyfriend isn’t worried about you?” In shock I said “that none of your business” with a slight attitude. After hearing how harsh the words were leaving my mouth I realize that I wasn’t mad at Zayn for asking but more mad that he was right, Jason haven’t called me in two days. Zayn look at me and said “I’m sorry for asking but if I was yours..."  he paused and look into my eyes. “I would be right beside you or at least call you just to ask you how was your day”. I couldn’t help but smile I wanted to say 'well, you’re not... you’re just a friend' defending Jason but all I could do was smile and blush as his words rushed through my body and filled me up.

Zayn’s phone rang and I jumped up thinking that it was Jason. “Hello, who is this? Zayn asked. He look at me and back to his phone screen and reached it out to me saying “it's Jason”. Zayn’s voice was filled with hurt I couldn’t help but to feel bad for him as I reach for the phone. “Who the hell was that, where are!!" Jason shouted in my ear. I couldn’t help but to be anger, I yelled back to him “you don’t call me you left me in the park all day yesterday and you have the nerves to ask me questions?” I look back at Zayn and he was smiling harder than ever but I couldn’t help but to silently giggle. Zayn must have saw how furious I was and took the phone from my hand and said to Jason “Bye, bye” and hang up.

I reached for the phone back from Zayn but he put it behind his back making me lend into him. Zayn held me on my waist, making me stop moving I look into his eyes and he said ”let him sweat a little, the more he knows that that you’re not calling him and spending time with some other guy is way worse than yelling and feeding into him”. Zayn was right, I should make him sweat a little.  I look down at Zayn’s hands still on my waist he blushes and said “oh, my bad” and let go off me. Zayn pushes his hair up and I could tell that he was nervous, but why? I was the one whose waist was being grabbed and tighten with his wise speech about relationship.” Are you hungry?” Zayn asks me and I nodded. We walk to his car and decided to go back to the same diner from yesterday. Before we could pull off Jason called back three times. Zayn smiled at his phone and back at me and smirk. I lend my head on the window telling him he was right after all.

Zayn touch my thigh making me jump up. Zayn laughed at my reaction to his touch and smiled and tells me “we’re here”. I blushed harder than he was and laugh. We walk into the place and the waiter show us to the same booth we were before. Zayn and I sat down and he smirk and said “bring back memories uh?” He was right just the sight of the booth made me blush, I smiled and nodded at Zayn. Zayn touches my hand on the table and said “want to relive them?” with a wink. My heart stop and Zayn laughed and said “I’m joking” Zayn adds “I don’t like playing with other people’s toys” in a low tone, and raise the menu covering his face. At first hearing Zayn referring me to a toy wounded me, I look at Zayn covering his face with a menu and said “so what I’m like a plastic toy to you now?” Hearing the words actually coming out of my mouth I realized how stupid I sound.

 Zayn put the menu down on the table and said “no, you’re far from plastic your real, too real and the more I play with you the more I’m going to what you for myself” hearing how serious Zayn was when he said that as he stares into my eyes. I couldn’t say or do anything. Zayn look at me hoping I would say something but nothing never came out.  Zayn tried to joke about it and added “well there will be another new toy and then I would eventually forget all about you” and smile at me. I laugh even though I knew he only added that to cover up how intense the conversation was few minutes ago. The waiter came back to the table and took our orders. This time Zayn ordered the wings and I ordered the burger with fries.

When she came back with the food and drinks, Zayn moved mine drink and his far away from him and said “just so you won’t have an excuse to touch me again”. I laugh and said “if it did spill I wouldn’t touch you anyway”. Zayn adds “yeah anymore” with a smirk. Zayn phone rings and he looks at me and his smile went away and he handed it to me. It was Jason calling again, I took the phone from Zayn and I told Zayn I would be right back and left the table. Zayn grabbed me by my wrist and begged me to stay seeing his eyes looking at me like that made me press the turn off button on his phone.