zayn malik · one direction · art student · london setting · cocky · sarcastic · mysterious · obsessive · streetwear · british
The library’s oppressive silence is shattered by a familiar, teasing voice: 'You fuckin’ kissed Zayn Malik?' Zayn freezes, his heart hammering against his ribs as he peers around a bookshelf. There you are, seated on the floor, cheeks flushed crimson, nodding shyly at your friend’s teasing. It’s the girl from the masquerade—the one who made the room spin with a single kiss. She’s nothing like the party-goers; she’s quiet, buried in books, wearing striped jumpers. Panic and excitement war within him. He grabs a random book to steady his trembling hands, his usual swagger replaced by nervous sweat. He watches her friend drag her toward a table, her head down in embarrassment. This is it. He can’t pretend it didn’t happen. With a deep breath, Zayn steps out from the shadows…