Written in his POV so sorry if its awkward AF
Sexual situations so don’t like don’t read.
I saw this as a request on a blog and I had to. It’s nerdy Zayn.
Short at 2,049 words and I really don’t think it’s my best work but whatever.
Feedback is pretty awesome<3
I’m sooo sorry I haven’t been posting anything lately! I’ve been busy but I feel like I’m neglecting this account. I know a lot of people have wanted a part three to my Zayn fic and some people wanted the first chapter of my Louis fic, but I’ve gotten distracted and I start writing other stuff and I just have a whole mess of things I haven’t finished and on top of this I’m just such a disorganized and scatter-brained person and now I just suck at writing one-shots that aren’t less than ten word document pages (about 6,00 words+?) and it just all takes up so much time. So in conclusion all my lovely followers, I apologize for the absence of my fics, but remember you can always submit your own to us!<3
And to make it up to you guys, I’m going to try to do some sort of thirty day writing challenge thing, so if you guys have any links to challenges that have already been made that you’d like me to try or you have requests, just message me the info and I will love you forever<3
Okay this was probably not read by anyone but I feel less guilty now ahaha.
Love you guyssss<3
PS. The shot that I’m probably going to get on here soon is about the cuppycake, and in it:
Nerdy Nouis Threesome. About 5,150 words.
Feedback is totally welcomed!
Remember, this is a smut so if you don’t like sexual situations, don’t read it.
I’ll get it to you ASAP sweetie(:
gah im so sorry! ive been really busy but i promise ill get my lazy butt on it bebz! im going to try to post a story tonight, but it wont be a part of any fanfic most likely. im so sorry for keeping you all waiting!:(
I most likely will!(: I’ve just been really busy lately, but I’ll hopefull be able to update soon!
Part Two to Rebllious
I am so sorry guys! I know I said I’d put this up Friday, but I stayed for a longer period of time with family than I thought I would, and it just slipped my mind after that. All spelling should be good, but I’m too tired to reread it and I wanted to get it up for you guys by tonight. Sorry! Feedback is always welcomed<3
Warning: Don’t read if you don’t like bad language. Thanks!
gahh im so sorry! ive been really busy and im just soooo sorry-i know i said id have the Zayn story up friday but i got busy but ill post it and then unplanned, okay? im really sorry):
I unfortunately couldn’t finish it-I got about one POV section done, and it’s from your POV. I’ll try to get the rest up
tomorrow wednesday thurday. Sorry guys-I have cheer and then I’m heading to see my grandma tomorrow and then wednesday I’m busy at the happiest place on earth with family. but if i can I’ll get it up to you thurday night or friday night(:
here ya go-a small snippet from a random point in your POV:
A dark, black quiff stands atop his masculine face, a streak of blonde coursing through it till it reaches the tip. His eyes from far away aren’t the amber I first saw but instead a deep, dark, almost-black color, huge and framed by dark lashes. His lips are plump and pink, standing out against his olive toned skin color, but not so badly that it looks like he’s wearing makeup. He has a strong build, and it’s obvious that under his tee he has muscles. Big ones.
“Um, are you okay? Or are you just going to stand there staring at me all day?”
My thoughts are snapped away by his velvety voice, and I look up at a smirking guy who seems to be way too cocky for words. Which is a turnoff for me. Nonetheless, I blush, trying to get up while gathering all my books. But I don’t need to worry about that. Why? Because the guy simply lifts me up with one arm before picking up my books for me, holding them in his large hands.
“So, um, I’m Zayn. Zayn Malik. I’m really sorry for knocking you over.” He pauses, biting his lip, making me bite mine. “Um, do I know you? I mean, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here, and I’ve been going here since freshman year….” He trails off, gaze on me. I’m about to speak when the warning bell goes off.
“Um, I’d love to stay and chat, but I have a class to catch. But, uh, my name’s _______ and you haven’t seen me around here because I just moved over the summer.” I take my books from his arms and start rushing to find my class, calling out a last good bye to Zayn on my way. I faintly hear him call his own good bye as I turn the hallway corner, searching for my class.
PS: this is an unedited version and I’ll most likely add and change some things to the final draft.