Your Love Is My Drug

Layla's the name, meeting him was amazayn, seeing him was amazayn, will loving him be amazayn too! Check out this story now to find out! C'mon at least read the first chapter! :)


11. *Chapter Ten*

Layla's POV

Zayn's so sweet to me, maybe I shouldn't think it wont work out with him. I go home to my slouchy apartment as my phone plays a tune that notifies me of a text message. 

From: Zayn- Hey, can I come over I wanna show you something;)

I said yes and texted him my address I fixed my hair and makeup and then a knock on the door. I opened the door and hugged him. 

"Hey, come in. Want a drink?"

"Ah, I think you've gotten me enough for the day." He chuckled.

We sat on the couch. He pulled out a piece of paper. "I wrote some lyrics for a song for the album, they're about you." He smiled sweetly. "Awh, Zayn you didn't have to do that." "Well they actually just kinda came to me after our talk today." He started to sing them to me.

"Your hand fits in mind like its made just for me. But bare this in mind it was meant to be. And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks. And it all makes sense to me." I sat there in awe and silence as he finished. "You don't like it do you?" "No, no I do it was just so beautiful you left me speechless." I smiled at him. We looked into each other's brown eyes and leaned in. He kissed me passionately. I didn't want the moment to end. 

And it didn't. He gently threw the paper on the floor and laid me down on the couch, never breaking the kiss. He slid his toungue in and we fought for dominance. He won. He slowly glided his hand up my shirt. I whispered, "Zayn, I-I'm not ready." He then got off of me and apologized. So instead he kissed me once more and we cuddled. I fell asleep in his arms.

The next morning Zayn was gone but he left the paper with the lyrics on the coffee table. I smiled and got ready for work. I hope this week goes by fast, I wanna go on that date soon.

Its Friday night and Zayn is coming to pick me up soon. I slid in my navy blue dress that had a sweetheart neckline and flowed down to my knees. I put on some navy blue heels and to top it of a silver diamond necklace my grandmother gave to me before she passed away. Its my favorite jewelry accessory to wear. I curled my hair and did a half up and half down hairstyle. I waited for Zayn to text me he was here. A few minutes I walked out of my Apartment building and met Zayn at the parking lot in a suit.

"You look beautiful, as always," he said and I blushed.

"Your not so bad your self." I smiled. 

He opened the door and I sat in the passenger seat. He strolled around the car and jumped in.

"Buckle up." He said and drove off down the road.

"So handsome, where might we be going to this time?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He grinned.

We pulled up to a really expensive restaurant. I know because that's the reason I never come here. I immediately say, "Zayn you can't, its too much money" "Don't worry just this night please let me pay." He smiled that smile I couldn't say no to. "Fine, you promise." "Promise." He kissed my cheek and opened the door for me. I stepped out and we walk hand in hand to the entrance. He already had a reservation made so we sat at our table and ordered our food. "Lasagna Cuisine for me and a Chicken Salad for my girl." After the waiter took our ordered we talked.

"So tell me about yourself?" He asked.

"Well my name is Layla Marie Court. I have a wonderful mother and I am an only child. I love music, and art, and animals. And if I wasn't in such need of a job I would be a veterinarian right now." I laughed ,and so did he.

"And what about your father?" He asked.

"Uh, well he died in the war a few years ago."

He touched my hand softly. "I am so sorry."

"Its okay, he was an awesome dad." I smiled. "So what about you?"

"Well I'm in a pop band called One direction. Music is my life and art is my soul and my family is my heart. I have a pretty wild life. And I look forward to spending it with someone I love." He said looking into my eyes and was about to lean in and kiss me until our food came. Perfect timing. Not.

"Your food sir and ma'am." The waiter said while setting our plates down. We finished our plates and talked some more and then left. He walked me to his car and we leaned up against it and he kissed me softly before opening my door for me. He drove me home and walked me up to my apartment door.

"Thanks for tonight it was alot of  fun." I cheekily said.

"No problem. Hey you wanna sleepover at my place."

"Yeah. Sure let me get some things"

"Not to worry about that you can borrow mine." We drove to his place and went up to his room.

"The boys are probably asleep." He assured me, I nodded. He handed me a T-shirt to put on. 

"I'll be right back." He said. I took off my heels and slipped my dress off I unclipped my bra.

"Hey, I was wondering if you-whoa oh god sorry." I gasped and pulled the T-shirt over my head quickly while he covered his eyes. I was done he came in and grabbed me by the waist and kissed me softly. We laid in bed cuddling with him, I wasn't quite sleepy yet so I turned to face him. "Let's do it." "Do what?" He smirked.

A/N: small cliffhanger lol just kidding you must now what I mean. Haha anyways like favorite and suggest thanks guys! love you all
~Stay Beautiful

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