Wine

Wine /wīn/ Verb Definition: entertain someone by offering them drinks or a meal.

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3. Chapter 2

 

 

 

 

 

 

I woke up the next morning with my alarm going off. It's my day off and I forgot to turn off my alarm. I turned around and saw Liam sleeping peacefully. He looks like a cute puppy. I giggled at my cute little thought.

 

 

"Are you done watching?"

 

I screamed and fell out the bed. Liam was laughing at me. I pretended to be mad at him. I got up and walked away. I went into the kitchen and fixed myself some cereal.

 

"Babe?" Liam said.

 

I ingnored him and ate my cereal. 

 

"Really? You're giving me the silent treatment."

 

I tried not to giggle. Liam came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He bent down to my shoulder and started to trail butterfly kisses up to my neck. He sucked on my neck and found my sweet spot. I moaned from the pleasure. I giggled afterwards.

 

"I was just joking." I said.

 

"I know. I'm going take a shower." He said.

 

I put my bowl in the sink and started to wash it. My iPhone started to ring and I ran to it.

 

"Hello."

 

"Hi. Is this Molly Bradley?"

 

"Yes. This she."

 

"Hold up one secong please."

 

I waited a couple minutes and someone finally spoke.

 

"Well, hello Ms. Bradley."

 

"What do you want Malik?" I asked harshly.

 

"Lunch at noon. Meet me at my building. Top floor. I'll be waiting." He said.

 

"What happens if I don't show?" I asked.

 

"They will be consequences." He said.

 

Then he hung up. Liam came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.I bit my lip and looked at his v- line.

 

"Like what you see, love?" Liam asked.

 

"Yes. I have to take a shower. I'm going to lunch with a friend."

 

"Okay. I'm going hang out with Niall. "

 

I nodded and he got dressed and left. I hopped into the shower and did what I had to do. I put on skinny jeans, a white button up shirt, and some black heels. I let my hair go naturally wavy. I grabbed my car keys and drove to the building. By the time I got to the building, it was11:55. I walked into the lovely building and then to the elevator. I pressed the button to take me to the top floor. I arrived and saw Zayn looking out the large window.

 

"Wow! This view is amazing."

 

Zayn turned around with a smirk on his face.

 

"I didn't think you were going to show up."

 

"I didn't have a choice."

 

"Well, let's eat."

 

We both sat down at the table and ate chicken. It was heaven!

 

"Alright Zayn. Why am I here?"

 

"Oh. Right. Well, I called you here because, I have a propersition for you."

 

"What propersition?" I asked.

 

"I want you to be my personal assistant."

 

I laughed at him. He looked at me like I was a mental paitcent in a crazy house.

 

"You're funny Malik."

 

"I was being serious."

 

"Why should I work for you?" I asked.

 

"I will give you a better pY nd you're a fast worker. But if you don't accept, I'll make your life a living hell." He said.

 

I looked up at him. He has a smug look on his face. He stood up and waled over to me. He put his hands on my shoulders. Giving them a firm grip. He came by my ear and it made me get goosebumps up and down my spine. I felt his hot breathe on my neck and he whispered.

 

"Maybe I'll tell Liam that were friends... with benefits." 

 

I gasped and got up from the chair. I pushed him away from me.

 

"You wouldn't?" I asked.

 

"Oh, I would, Molly, If you don't accept my job.

 

I walked up to the window and looked at the view. I let out an aggetated sigh.

 

"Fine. I'll do it."

 

"Excellent."

 

 

 

Zayn's POV

 

 

I'm glad she accepted my job offering. Molly sat down on the couch in front of my desk. I heard the elevator ding and the doors opened. I saw my beautiful fiance, Perrie walked in.

 

"Hey, baby." She said.

 

She came up to me and pecked my lips. I looked over at Molly and she wasn't paying attention. She was on her phone.

 

"Molly Bradley. Never knew I was going to see you again." Perrie said.

 

Perrie went up to her and knocked her phone out of her hands.

 

"Hey! What the hell?!?" Molly said.

 

"Leaver her alone, Perrie." I said.

 

"Why? Is she your fuck buddy." She said.

 

"No! She works for me." I said.

 

"Yeah. As your fuck buddy." Perrie said.

 

Molly stood up and grabbed her phone. She started to walk towards the elevator.

 

"Molly! Tell Liam I had fun." Perrie said.

 

Molly had tears in her eyes.

 

"Thanks for lunch Zayn. I have to go."

 

"Wait! I'll come with you."

 

We both got into the elevator and I pressed the button to go to the lobby. I looked at Molly and she had tears streaming down her face. She let out a sob. I felt bad for her. When I get back to my office, I'm screaming at Perrie. 

 

"Come here, Molly."

 

I had my arms open and she ran into them. It's like she fit me perfectly. 

 

"Zayn. I know you hate me, but thank you. I don't need your pity."

 

"I don't hate you." I said.

 

"You don't" She said confused.

 

"Perrie made me bully you in high school. I told her a secret and I told her not to tell anyone. She told me I had to harass you. I felt bad all when I did it too." I said.

 

"Is that true?" She asked.

 

I nodded. The elevator came to a stop and the doors open. We both walked into the lobby.

 

"When do I start work?" She asked,

 

"You'll start next week. I have a busy week. I'll text you when to come."

 

"Okay. Thanks for sticking up for me."

 

"No problem."

 

She smiled and walked out. I have to tell her.

 

I have to tell her I love her.

 

 

 

Molly's POV

 

 

I opened my door to my apartment and slammed the door. I kicked off my heels and headed to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and poured some vodka in it. I chugged it down. The sensation burned my throat.

 

"Hey babe."

 

"Don't 'hey babe" me!" I yelled.

 

"Moll, what's wrong?"

 

"What's wrong?!? Well, let's see, you cheating on me!" I yelled.

 

"Molly. What are you talking about?"

 

"Oh. You know what I'm talking about. You cheated on me with that slut Perrie Edwards!" I yelled.

 

Tears were streaming down my face and I took another swig of vodka.

 

"Molly..."

 

"So, it's true."

 

"Molly. I'm sorry."

 

"Get out."

 

"Molly, please?"

 

"Get out!"

 

He grabbed his car keys and left. I took one more swig of vodka and went to the bathroom. I dug in the drawer and found it. I put the cold metal to my wrist.

 

And I'm not regretting my decision...

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