Our Moment

17 year old dancer Chloe moves from a small city called Portsmouth to London with her best friend Bonnie. Little did she know she lived two floors up from the famous Zayn Malik, who she is becoming to see a lot more of.


4. Baking cakes

Chloe's P.O.V

I woke up to my phone ringing, I looked at the caller ID 'Zayn Malik' I answer it groggily:

"Hello?" I say, trying to hide my tiredness

"Hey, I wondered if you wanted to hang out today? I dunno like come to my place?"

A smile grew on my face and I froze

"Well.. you don't have to if you don't want to" he sounded disappointed, and like he'd just woke up, his voice was deep and raspy. 

"Sure, sounds good. What time?" 

"30 minutes, I'll come down to pick you up, oh and by the way, you sound so sexy when you've just woke up" 

I smiled to myself, and jumped up. I stripped all of my clothes off and stepped into the shower, replaying the words he'd just said to me. The hot water trickling down my back, I started to sing 'little things' by One Direction, when there was a knock at the door, "Is that you Bon?" I called out, "YEP, ZAYN'S LOOKING FOR YOU!" Oh my god, I'd been in here for half an hour. I jumped out, and started to run to my bedroom in my towel. I got in and dropped my towel "don't worry, I'm not looking" I heard a voice behind me "FUCK, OH MY SHIT, GET OUT!" I screamed while laughing, he and Bonnie started laughing too. He peaked his head round the door and said "Oh and don't bother getting dressed up, it's gonna be messy" and winked. What did he mean? Messy? Was he gonna get me drunk or does he actually mean messy? But I obeyed his orders and shoved on some sweats and a baggy vest. I quickly blowdried my hair and shoved it into a high bun on my head. I put my mascara on, making my long eyelashes extend a bit more. And walked into the living room where Zayn was sat on the sofa, he turned and looked at me and flashed me his pearly white teeth, "I thought I said not to get dressed up" he joked, and winked at me again, some people might start to think he had a nervous twitch. Shoving my vans on I kissed Bonnie goodbye on the cheek and started to walk upstairs, he also had sweats on and a white v-neck t-shirt, he looked so hot, his bulging... muscles... muscles stretching the sleeves. His tattoos on show. He was so hot. I came out of my day dream by walking into his locked door, I wasn't paying any attention, and I walked into his fucking door. He laughed so hard, and eventually I did too "You're quite accident prone aren't you?" he said through his laughter. 


He unlocked his door and led me in. His flat was pretty much the same as mine, just different furniture although we did have the same sofa. Which was a bit strange. He sat down and patted the seat next to him, I walked over and sat down "so, what's the messy part of sitting down and talking then?" he looked at me with no expression on his face, I looked down to his hand, which he was holding out to me, I slowly took it and he led me into the kitchen. I was a little confused at first until I saw some flour, eggs, sugar and butter on the sides. We were baking cakes "This is what I mean by messy" he said giggling to himself a little. I joined him. 


Zayn's P.O.V


Her laugh is so cute, I looked over at her while I sieved the flour into the bowl, she raised an eyebrow and stuck her finger into the bag of flour, now I'm the confused one "all professional chefs have to do this" she stated with a posh accent, and with that she smeared her finger all down my face, leaving a long trail of flour down my cheek, I rolled my eyes at her while she had a laughing fit in the middle of my floor. I picked up a handful of flour and threw it at her face while she stood up, it all stuck to the tear tracks that had formed from laughing. She gasped and picked up some more and threw it back at me, "you're gonna regret that" I said in a very serious voice, she turned on her heels and ran away from me as fast as she could, bringing the bag of flour with her, she kept throwing the flour at me. Eventually I tackled her to the sofa, and hovered above her, we stared into each others eyes, I wiped the flour off of her lips, they were so soft, even with flour on them, I moved my head slowly towards hers, our lips collided, and moved in perfect sync. I slipped my tongue onto her bottom lip, asking for entrance, she allowed me in, I felt her tongue play with mine, a smile grew on her lips which made me smile more. I moved my hands down to her back and began to lift off her top. She stopped kissing me "you're so impatient" she bit my lip, which is my turn on spot, I moved my lips down her neck and she let out a little moan. I know knew hers too. "I have to go" she said with a huge smile on her flour covered face. I pulled a sad face, "call me!" I shouted after she left. I kissed her.


Chloe's P.O.V


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