《MALIK :: ZAYN》nineteen | oh
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"He what?" Andrea whispered incredulously. The smile on her face was creepy but Crissle thought that was just her personality. Weird.
"He asked me--"
"I know, oh my God," she giggled excitedly, "what did you say?"
"What do you think I said?"
"Who knows--"
"I said yes, Drea."
"Yay!" she cheered, "oh, this is exciting."
"Anyway," Crissle rolled her eyes, walking back to her desk, "we wanted to keep it under wraps but I mean...it was pretty obvious that we were together in some way around here."
"It was," she agreed.
"And he doesn't wanna tell his mom until we meet."
"Mommas boy," Andrea snorted, sitting in Crissle's seat, "what?"
"Get up, bitch," Crissle sat on her and opened her laptop.
"Where is Zayn, anyway?"
"He's in a meeting."
"Without you?"
"Yeah," Crissle rolled her eyes, "the people presenting ideas to them didn't want me in the room, but he made it clear to dismiss me because he wanted to, and not because of them. I already knew what they were doing."
"What are they--"
"Loafers. Zayn ain't the type of nigga to wear loafers let alone endorse them."
"Loafers," Andrea snorted.
"What about them?" Zayn walked up to the cubicle, his brows furrowed, "why are you sitting on her?"
"Because she loves me," Andrea laughed.
"Eh," he shrugged, "so, babe. What do you think about these?"
Crissle looked down at Zayn's shoes and smiled. "Wow, they actually look nice."
"I don't even wear them, yeah? You think I should endorse them?"
"I think so," she told him, "you look sexy in them."
"When you find your chill, please tell me," he chuckled, "thanks--"
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"Did you leave in the middle of a meeting to get her opinion?" Andrea asked.
"Yeah? Was I not supposed to?"
"Zayn, please go back," Crissle laughed, "they're probably freaking the fuck out."
"Oh shit," his eyes widened and he jogged back into the conference room.
"Anyway. Get up and go to your desk because I know you have work to do," Crissle said.
"Noooo, I don't wanna."
"Go to ya mans next door, then," Crissle snickered.
Andrea huffed. "I don't need this," she shoved Crissle off of her. Crissle groaned when she fell on the floor and Andrea laughed harder, stepping over her and walking away.
"Ow," Crissle stayed on the floor, looking at the ceiling until Zayn came by, his tall figure looming over her.
"Babe, what--"
"She pushed me," Crissle shrugged, "help me, bitch."
"No, bitch, you just called me a bitch," Zayn snickered, stepping over her, "okay, just kidding."
"Better be," she raised her hands but Zayn wasn't having that. He lifted her up bridal style and carried her into his office. "So manly, I love it."
"Ew," Zayn grinned, kicking the door closed and setting Crissle down on the desk, "so," he sat down while Crissle tried to get comfortable lying on the desk.
"Yes?" she decided to face him, her head resting on her hand which as propped up by her elbow.
"How's your day going?" Zayn asked, watching ever curve of her body as she laid there.
"Um, pretty good. Beside the fact that I fell in front of the whole 13th floor for the second time today."
"Today?"
"Yeah. Earlier I was printing papers and I slipped on one," she admitted sheepishly, "I...I don't even know."
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"My clumsy girl," he laughed, typing away on his laptop, "did you hurt yourself?"
"Not at all."
"Damn," he joked, "I wanted to like, rub your back and stuff."
"Boyfriend stuff?"
"Boyfriend stuff."
"Sexy," she grinned, sitting up straight and watching him, "what are you doing?"
"Ehm, nothing at the moment. Looking for a movie to watch."
"Really, Zayn? You have nothing to do?"
"Wanna watch with me?" he asked, ignoring her question.
"Yes," she got down and sat in his lap, "what are we watching?"
"Um...I dunno. Wanna pick?"
"I got one," she went onto Netflix and searched for the movie Home, "this movie made me cry."
"Really? Never seen it."
"Forreal? Movie day," she cheered, getting comfortable in his lap and leaning back, "can I cut the light off?".
"Go ahead, baby," Zayn said. She could feel his stare as she got up and cut the top light off.
"Stop staring at my ass."
"Can't help it."
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"Zayn, are you seriously crying?"
"No."
Crissle smiled at him, noticing his eyes glaze over and water brim at his bottom lids. They were at the part where Oh was crushed by the Gorg spaceship and Tip started to cry.
"It's okay to cry--"
"It's his damn fault he tried to leave," Zayn pouted.
"But he came back--"
"Lying ass bitch."
Crissle giggled, leaning on his shoulder and kissing his cheek. "Ya know his movie is lowkey about fascism."
"I see it," Zayn shook his head, "stupid dictatorship. All they do is run away and take over other planets and that shit ain't fun. I hate this fucking movie."
Crissle hummed, enjoying how into the movie he was. "Zayn, calm down--"
"S'bullshit," Zayn gasped when Oh made it out of the machine and hugged Tip, "how the fuck--"
"That's what I said."
"What voodoo shit do you have me watching?" he asked, looking at Crissle and frowning.
"It's a kid's movie--"
"No, Air Bud was a kid's movie," Zayn folded his arms across his chest. A grin broke out into his face when Oh stayed with Tip and both aliens and humans remained friends. He did a little dance to the ending credit music and smiled harder. "This was cute."
"You're cute," she laughed at him, "are you done crying?"
"Shut the fuck up."
"What--"
"I wasn't crying, jackass."
"I beg ta diffuh."
"That's not how I speak, ya asshole."
"Are you done with the nicknames?" she joked, closing his laptop and moving to sit on the desk, "they're very endearing."
"Yeah?" he kept the smile on his face and rubbed her thighs.
"Mhm," she hummed shortly, trying not to be affected by his touch, "sexy."
"Arousing."
"Orgasmic."
"Ooh, I just nutted twice," he grinned.
"Yeah, same."
"Criss!" he exclaimed, laughing so loud most of the floor could hear him.
"What? I'm just saying," she chuckled at his playful mood, "is there a problem?"
"Not at all, baby."
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