Guilty Pleasure || Zauren

Her

Friday night

I'm here again, staring at her.

Her long black hair in a tight ponytail.

Slicked back.

Wearing white lace-up shirt and short black mini skirt, fitting all her curves.

She wears it every night. I'm guessing it's her work outfit but hey, I'm not complaining.

Her little walk is so sexy. I can die just by looking at her.

"Zayn, hello" Liam yells in my ear. I guess to be heard over the music.

"Dude what the fuck?" I say while looking at him in anger but laughs it off.

"It isn't good to swear and stare" He smirks. It was 1 a.m and she was still here. Looking breathtaking

"Shut up, I'm going to the bar," I say, leaving my seat.

"Hey, can I get a rum on ice?" I asked nicely to the woman bartender named Diana.

"Diana, two whiskey sours, three long Islands and one screwdriver." The green eyed beauty says.

"You got it. Can you take his order?" Diana winks.

I never heard her speak before. How she can sound so good with just saying an order.

"Hi, what I can get you?" She laughs and smiles.

Her laugh.

Her Smile.

Her.

"Umm yo-you can gi-give me a-" I stumbled until she interrupted me.

"Rum on the rocks? She wrote it down, I just didn't look at it" She smiled.

"Umm Yeah, that's it" I give her a nervous smile. Of course, I was nervous. The girl I have been admiring for 4 months now is talking to me.

"Zayn, Are you ready to go?" Liam comes, running the bar. Everyone was screaming yet still dancing. Seems like a huge ass fight broke out. If paparazzi saw us, it could be very bad.

"Umm Yeah I guess. Fuck. What even happened?" I questioned. I gave her one last look while paying for my drink.

"Thanks..." I said as I stare at the ground when her name couldn't come to mind.

I leave out the club with liam. The paparazzi was all in our faces.

Have these people ever heard of personal space? Sometimes I wish I can get away from it all

I sat in the passenger sit, thinking about what just happened. Liam drove away from the venue. The drive was silent until Liam spoke up

"Zayn? You good?" He asks. I couldn't really respond because I honestly don't know. 

"Yeah. She just so" I say. Pretty much left speechless.

"Dude remember" Liam says. He laughs about my situation as he turns into my driveway and parks the car.

"Holy fuck. You know whenever I'm around her totally forg-"

"Zayn" She says with upset look on her face. She knocks on the window and cueing me to roll down the window.

"Hi, Gigi, How are you?"