It always starts with one drink

I met Zayn Malik at a pub when I was 18, and he has been my life ever sense. I wouldn't have it any other way and I'm happy to be falling in love next to my best friends and "the boys". I want to have that happy ending, even if this all started with one drink.

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15. Sunsets and Real Names

~Meredith (Emily)~

Zayn and I got out of the gym and he took me out to get some Nandos before we went to the beach with our left over boxes of food. The sunset was starting to fade by the time we got there. I watched Zayn with a quizzical look as he grabbed blankets from the back of his car and put them down on the hood of his car. 

"From the moment I met you everything changed" 

Next he took the bags of left overs from me and I groaned as my own way of protesting the fact that he took my food. He set the food on the hood of the car as well, came around and opened my door motioning for me to get out. I did what I was told stepping out into the cold night air. Zayn ran back around to the drivers side and turned on the radio leaving both our doors wide open. The music pooled out of the speakers and swallowed us causing me to only focus on Zayn and the music that played. The thing that caused me to snap back into reality at that moment was the fact that Zayn jumped onto the hood of the car, patting the space next to him as if he wanted me to sit next to him. I slid down next to Zayn, who covered my lap and legs with a blanket that he took it upon himself to do the same with the other half of the blanket. I snuggled up against his chest and he wrapped his hand around my waist leaving it resting on my hip. 

~Zayn~
I hoped she liked all of this, I had never done this before but somehow the idea got stuck in my brain. "So what do you think?" I asked shifting because I was nervous, Yes, that's right, me. Zayn. The lord of anything bad boyish and anything sexy... Maybe Lou was right, maybe I am vain at times. She looked up at me with those beautiful hazel eyes and just smiled a short simple smile. 

"And I won't be leaving 'til I finish stealing every piece of your heart"

I couldn't help but smile back at her. I felt her lean closer to me, I couldn't breath, so I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I felt the heat of her lips make contact with my cheek for only a few seconds before she pulled back and smiled that amazing smile again and sad, "Thank you Zayn, for everything really". 


~No one's POV~
The rest of the night they sat talking and listening to music that came out of Zyan's car, singing to some of the songs they knew. And by the time Zayn was dropping Meredith off at her house the sun was starting to become visible once more. Zayn walked 'Emily' up to the door and they both said goodnight to each other but neither of them moved after saying these parting words. Meredith was the one to break the silence, "Zayn, I have to tell you something... My name isn't Emily,that is my middle name (another lie). MY name is Meredith, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I... Well I-". Zayn cut her off before she could explain herself, "Meredith is a beautiful name" he reached his hand down lightly touching her cheek with his fingers and cupping her jaw in his hand, moving her head up to look at him. He leaned closer to her, slowly, so slow in fact that he didn't realize what he had done until the heat of her lips appeared again, but this time on his own lips.

He put his arms around her waist and she grabbed the back of his hair deepening their kiss. Meredith pulled back after a minute or so, she wasn't counting. A small giggle escaped her lips as she said, "Well that was um... fun, but I have to go now" she turned towards the door.

"No please stay?" Zayn touched her hip, trying to turn her around to face him again so he could steal another kiss. She slipped out of his grip quickly before he could hold her with his other hand too, opening the door Meredith smiled a big grin, "Goodnight Zayn" she shut the door on him. Zayn turned around and smiled to himself so she couldn't see the excitement in his eyes.

She watched him leave, and as his car left the driveway she realized that she was wearing Zayn's leather jacket that he had gotten from the back of his car earlier that night in case she got cold. Meredith texted him, "Hey I have your jacket". She waited for Zayn to reply which didn't take more then a minute. She read the text out loud to herself as she stood in the kitchen grabbing some water to calm her nerves, "Guess I'll have to see you again then doll. Because that is my favorite jacket. xx"

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