I was with Zayn - walking down the streets in a very angry manner. Why was I angry? I was angry because ZAYN GOT ME SACKED.....or rather MADE ME LOSE THE JOB I WAS MEANT TO GET. He was walking with me on my way home, sipping smoothie. Boiling up with anger, I stopped him.

"Ok Mister Zayn Park. You got me removed from my job on my first day by kidnapping me and wasting my time. What are you doing about it. SIPPING SMOOTHIE!!!" I shouted. He belched very loudly and scoffed.

"It's not my fault. You didn't run fast enough." he shrugged and proceeded in his sipping. I snatched his smoothie and crushed it.

"Why-didn't-you-just teleport me there or something?" I asked, gritting my teeth.

"You didn't ask." he said as if he didn't care and made another cup of smoothie appear in his hands. I didn't blame the guy. When you've got magic, you've got to use it. It was fair enough that he said I didn't ask. It's just that he's a demon.

"Even if I asked, would you have done it?" I complained. He pretended as if he was seriously thinking about and touched my shoulders.

"No." he said smiling, gave me his empty cup then continued to walk. I there the cup on the floor and just when I thought I was free, a security officer called me back and pointed at the cup on the floor.

"Are you Bethany Halloway? The model?" the officer asked me with an intimidating expression.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Nobody is above the law. Pick the cup." the officer ordered me. I closed my eyes, trying to calm down for a second.

"It's not even mine. It's his." I said, pointing at Zayn.

"But you threw it " the officer said.

"LISTEN TO THE OFFICER BETH" Zayn shouted and laughed, still walking away. I picked it up but, not without cursing at Zayn.

'What a prick' I said in my head.

     When we arrived at my home, we entered my room. Zayn jumped on my bed and looked around.

"So this is your.... mansion" he said but the way he said 'mansion' was epic.

"Yes. Do you like it?" I asked him. I honestly didn't know why I really wanted him to like it. He made a magnifying glass appear on his hand and studied the room.

'What?' I said in my mind. What was the point of the magnifying glass?

"I like it." he said. I sat on the bed and felt a shock again. I gasped and jumped out of the bed. He turned to me and raised a brow.

"Are you fine?" he asked me.

"Do you really care?" I asked with a low voice. I really wanted to know if he felt sincerely bothered. He smiled with his suprisingly pure, white teeth and shook his head. I was not surprised. He looked over to my table and saw the seven books of Dark Hour. I felt the urge to do something. I wanted to run and snatch the books off the table but all I could do was stand and watch him approach the table while he looked at the books one by one. He opened them and smiled like someone reliving memories. I walked up to him and looked at what he smiling at. It was a picture of him.

"I burnt this jacket." he said. I blinked in disbelief.

"Why? It was cool." I asked him.

"I noticed Sketcher put a tracking device in it." he said. Sketcher was one of his worst enemies until he burnt - in hell. He tossed the book up in the air and I ran to catch it.

"HEY!!!" I commanded his attention but he completely ignored me.

"If you are going to be staying at my house, rule number one, no tossing THINGS AROUND!!!" I scolded.

"Mama is giving me rules. What's next? Are you going to ground me?" he said mimicking a child's voice. Maybe I did sound like a mother who was scolding her son. I was done with him. I ran towards him, thinking I was Supergirl and I was prepared to knock his head but, I forgot he could perform magic. He clapped three times and unfortunately, I flew up to the ceiling. I screamed in frustration but something told me he was enjoying every bit of it because, he got up and started to dance 'whip and naenae'. By the way, he's a good dancer and I wasn't surprised. Dark hour clearly explained that he was good at everything. In the book, after he defeated Mally Kenney, he did a victory dance. Mally Kenney was his cousin who stole his magical knife. Don't even get me started on that pitiful story.

"ZAYN, PUT ME DOWN BEFORE ALL THE BLOOD FLOWS TO MY HEAD." I shouted.

"You're not hanging upside down." he said and started to dance a popular dance called 'floss'.

"Alright. You're a good dancer. Now, PUT ME DOWN!!!" I ordered him. His eyes turned bright red while he looked at me with a mischievous eye.

"G - gently. P - put me down gently." I said nicely. I had to nice because he had the upper hand. His eyes turned back to normal and I found myself safely back to the floor. Zayn's eyes turn bright-red when he wants to do something mischievous but, not in a devilish way. His eyes turn dark-red when he wants to do something evil, devilish and demonic.

"You should not bully me with your magic" I said.

"I'm just having fun". he said like a child.

"Well, use your magic and get yourself some figurines if you want to have fun. I'm not a toy " I said and turned to walk away. As I was walking, he used his magic to give me a wedgie. I closed my eyes. Trust me, I felt a lot of pain but I took it in. I almost screamed but I did not want to do it at the front of Zayn. My eyes were watery and all I could do was rub my butt. I cleared my throat and slowly walked away.
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It was night and I was coming back from the toilet. I just finished bathing so I took my pyjamas in with me to dress up. When I came out, I saw Zayn sitting on the bed and looking at me with intense eyes. The whole scene looked looked like he had been waiting for me. My adrenaline forgot how to work. I was just holding my phone and looking at him with a blank expression. I cleared my throat and looked up.

"By the way, my assistant just called and told me that another company would like to hire me to model their products. Don't blow this chance for me." I said and went to drag a foam towards the bed.

"I'm sleeping on the floor." I said. When I was about to lie down, I suddenly flew to bed. The speed at which I moved made my heart skip. Zayn had used magic to put me on the bed.

"Z -Zayn? Why?" I asked in shock and sat up. He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"You dirty minded girl. I thought beds were meant to have pillows." he said.

"My cleaner took it for washing." I said.

"Hm. Well, I sleep faster with pillows. Actually, hugging pillows." he said looking engrossed in what he was saying. He sounded and looked so cute. Who would expect a demon guy would be hugging a pillow to sleep. What?

"So?" I asked him

"So....." he said looking straight at my eyes.

"Are you saying...." I said but he pulled me down to the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"Ah...um...Z - Zayn...." I said trying to pull his hands off but he didn't allow it to happen. He wasn't squeezing me. I didn't know what was wrong with me or him.

"Zayn, i-" I said but he covered my mouth.

"You're meant to be sleeping." he said. I felt a spark in my chest.

You've completed the second chapter. Things are starting to heat up really quickly. Please look forward to the third part. It's coming in two days. Enjoy your day little angels💖 Lol. Will Beth be able to sleep?