One Direction One Shots Dirty/Romantic (OPEN)

Laura's one shot with Zayn, romantic :)

Laura

Nice, shy, sarcastic, loves to laugh.

long blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5'4"

Zayn

Romantic

Doesn't matter, you can choose

#Imagine you and your girls are spending a summer night at the county fair. You're too scared to ride all the other crazy rides, so you separate from them and stand in the line for the ferris wheel. It is actually pretty huge, so you wonder why you're going on it despite your fear of heights. Then again, ferris wheels are incredibly slow, and you realize absolutely nothing can go wrong. You step onto the platform with the guy standing behind you. Who cares if you don't know him, it's always good to make new friends, right?

"Hi, I'm L-

You instantly get cut off when you see who it is in the seat next to you. The jet-black hair, the dreamy brown eyes, that chiseled jaw and perfectly sculpted set of abs clearly visible in his t-shirt. You just got on a ferris wheel with Zayn Malik.

"L..." he prompts you to finish talking, as he laughs. Oh God, his laugh is so adorable.

"...Laura." You finish, not breaking your gaze from his pretty eyes.

"Nice to meet you babe, I'm Zayn." He holds out his hand and you shake it. His grip is so strong.

"I know, I'm a-" You stop yourself this time. Why make it look like you're desperate? Isn't that like a huge turnoff for celebrities like him? He raises his eyebrows, kind of confused because it's the second time you haven't been able to finish your sentence.

"You know what, never mind. What brings you here, Zayn?" You can't keep a straight face when you say his name. He's just so perfect.

"Well, my mates were picking at me because I'm a huge wuss. I hate heights." Zayn admits.

"And you came to prove them wrong, wow, that's exactly how it is with me." You blush. He inches closer as the ferris wheel slowly starts rising.

"Here's a tip. Don't look down." You touch his shoulder when you see how tense he looks. He smiles at you graciously.

"I don't need to, I'm looking at something to keep me distracted anyways." He grins.

"Wow, you just met me and you're already flirting. You work fast." You are amazed at how well you can keep a conversation going with this stunning lad. You both talk, and you speak to him like he's just any other guy you would meet down the street. It isn't until you're at the very top that your nerves bite down on your skin.

"Why did we stop?" You turn your head to look out the window. You jerk the wheel so much your seat starts to swing. Instinctively, you grab onto Zayn's muscular arm. He laughs and does not push you away.

"I think we're stuck."

"Oh no." You mumble. It was going so great. Now it'll just be awkward.

"At least I'm not stuck up here with some crazy fan girl. I'd probably just jump out right now if I was." Zayn says as he scratches his chin.

"How do you know I'm not a crazy fan girl?" You ask.

"Because you'd start freaking out if I did this." He leans over and kisses you, soft and gentle.

Zayn Malik is kissing me. Zayn freaking Malik is kissing me. You say to yourself. This time, he jerks the seat, and of course, you hold onto him again.

"Wait, what did you say? I wasn't paying attention." You look up at him with twinkling eyes. He laughs and kisses you again, as his hands slowly move down your back. Maybe ferris wheels aren't that bad after all.

-Hope you liked it!

Thalia xx