Superhuman

Zayn Malik. You know who he is, right? Of course you do. So does Kristina, but everyone calls her Is for short, because she just, is, ya know? If she could describe Zayn in one word, it would be sexy. If Zayn could describe Is in one word, it would be sexy, too. But, to Is, freak, mutant and/or, well, superhuman, would be more like it.

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13. Reunion

   Is's POV

   His voice was amazing. It was soft, and sweet, and flawless. I could tell he didn't have an American accent, but I wasn't  sure where he was from. I closed my eyes and let myself relax, let his voice wash over me in the darkness and soothe me. Without noticing, I started gently swaying, enjoying this more than I probably should. Oh, shut up. I thought. I can enjoy whatever the hell I want.

   Everything was dandy until the death trap moved-downward. It only jerked a couple feet before stopping, but enough to make me and the other guy scream out loud. "Shit," he mumbled. 

   The elevator jerked downward again, and this time me falling accompanied our screams. Luckily, he caught me though. "I gottcha," he whispered, his lips almost touching my ear. His breath smelled like cigarette smoke, although I didn't mind. I let my eyes flutter shut, and I wrapped my arms around him. This must've surprised him, because he took a step back, and I almost fell again. I felt...disappointed.

   That's when I remembered something pretty important. I could feel my face burn bright red, although it was dark. I reached back and smoothed out the back of my coat, hoping this guy didn't feel any wings. Yeah, that'd be bad.

   He must've decided to break the silence after that little episode, because he started talking again. "So, what's your name?" A simple question. I hoped I could answer it truthfully. 

   "Is," is what I decided on.

   "As in I-S?" he asked.

   "Yup," I replied.

   "Nickname?" he countered.

   "Uh-huh."

   "Cute," he said. Cute? I thought. Alright then. "Aren't you gonna ask me my name?" he laughed.

   I felt my cheeks burn again. "Yeah, I was getting there." He laughed again. I really liked his laugh. "So, what's yours?"

   He laughed once more before answering. "Zayn. Zayn Malik."

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