#ZaynMalikImagine Zayns hand tightened around mine as he led me through the crowded club. He pulled me into a booth, and we sat down together. All those assholes were looking at you, and I didnt like it. Zayn snaps, his voice husky and deep. I know babe, but I only have eyes for you. I mumble, and look down at my hands. Im going up to the bar. Do you want anything? I shake my head, and he smirks. Alright. As he saunters away some other guy comes and sits where Zayn had been. Hey gorgeous. He says, and I roll my eyes. My boyfrriend is going to come back and he isnt going to be happy. I say, and he just chuckles. I can take him. I snort, and I watch as Zayn comes back over to the table. What the hell do you think youre doing in my seat? Zayn asks, and sets his drink down on the table. Oh so this is your boyfriend. What a loser. The guy mutters, and Zayn picks him up by the colar of his jacket, and slams him against the wall next to the table. What did you just call me? He growls in the mans face. N..Nothing. He stammers. Thats what I thought. If I ever see you near my girl ever again, I swear to god youre going to wish you were never born. Zayn drops the man, and he sinks to the ground panting. He grabs my hand, forgetting his drink, and drags me out of the club. That was so hot Zayn. I pant as we get out of the club. He pushes me up against the outside of the club, and puts one hand on either side of my face, crashing his lips to mine roughly, and passionately. Youre mine, dont you ever forget it. He says, his lips still only inches from mine. I wont. I say, and grab his jacket pulling him closer, and kissing him again
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 16:33:58 +0000
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