The Bad Boy I Didn't Expect *On Hold*
Skank From Skank Town
Chapter 6
*Aubrey’s P.O.V*
He turned the key in the ignition, where the bike quieted down instantly. I still gripped him tightly, I still feel like I might fall off! It went so fast! But it was so much fun! My breathing slowed as we sat for a second, Zayn unclipping his helmet and putting it away. “Are you alright?” He stood, a bit of concern on his face. “That was a lot of fun” I smiled widely. “I’m glad you enjoyed it” He chuckled, hovering over me and unfastening the helmet from my head. I watched him intently as he took his time loosening and unclipping it from my chin. Once off he put it with his, he held out his hand, I grabbed it standing up swiftly next to him. I stood incredibly close in front of him, his warm breath hitting my eyes each time. My breathing hitched, we’re incredibly close and we aren’t moving. We’re not doing anything but standing here and staring at each other.
I really don’t mind though because well… it’s Zayn. He cleared his throat “So.. I hope this is okay” He turned his head to show a cute little Bistro restaurant. I actually heard they made really good sandwiches and stuff, but never had the time to come check it out myself. Well here’s your opportunity Aubrey! “It’s perfect” I replied giddily.
He smirked and pulled me lightly along, holding the door open for me once again. You’re so perfect Zayn, marry me please? We stood, waiting patiently for the waiter or waitress to come by and give us a seat. “You look very pretty today, by the way” Zayn pointed out. I blushed looking down at my outfit “Thank you. You look very nice today too” I pointed out, trying to compliment him back. He sniggered quietly to himself, placing his hand on my lower back, keeping me close to him. There are actually a good amount of people in here. Is there usually this many people?
“Hi, would you like a booth or a table?” An older man, looking in his forties greeted us politely. “What would you like?” Zayn hushed in my hair, close to my ear. “You choose” I replied back with the same tone. “Booth please” He said to the waiter. “Okay, right this way” And with that the man started walking down the path as we followed along behind him. “Here you go” The man stopped at a small booth, with a large window looking outside towards the parking lot. “Thank you” Zayn nodded to him. “I will give you two sometime to think about what you would like to drink, here are your menus. I’ll be back shortly” He said quickly as he laid the menus down on each side of the table. He hurried away as Zayn scooted into the seat on the left. When of course I stood there for a minute thinking, Should I sit across from him? I mean that’s what usually a male and female do when they’re eating at a restaurant. But I want to sit next to him. Would it be weird? I mean, should I?
My mind was quickly made up when I scooted in right next to him, his eyes watching me with a bit of confusion in his face. I tilted my head to the side smiling like it was a natural thing to do. “Aren’t the girls supposed to sit on the opposite side?” He pointed out. “I know. But I want to sit next you. If that’s alright” I said it like it was no big deal. He shrugged “Good point” As he picked up his menu, opening it. I did the same and started skimming through it, after five minutes of looking through and still not deciding what I want, I felt a nudge on my elbow. I glanced over to see Zayn admiring his menu paying no attention to me. I did an odd smirk and paid attention to my menu once again, only to feel the same elbow nudge. I peeked up from my menu to see him trying hard to hold back a smile. Oh, we’re gonna play games now? I cleared my throat like nothing bothered me and went back to examining my menu. To feel yet another nudge, I ignored him and continued reading.
Now that he stopped nudging me I decided to nudge him back. Two can play at this game. I looked from the corner of my eye to see Zayn glance down to me. To my amusement he didn’t nudge me back so I nudged him again. He cleared his throat, glancing towards me again and raising an eyebrow. I couldn’t help it anymore, fit of giggles escaped my lips as I tried to cover my mouth with my hand. To only receive the serious action from Zayn, him removing my hand from my lips. “If you’re going to laugh, do it. No need to hide how cute it is” He side smirked, holding up his menu again. Wait, Zayn thinks I’m cute? No. He’s just being friendly. “Okay, I know what I’m ordering” He folded his menu and placing his arms up on the table, entwining his fingers. I bit my lip, I still have no clue what to get. “I don’t know what to get” I said my thoughts aloud, shrugging. “Well, get whatever you want” He side smirked. God, you are so beautiful.
Well in that case..
“I’ll get the grilled cheese and fries” I smiled. He tilted his head to the side, smirking uncontrollably. I started to feel the crimson come to my cheeks; his smile is so incredibly amazing. “So.. Aubrey.. what’s your.. What’re you” He started off with confidence at first but looked really nervous once he started stuttering. He’s messing up, how cute. “Yes?” I interrupted. He cleared his throat, circling his finger on the table making no eye contact with me, once again. Is he alright? He gulped nervously “What’s your favorite color?” I blinked with a bit of confusion. What an odd question. Isn’t that like a.. Date thing question? “It’s um… It’s a light blue. (Hence the dress) What about you?” He ruffled his hand through his hair “It’s red” The atmosphere around us got fidgety, a bit awkward even.
“Hello, I’ll be your waitress today, my name’s Nina. Would you like to start off with drinks?” A girl maybe my age interrupted us. Oh thank Obama. It was starting to get awkward. She stared at Zayn a little to long to my liking. A ping of jealousy hit me I’m here with Zayn, not you. So back off! I cleared my throat to catch her attention “Do you have grape soda?” I asked quickly. “Why yes, we do” She rocked on her feet. “And for you.. sir?” She fluttered her fucking eyelashes, stop it! I scooted a bit closer to Zayn who happily put his arm up behind me, resting it on the back of the booth. “I’ll have an orange soda. Thank you” He smiled genuinely. “And are you ready to order or would you like to wait?” She’s puffing out her chest, can this bitch not? “Are you ready to order?” Zayn’s sparkling hazel eyes met mine and I felt his hand resting on my thigh. Yes, take that hoe. “Only if you’re ready” I fluttered my lashes, trying to be flirtatious.
“Ya, I’ll have the Hamburger with a side of cheese fries please” ‘Nina’ wrote down Zayn’s order on her paper and glanced to me, A bit of sourness to her lips. “Can I have the grilled cheese with tomato soup and a side of regular fries” She nodded. “Okay, I’ll go get your drinks” And she walked away. What. A. Bitch. I’m here with Zayn, no need to flirt. I sighed in anger and frustration. Zayn noticed right away “Hey..” He cupped my chin, making me look up at him. “She doesn’t catch my eye. Don’t worry about it” A bit of hurt in his voice, He smirked slightly. He knows I’m upset, he knows she was trying to flirt with him, he knows that I care. I shrugged lightly, looking away again. Does he know I want him? I like him, there. I said it. I like Zayn. It’s just a little crush though, that’s all it’ll ever be. It won’t be any more than that. I tried getting off the topic “How long have you driven your motorcycle?”
He adjusted himself where he was fully facing me, a little smile on his perfect lips. “A few years now. Did you enjoy the ride?” He glanced down to me, innocence shining through. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun. Where did you buy it?” I tried to keep the conversation going because I don’t want to keep thinking about.. Bitch Bag. And I really like talking about him, he seems like he has.. secrets, that I would like to know about. Of course if he’s willing to tell. He chuckled “I didn’t buy it” Wait. So you stole it? Or.. wait. What? I think he laughed again because of my awestruck face but he answered before I could “I bought the parts and built it myself, It’s fully customized.” He cupped his hands on the table still glancing over to me. “Oh, that’s cool. The gas tank is my favorite part” I admired. He must have bought it like that, it’s way too good to be done by himself. “Yup, painted it myself” What!? No way!
“You did the flames?” I asked, bouncing around a bit. He chuckled, making a fist with his hand and resting it on his cheek. “Yeah, it was a bit difficult but I did it” He said with the utmost confidence. Oh my goodness he is so incredibly beautiful. “I want to add a back bar on it too. They aren’t the greatest things, but I really don’t want you to think you’ll fall off” He gave me sincere eyes. “Oh, don’t add a back bar for me. I can go without one” I smiled. Hopefully he’ll understand that I just want to hang onto him and only touch him. “We’ll see” He shrugged.
“Here are your drinks” The bitch is back. I leant back as she set our drinks on the table. Of course she smiled to Zayn “Your food will be out shortly” she smiled. I don’t know.. sexually?
What a pig she is. I took a nice long sip of my grape soda, glancing up through my lashes. Zayn was watching me, the straw in between his teeth, and smirking like a sex God. I clenched my thighs shut, I feel very uneasy all of a sudden. I blushed profusely “What?” I asked giggling. “Nothing.. you’re just.. you’re very pretty” I stopped drinking, almost choking on my soda in fact. Zayn thinks I’m pretty. Not possible. I’m just little ol Aubrey. And he’s sex on legs, badass motherfucker of the town. “Th-thank you” I flattened out my dress on my legs quickly, trying to avoid eye contact.
“So enough about my bike, even though it’s amazing. Tell me about you Aubrey” He motioned his hand down to me. I chuckled at his little boast “What do you want to know?” I asked, resting my arms on the table. “Anything. I want to get to know you” Zayn wants to get to know me? There’s nothing special about me. I bit my lip thinking about what to tell him, I guess I’ll just go for the regular speech? “I’m Aubrey. I’m twenty years old, turning twenty one soon. I like to read, and cook” I shrugged lamely. “There isn’t much about me. I’m a boring person” Zayn smiled widely, admiring me from above. “I don’t think you’re boring” He shook his head, watching me through his lashes. “What do you like to do Zayn?” I flicked my hand towards him, trying to get the subject off me. He sipped his orange soda once again “I don’t know, just stuff” He shrugged awkwardly.
“What do you like to do for a hobby?” I pushed forward. He sighed uneasily “I like to draw I guess” Aw how cute. Zayn likes to draw. I smiled happily before skank from skank town came back. My frown appearing on my lips, Zayn rested his hand on my thigh for reassurance. She doesn’t catch his eye, it’s okay Aubrey. Breathe. I gave her a genuine smile while she set my plate of grilled cheese with fries and tomato soup in front of me, While (Rudely) leaning over me to set Zayn’s plate of food in front of him. Puffin her tits out as much as she can “I hope you enjoy your meal” And walked away. I sighed once again and picked up my first slice of grilled cheese, dunking it in the soup and taking a bite. I glanced over to Zayn who took a nice man bite out of his burger. God, even seeing him eat is sexy. Let’s get married and have kids. Okay? Okay. I smiled once again as we continued to eat.
Giving each other stolen glances, and smirks we continued to eat in a comfortable silence. I still had half a sandwich gone, and I started to eat my fries. I wonder how they would taste with cheese. But Zayn ordered the cheese ones. I did not. I glanced up to him once again. Should I ask? Or should I just take one? But it’s really rude to just take one. Would he be mad if I took one? I sat still, my hands in my lap. Zayn noticed “Everything okay Aub?” He called me Aub. Only my friends call me Aub. Please, Zayn. Marry me. “I-I’m fine. Can I um.. Can I have one of your fries?” I know for a fact I started blushing, really bad because my face got really hot. He chuckled, pulling the plate of fries in between us. “Of course” I smiled “Thanks” I hushed. “Wait” He put his hand up, stopping me before I could grab one. I quickly put my hand back in my lap. “If you get one of mine, I get one of yours” He explained. I chuckled “Of course” I mimicked before putting my plate of fries on his side, next to his. “Thank you” He nodded. I nodded as well, before I grabbed one of his cheesy fries. Popping it in between my lips “Mmm” I savored the flavor in my mouth.
“Mmm” Zayn mimicked snatching one of mine, and throwing in his mouth. I giggled and stole more of his fries as he stole more of mine. We continued eating for a while, smiling and chuckling with each other. I soon enough ate the rest of my grilled cheese and continued eating more of Zayn’s fries. Zayn took the last bite of his ‘man’ burger, sprinkling the crumbs he had on his hands on his plate. A burp gurgled from his throat, he tried covering it up but failed horribly. He’s even hot when he burps. That is pink on his cheeks, I swear. “Excuse me” He said quietly. I giggled “It’s okay” I shrugged, taking more fries. He followed along, each of us taking one after another. I reached in for one, while he reached in at the same time. Our hands touched. That tingling sensation. My hand felt numb from the contact, but I tried to ignore it and continued to eat.
I popped another one in my mouth before I looked up to Zayn. I think I might have creamed my jeans. In my case, my underwear. There he was, he had cheese on the side of his mouth. Completely oblivious it was there. He. Looks. So. Fucking. Sexy. Of course my instinct was to grab a napkin, which I did. “Zayn” I called. “Yeah?” He smiled. The cheese is on his facial hair. Have I mentioned how hot he is with his facial hair? It’s just there. And Ughh, he looks like a God. Please take me here, right now. I don’t care. He glanced over, giving me a smug look. I scooched up closer to him, where our faces were inches apart. He watched me timidly, unaware of what I was doing. I dabbed the side of his mouth lightly, rubbing the napkin on his skin.
Once finished, I scrunched it up and threw it on my plate. “Thanks” He smiled. “No problem” I replied. I’m still close to him, is it bad that I want to stay here? He looked down, grabbing my hand and admiring the bracelet that was around my wrist. “What’s this?” He rubbed his thumb on my wrist. “My dad gave it to me” I shrugged, turning it slightly. He twirled his thumb on my wrist again. There is that fucking tingling again, I don’t care, keep touching me. “Pretty” He pointed out. “He-“Are you all finished?” Fucking Nina. “Oh yeah” I pursed my lips. She picked them up and held them in her hands “Would you like the bill?” I looked up to Zayn. “Yeah, thanks” he itched his cheek out of irritation. Nina left and here we were again, sitting in silence. Stealing glances and smirks. “Thank you” I pushed some hair out of my eyes. “No problem Aubrey” He gave me that sexy smirk Before “Here it is” Flaunting those fake tits again ‘Nina?’
Handing the white slip to Zayn, he paid her the money as she wrote the receipt, setting it down in front of me and leaving, once again. I glanced over it to see the prices before I read the little ‘note’ she left. ‘Call me- 315-645-3985 ;)’ I snorted in disgust. “You have a note Zayn” I handed it to him, a bit of anger in my actions.
He read it, furrowing his eyebrows before throwing his head back in laughter. Crumpling it, and throwing it in the plate of cheese fries.
*Aubrey’s P.O.V*
He turned the key in the ignition, where the bike quieted down instantly. I still gripped him tightly, I still feel like I might fall off! It went so fast! But it was so much fun! My breathing slowed as we sat for a second, Zayn unclipping his helmet and putting it away. “Are you alright?” He stood, a bit of concern on his face. “That was a lot of fun” I smiled widely. “I’m glad you enjoyed it” He chuckled, hovering over me and unfastening the helmet from my head. I watched him intently as he took his time loosening and unclipping it from my chin. Once off he put it with his, he held out his hand, I grabbed it standing up swiftly next to him. I stood incredibly close in front of him, his warm breath hitting my eyes each time. My breathing hitched, we’re incredibly close and we aren’t moving. We’re not doing anything but standing here and staring at each other.
I really don’t mind though because well… it’s Zayn. He cleared his throat “So.. I hope this is okay” He turned his head to show a cute little Bistro restaurant. I actually heard they made really good sandwiches and stuff, but never had the time to come check it out myself. Well here’s your opportunity Aubrey! “It’s perfect” I replied giddily.
He smirked and pulled me lightly along, holding the door open for me once again. You’re so perfect Zayn, marry me please? We stood, waiting patiently for the waiter or waitress to come by and give us a seat. “You look very pretty today, by the way” Zayn pointed out. I blushed looking down at my outfit “Thank you. You look very nice today too” I pointed out, trying to compliment him back. He sniggered quietly to himself, placing his hand on my lower back, keeping me close to him. There are actually a good amount of people in here. Is there usually this many people?
“Hi, would you like a booth or a table?” An older man, looking in his forties greeted us politely. “What would you like?” Zayn hushed in my hair, close to my ear. “You choose” I replied back with the same tone. “Booth please” He said to the waiter. “Okay, right this way” And with that the man started walking down the path as we followed along behind him. “Here you go” The man stopped at a small booth, with a large window looking outside towards the parking lot. “Thank you” Zayn nodded to him. “I will give you two sometime to think about what you would like to drink, here are your menus. I’ll be back shortly” He said quickly as he laid the menus down on each side of the table. He hurried away as Zayn scooted into the seat on the left. When of course I stood there for a minute thinking, Should I sit across from him? I mean that’s what usually a male and female do when they’re eating at a restaurant. But I want to sit next to him. Would it be weird? I mean, should I?
My mind was quickly made up when I scooted in right next to him, his eyes watching me with a bit of confusion in his face. I tilted my head to the side smiling like it was a natural thing to do. “Aren’t the girls supposed to sit on the opposite side?” He pointed out. “I know. But I want to sit next you. If that’s alright” I said it like it was no big deal. He shrugged “Good point” As he picked up his menu, opening it. I did the same and started skimming through it, after five minutes of looking through and still not deciding what I want, I felt a nudge on my elbow. I glanced over to see Zayn admiring his menu paying no attention to me. I did an odd smirk and paid attention to my menu once again, only to feel the same elbow nudge. I peeked up from my menu to see him trying hard to hold back a smile. Oh, we’re gonna play games now? I cleared my throat like nothing bothered me and went back to examining my menu. To feel yet another nudge, I ignored him and continued reading.
Now that he stopped nudging me I decided to nudge him back. Two can play at this game. I looked from the corner of my eye to see Zayn glance down to me. To my amusement he didn’t nudge me back so I nudged him again. He cleared his throat, glancing towards me again and raising an eyebrow. I couldn’t help it anymore, fit of giggles escaped my lips as I tried to cover my mouth with my hand. To only receive the serious action from Zayn, him removing my hand from my lips. “If you’re going to laugh, do it. No need to hide how cute it is” He side smirked, holding up his menu again. Wait, Zayn thinks I’m cute? No. He’s just being friendly. “Okay, I know what I’m ordering” He folded his menu and placing his arms up on the table, entwining his fingers. I bit my lip, I still have no clue what to get. “I don’t know what to get” I said my thoughts aloud, shrugging. “Well, get whatever you want” He side smirked. God, you are so beautiful.
Well in that case..
“I’ll get the grilled cheese and fries” I smiled. He tilted his head to the side, smirking uncontrollably. I started to feel the crimson come to my cheeks; his smile is so incredibly amazing. “So.. Aubrey.. what’s your.. What’re you” He started off with confidence at first but looked really nervous once he started stuttering. He’s messing up, how cute. “Yes?” I interrupted. He cleared his throat, circling his finger on the table making no eye contact with me, once again. Is he alright? He gulped nervously “What’s your favorite color?” I blinked with a bit of confusion. What an odd question. Isn’t that like a.. Date thing question? “It’s um… It’s a light blue. (Hence the dress) What about you?” He ruffled his hand through his hair “It’s red” The atmosphere around us got fidgety, a bit awkward even.
“Hello, I’ll be your waitress today, my name’s Nina. Would you like to start off with drinks?” A girl maybe my age interrupted us. Oh thank Obama. It was starting to get awkward. She stared at Zayn a little to long to my liking. A ping of jealousy hit me I’m here with Zayn, not you. So back off! I cleared my throat to catch her attention “Do you have grape soda?” I asked quickly. “Why yes, we do” She rocked on her feet. “And for you.. sir?” She fluttered her fucking eyelashes, stop it! I scooted a bit closer to Zayn who happily put his arm up behind me, resting it on the back of the booth. “I’ll have an orange soda. Thank you” He smiled genuinely. “And are you ready to order or would you like to wait?” She’s puffing out her chest, can this bitch not? “Are you ready to order?” Zayn’s sparkling hazel eyes met mine and I felt his hand resting on my thigh. Yes, take that hoe. “Only if you’re ready” I fluttered my lashes, trying to be flirtatious.
“Ya, I’ll have the Hamburger with a side of cheese fries please” ‘Nina’ wrote down Zayn’s order on her paper and glanced to me, A bit of sourness to her lips. “Can I have the grilled cheese with tomato soup and a side of regular fries” She nodded. “Okay, I’ll go get your drinks” And she walked away. What. A. Bitch. I’m here with Zayn, no need to flirt. I sighed in anger and frustration. Zayn noticed right away “Hey..” He cupped my chin, making me look up at him. “She doesn’t catch my eye. Don’t worry about it” A bit of hurt in his voice, He smirked slightly. He knows I’m upset, he knows she was trying to flirt with him, he knows that I care. I shrugged lightly, looking away again. Does he know I want him? I like him, there. I said it. I like Zayn. It’s just a little crush though, that’s all it’ll ever be. It won’t be any more than that. I tried getting off the topic “How long have you driven your motorcycle?”
He adjusted himself where he was fully facing me, a little smile on his perfect lips. “A few years now. Did you enjoy the ride?” He glanced down to me, innocence shining through. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun. Where did you buy it?” I tried to keep the conversation going because I don’t want to keep thinking about.. Bitch Bag. And I really like talking about him, he seems like he has.. secrets, that I would like to know about. Of course if he’s willing to tell. He chuckled “I didn’t buy it” Wait. So you stole it? Or.. wait. What? I think he laughed again because of my awestruck face but he answered before I could “I bought the parts and built it myself, It’s fully customized.” He cupped his hands on the table still glancing over to me. “Oh, that’s cool. The gas tank is my favorite part” I admired. He must have bought it like that, it’s way too good to be done by himself. “Yup, painted it myself” What!? No way!
“You did the flames?” I asked, bouncing around a bit. He chuckled, making a fist with his hand and resting it on his cheek. “Yeah, it was a bit difficult but I did it” He said with the utmost confidence. Oh my goodness he is so incredibly beautiful. “I want to add a back bar on it too. They aren’t the greatest things, but I really don’t want you to think you’ll fall off” He gave me sincere eyes. “Oh, don’t add a back bar for me. I can go without one” I smiled. Hopefully he’ll understand that I just want to hang onto him and only touch him. “We’ll see” He shrugged.
“Here are your drinks” The bitch is back. I leant back as she set our drinks on the table. Of course she smiled to Zayn “Your food will be out shortly” she smiled. I don’t know.. sexually?
What a pig she is. I took a nice long sip of my grape soda, glancing up through my lashes. Zayn was watching me, the straw in between his teeth, and smirking like a sex God. I clenched my thighs shut, I feel very uneasy all of a sudden. I blushed profusely “What?” I asked giggling. “Nothing.. you’re just.. you’re very pretty” I stopped drinking, almost choking on my soda in fact. Zayn thinks I’m pretty. Not possible. I’m just little ol Aubrey. And he’s sex on legs, badass motherfucker of the town. “Th-thank you” I flattened out my dress on my legs quickly, trying to avoid eye contact.
“So enough about my bike, even though it’s amazing. Tell me about you Aubrey” He motioned his hand down to me. I chuckled at his little boast “What do you want to know?” I asked, resting my arms on the table. “Anything. I want to get to know you” Zayn wants to get to know me? There’s nothing special about me. I bit my lip thinking about what to tell him, I guess I’ll just go for the regular speech? “I’m Aubrey. I’m twenty years old, turning twenty one soon. I like to read, and cook” I shrugged lamely. “There isn’t much about me. I’m a boring person” Zayn smiled widely, admiring me from above. “I don’t think you’re boring” He shook his head, watching me through his lashes. “What do you like to do Zayn?” I flicked my hand towards him, trying to get the subject off me. He sipped his orange soda once again “I don’t know, just stuff” He shrugged awkwardly.
“What do you like to do for a hobby?” I pushed forward. He sighed uneasily “I like to draw I guess” Aw how cute. Zayn likes to draw. I smiled happily before skank from skank town came back. My frown appearing on my lips, Zayn rested his hand on my thigh for reassurance. She doesn’t catch his eye, it’s okay Aubrey. Breathe. I gave her a genuine smile while she set my plate of grilled cheese with fries and tomato soup in front of me, While (Rudely) leaning over me to set Zayn’s plate of food in front of him. Puffin her tits out as much as she can “I hope you enjoy your meal” And walked away. I sighed once again and picked up my first slice of grilled cheese, dunking it in the soup and taking a bite. I glanced over to Zayn who took a nice man bite out of his burger. God, even seeing him eat is sexy. Let’s get married and have kids. Okay? Okay. I smiled once again as we continued to eat.
Giving each other stolen glances, and smirks we continued to eat in a comfortable silence. I still had half a sandwich gone, and I started to eat my fries. I wonder how they would taste with cheese. But Zayn ordered the cheese ones. I did not. I glanced up to him once again. Should I ask? Or should I just take one? But it’s really rude to just take one. Would he be mad if I took one? I sat still, my hands in my lap. Zayn noticed “Everything okay Aub?” He called me Aub. Only my friends call me Aub. Please, Zayn. Marry me. “I-I’m fine. Can I um.. Can I have one of your fries?” I know for a fact I started blushing, really bad because my face got really hot. He chuckled, pulling the plate of fries in between us. “Of course” I smiled “Thanks” I hushed. “Wait” He put his hand up, stopping me before I could grab one. I quickly put my hand back in my lap. “If you get one of mine, I get one of yours” He explained. I chuckled “Of course” I mimicked before putting my plate of fries on his side, next to his. “Thank you” He nodded. I nodded as well, before I grabbed one of his cheesy fries. Popping it in between my lips “Mmm” I savored the flavor in my mouth.
“Mmm” Zayn mimicked snatching one of mine, and throwing in his mouth. I giggled and stole more of his fries as he stole more of mine. We continued eating for a while, smiling and chuckling with each other. I soon enough ate the rest of my grilled cheese and continued eating more of Zayn’s fries. Zayn took the last bite of his ‘man’ burger, sprinkling the crumbs he had on his hands on his plate. A burp gurgled from his throat, he tried covering it up but failed horribly. He’s even hot when he burps. That is pink on his cheeks, I swear. “Excuse me” He said quietly. I giggled “It’s okay” I shrugged, taking more fries. He followed along, each of us taking one after another. I reached in for one, while he reached in at the same time. Our hands touched. That tingling sensation. My hand felt numb from the contact, but I tried to ignore it and continued to eat.
I popped another one in my mouth before I looked up to Zayn. I think I might have creamed my jeans. In my case, my underwear. There he was, he had cheese on the side of his mouth. Completely oblivious it was there. He. Looks. So. Fucking. Sexy. Of course my instinct was to grab a napkin, which I did. “Zayn” I called. “Yeah?” He smiled. The cheese is on his facial hair. Have I mentioned how hot he is with his facial hair? It’s just there. And Ughh, he looks like a God. Please take me here, right now. I don’t care. He glanced over, giving me a smug look. I scooched up closer to him, where our faces were inches apart. He watched me timidly, unaware of what I was doing. I dabbed the side of his mouth lightly, rubbing the napkin on his skin.
Once finished, I scrunched it up and threw it on my plate. “Thanks” He smiled. “No problem” I replied. I’m still close to him, is it bad that I want to stay here? He looked down, grabbing my hand and admiring the bracelet that was around my wrist. “What’s this?” He rubbed his thumb on my wrist. “My dad gave it to me” I shrugged, turning it slightly. He twirled his thumb on my wrist again. There is that fucking tingling again, I don’t care, keep touching me. “Pretty” He pointed out. “He-“Are you all finished?” Fucking Nina. “Oh yeah” I pursed my lips. She picked them up and held them in her hands “Would you like the bill?” I looked up to Zayn. “Yeah, thanks” he itched his cheek out of irritation. Nina left and here we were again, sitting in silence. Stealing glances and smirks. “Thank you” I pushed some hair out of my eyes. “No problem Aubrey” He gave me that sexy smirk Before “Here it is” Flaunting those fake tits again ‘Nina?’
Handing the white slip to Zayn, he paid her the money as she wrote the receipt, setting it down in front of me and leaving, once again. I glanced over it to see the prices before I read the little ‘note’ she left. ‘Call me- 315-645-3985 ;)’ I snorted in disgust. “You have a note Zayn” I handed it to him, a bit of anger in my actions.
He read it, furrowing his eyebrows before throwing his head back in laughter. Crumpling it, and throwing it in the plate of cheese fries.
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