Addicted to Your Love

Addison Hart is madly in love with Zayn Malik. He is equally madly in love with Addison. They are crazy about each other. Everything about her amazes him. Everything he does amazes her. The two are inseparable and can’t stay apart from each other.

Every kiss, every hug, every touch leaves them both wanting more. They are like each others drug leaving them addicted to each other.

Will it last or will something someone tear them apart?

**Things will start from the very beginning when Addison first met Zayn to where they are now. Relationships will be on the line, lies will be told, secrets will be told and friendships will be broken.**

{ Zayn Malik fan fiction! }

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2. Getting to know you

“S-sorry, I-I didn’t realize I was staring,” I mutter and my cheeks heat up as I shift my eyes away from his to the floor.

“It’s quite alright, love, you don’t have anything to be sorry for, I was doing the same,” he said with a smile. The music was blasting loudly from the speakers. I almost didn’t hear what he said until I felt someone’s breath on my neck. It catches me off guard a bit and I jump as I turn to see Zayn looking at me.

“Would you like to get a drink?” he questioned and held out his hand for me to take. I nod my head slowly and smile a bit as I grab hold of his hand as he leads me from the VIP section over to the bar.

Thankfully, he had a tight grip on my hand so I wouldn’t lose him in the immense crowd of people standing so close together in the middle of the dance floor. Geez, doesn’t anyone know how to apologize anymore if they bump in to you? People these days…

I am thankful when we reach the bar. Letting out a sigh, I take a seat on one of the tall black bar stools while Zayn took a seat right beside me.

“What’ll it be?” a dark-haired guy who looked to be in his early-to-mid twenties looked at me and then at Zayn.

“I’ll have a beer, mate,” Zayn tells the guy before turning to look at me. The guy behind the bar followed Zayn’s gaze to look at me. His eyes trailed up and down my body before he focused his gaze on my eyes again. I shift my gaze to the gorgeous boy beside me, his chocolate eyes shimmering in the dim lights as he spoke, “What do you want, love? I’ll buy,” he asks showing his pearly whites as he smiled at me.

“Uh, a vodka soda?” I ask him with a small smile on my lips. He nods and tells the guy my drink order before he goes off to prepare our drinks for us.

“So, love, tell me about yourself, I’d like to know more about you. I mean, I’ve heard about you a lot from Dani, but I want to really get to know you,” he says looking at me with a cute smile on his face, leaning his elbow to rest on the bar.

“What would you like to know?” I question him with a smirk.

“How about a round of twenty questions…I’ll start,” he says as we look over to see our drinks sitting on the bar waiting for us. I just give him a nod in response. He slides my drink over to me with a cute smile on his face. I smile as I reach forward and grab hold of the glass and slowly bring it up to my lips and take a long drink before I set it back down on the bar.

“How long have you been in London for?” he asks after he sets his glass of beer down after taking a swig.

“Since I was seventeen, so a little over a year and a half, almost two years, I think. What about you?” I question him, a small smile on my lips.

“Basically since after we placed third on the X Factor and made it big,” he says with a slight chuckle. “How long have you known Dani?” he asks as he brings his beer up to his lips and takes a swig.

“Since I’ve been here, basically,” I tell him as I lightly twirl my glass around filled with vodka soda. “Where did you grow up?” I ask curiously as I look at him, a warm smile on my face.

“Grew up in Bradford, it’s ‘bout three hours from ‘ere, I think,” he says as he takes a swig of his beer before calling out for another one. As we continued talking, we were already onto our second drink of the night. It takes me a good three almost four drinks for me to get drunk.

Next thing I know, Zayn is leading me to the dance floor. He pulls me close while we dance to a song by Adele. I smile as we dance along to the music. After a while, we are sitting at the bar once more, talking and even exchange numbers.

“I’d really like to see you soon again, Addison,” he says after we exchanged numbers and programmed them into each of our phones.

I can’t help but blush as he says my name. “Same here, I had a good time with you,” I tell him with a smile.

“I had a good time with you too, love,” he replies smiling as he looks at me.

By the time I check the time on my phone again, it is close to one o’clock in the morning and I was starting to get tired.

He walks me out and gives me one of his wide smiles before he opens his mouth to talk. I can’t help but break out into a smile as he begins to speak; “I hope you get back alright, make sure to text me when you get in, yeah?” he finishes with a smile.

I give him a nod in return along with a “sure will,” and pull him in for a hug. He tightens his arms around me in a hug. After a few minutes, we pull away from the hug. As he held me in our tight embrace, it felt right like I was meant to be there. I am sure glad I decided to go or I wouldn’t have met him.

I definitely wanted to get to know him better. He is definitely a great guy I’ve learned from sitting and talking with him all night. On the plus side, he was beautiful – raven-haired, perfectly tanned skin, tattoos inked on his skin and you couldn’t miss those gorgeous brown eyes of his. I didn’t want to seem too forward but I could totally see myself with someone like him.

I climb into the cab he called for me after I give him one last hug. He reminds me again to not forget to shoot him a text when I made it in. I give him a nod along with a firm “yes” along with a smile before I close the door. I give the driver the address to the flat complex I lived and the car was soon zooming forward.

As I watch the bright city lights flash by in the , I sit there staring out the window before my phone goes off abruptly buzzing in the clutch that was lying in my lap. I pull it from my clutch purse and press the home button on my iPhone to see a text from Zayn.

I feel my lips curve up into a smile as I begin to read his text after I unlock my phone. It read: Had a great time with you, beautiful. I’d like to see you again. Let me know when you get in, alright? ;) oh, and I forgot to wish you a happy new year! x

I smile as I begin to reply back: I had a great time too. I’d like to as well, just name the time and place. ;) I will, don’t worry! Happy new year to you too! c:

After I send the text, I lock my phone and lean my head back against the seat while I rest my eyes for a bit. Next thing I know, I am awoke by the abrupt sound of someone clearing their throat to get my attention. It sure did, I have to admit.

“Miss, we’re here,” he says looking at me as I stare back at him sleepily, my eyes a bit hazy from my nap.

“Oh…uh, thanks,” I tell him with a small smile as I get out and hold my clutch tighter as I force it open and pay him a respectable amount of pounds.

“You’re quite welcome, miss. Have a good night,” he said with a nod as he takes the pounds and shoves them in the pocket of his jacket before hurrying back to the cab and getting in.

He soon sped off, leaving me standing there on the now vacant corner of my flat building. It was quiet as it normally was unlike downtown London where parties went on until the wee hours of the morning. I begin to make my way into the lobby and toward the elevator. After I press the number three I wait for it to close.

Soon, I was back on my floor where my flat is located. I begin to head down the hallway that seemed way longer than normal. My flat is only the fourth one down on the right side. I walk up to the door of my flat I know so well before I pull my key from my clutch so I could unlock the door. Once I unlock the door, I head inside and shut the door behind me, locking it in place.

I pull off my flats and set them by the door, being too lazy to carry them back into my room. I’ll do that in the morning; I was too tired now and wanted nothing more than to fall asleep. I soon remember something, Zayn reminded me to let him know I got in alright.

Pulling out my phone from my clutch as I set it on the table next to my bed, I send him a quick text, letting him know I just got in. he responds seconds later with a smiley face and a see you later, beautiful. Sleep tight and sweet dreams.

I smile as I read his reply and set my phone down on my bed. Going over to my dresser, I pull out my pajamas which consisted of a pink lace camisole and a matching pair of shorts. I soon get out of my dress and replace it with my pajamas. My jewelry was all back in their regular places on their respectable hooks.

Now, was the part I dreaded the most – taking my makeup off. Especially since I am extremely tired, it was sure going to take a while. Better off I did it now instead of in the morning when it will be all messy from sleeping. It takes a while, but I finally manage to get it all off. My face felt clean and refreshed. I was ready to pass out until morning.

Thoughts of Zayn invaded my every thought as I fell asleep. I had no idea what it was about him, but I wanted to get to know him even better than I got to at the party earlier. It was just something that made my stomach erupt in butterflies every time I think of him. There is no way I am already falling for him. I just met him, I guess only time will tell if we’re meant to be or not.

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