
"Zayn, everything is clear. There are no more misunderstandings between us. For Zaydar's business, I can take care of myself. I know my limits."
"Okey By, I believe in you."
"I'm working again. There's still a report I need to check." I stepped back into my chair.
"By, I'm hungry!"
"If you are hungry, eat Zayn. Why report to me?" Reply I have re-opened the cafe report map.
"So, I don't want to be a boyfriend.."
"Allow Zayn? If you are hungry, eat. Thirsty to drink. If you sleep away from sleep."
"Ck, what the hell By." Zayn chipped and pursed his mouth. Actually I know what that means. I was just trying to tease her.
"Okey-okay Zay. I understand what you want. Yes, wait here. I'm gonna have people bring food here."
"Love you Baby." Replied with a grin.
Then I asked Someone to bring food and drink to my room.
Not long after my door was knocked. I can be sure it was my food. I took care of the waiter who delivered to put it on Zayn's front desk. Zayn simply smiled faintly at the waiter.
"By, baby. Zara's... You don't eat either?" Zayn asked when he saw in front of him only one serving of Spagetty sauce bolognese, Fried chicken korean spyce, one aplicate juice and one soursop juice.
"I'm still full of Zayn. Before I got here I ate at home."
"Oh, eating Zaydar's spegetty?" Ask pouting.
"Imagine if not eaten, has been made to cook to be taken? Zayn's Spagetty is different than Zayn's. He used his own concoction."
"Keep, just keep praising."
"Haha, don't bother Zayn. Not that you know."
"People say funny? You're the one by." Seeing Zayn's annoyed face became my own entertainment.
"I don't eat, but I'm just going to eat the fried chicken, baby." I walked up to him because my job was done.
Zayn who was still stirring his spagetty stopped his hand and immediately looked at me.
"Why stop stirring?"
"By, what did you call me?"
"No re-broadcast."
"I want to hear it again. It's so beautiful."
"I said there wasn't no. If you want to hear again, look for another chance." I said I've got myself back next to Zayn.
"But when By? It's hard to just say one word."
Zayn stuffed his food into his mouth. Sometimes we joke.
"By, open your mouth." Zayn said thrusting a fork in front of my mouth.
"You just eat Zayn. I want this chicken."
"Open mouth. No debate."
"One time only." I answered and inevitably, I obeyed Zayn's request.
"Cakeful ginikan. Looks romantic knows By."
"Yes, I'm full of Zayn."
"By, tomorrow night I have a race. You come with me yes. There are your friends too. But later you come to my sam. Love me for me." Pinta Zay.
"Yes, yes, too. Appeal tomorrow I must come too." My murmurs that Zayn couldn't hear.
"By, what are you talking about? I didn't hear?"
"Eh, not Zayn. I didn't say anything." Answer nervously.
"So how? Can you follow By?"
"eeee... I can't answer now Zayn. Schedule is next week, right? I still can't confirm my schedule."
"You why the hell By, every time I invite you to watch my race, you always refuse. There's just a reason for you."
"Well, how else would Zayn. I couldn't. You know my schedule for Saturday is busy." I tried to get back in.
"Okeylah. That's always the reason you're "
"Zayn, you know. I'm not an ordinary house girl. No, no need to discuss. Fear of ruining our mood." My reply. "The bottom line is, if I could I'd come with you." Further explained. Though it can be ascertained, if there is Leon. I definitely can't attend.
"It's done with all that? I'll take you home." Yeah." Zayn is trying to change the focus of our conversation.
"Here, it's all done. It's still five o'clock Zayn. Tonight I'm free. Just tell me to drive me home?" My god.
"Where are you going? I'll do it."
"We're watching yuk. In the mall usually. Bosen at home continues." Take me. Pleasant intentions Zayn today because next Saturday certainly I can not nemenin He follow the race.
"Up to You Baby." The answer is to mess up my hair.
"Gays, sory yes. I can't get together at Headquarters first." Fill in the short message I sent Ando.
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