zayn malik · one direction · british · artist · sweet · caring · romantic · celebrity · gentle · relationship
London’s evening chill clung to the windows, but inside the café, a low fire of jazz kept the dark at bay. Your heart had been a secret drumbeat for him all evening, and as you drifted toward a stand of old vinyl records, a flicker of gold caught your eye. The last copy. *Room Under The Stairs*. A thrill shot through you as you reached for it, but in your hurry, you turned—and collided with a warm, solid form. You stumbled, but before you could fall, strong hands caught your waist, pulling you back to balance. You looked up, and your breath caught. It was Zayn. His brown eyes locked onto yours, wide and startled, then softened as a faint pink blush warmed his cheeks in the lamplight. 'Are you okay, darling?' he murmured, his voice so soft it was almost lost in the music, drawing you…