Undignified (Zayn Malik)

Chapter two

He smiled at me awkwardly so many times that he caught my gaze, he was sweating but he could handle the heavy work so well he was so strong. 

'Zayn would you like some water or anything?' I asked, the work he was doing was awfully tiring I was deeply concerned for him, why would my father allow him to do this without any assistance? I tried not to drool everytime he flexed his biceps when picking up something heavy. 

'I should be serving you Elizabeth, not you serving me,' He said.

'I Insist, i dont want you to faint, it is incredibly hot outside,' I said.

I poured him some ice cold water and he drank it down and I was glad as relief swept through his face, he needed the water. It was a very hot summers day, I could barely handle sitting here in my long skirt and blouse I could barely imagine how hot Zayn was, he was not allowed to wear shorts it was considered improper.

'How old are you Zayn?' I asked as he lifted something. 

'20 years old,' He said with a smile. 

He was a year older than me, penny's age. I don't know why i was happy about this, it wasn't as if i could date him never in a million years it would be more likely that a pig would fly than me dating a multicultral. 

I was embarrased of my sister when me and Zayn could hear her shouting at Waliyah, the poor girl must have been terrified by my mean sister. I could see Zayn was concerned for his sister, Penny was shouting really harshly. Zayn winced at every ear-piercing scream.

The thing was that Waliyah probabaly wasn't doing anything wrong it just was that for my sister everything had to be perfect expecially if her fiance was coming. 

'I'll go upstairs and tell Penny to stop shouting at your poor sister,' I said.

'There's no need we are serving you and your sister she has the right to shout,' Zayn said. 

'I'll go talk to her,' I said, Zayn nodded at me he smiled at me his beautiful smile and I melted inside, he was thankful and I wanted him to like me and I hoped he was starting to. I barged into Penny's room, I saw a very scared Waliyah and a monsterous Penny.

'Sister! What on earth is the matter?' I asked.

'Waliyah here isn't handing me the correct things I need to wear for my date,' Penny said. 

'Of course she isn't she doesn't know where you keep your clothes, she just arrived here today you have to show her, Penny,' I sighed. I gave Waliyah a smile and she smiled back, obviously thankful for my support.

'Leave Elizabeth this doesn't concern you, I need to pick out my clothes,' Penny said.

'Just leave poor Waliyah alone Penny you resemble a rabid cat,' I said, she gasped at my insult, I left before I recieved another insult from my elder sister about how I haven't got a fiance yet and she did. She was older alright but acted like a spoilt child. 

Around 1ish, the house cooled down mostly because Penny left for her date. Waliyah was relieved but it wasn't long before my mother told her to do some cooking. I was so hot inside the house so I decided to go outside and subathe by our paddling pool. 

Zayn was summonded outside to do some gardening in our garden, he would work around me. He smiled at me everytime I looked at me, he wa sso nice to me, it was a nice feeling but I wondered was he only so kind because it was his job? I wondered if he would be as mean as the other white men if it wasn't his job. 

'Elizabeth would you like some lemonade?' He asked

'Zayn that would be lovely,' I smiled. 

I took off my upper top so I was in a mere swimming suit that highlighted my breasts and ass, it was hot enough so I could wear this. The sun was beating down on me so violently. My swimming costume was a typical 1950's swimsuit.

(Picture of swimsuit in media) 

I fanned myself with my book and I saw Zayn walk outside with the lemonade, he stared at me with lust as he walked outside. I was quite suprised at how open he was about staring at me,  i expected him to be suttle but he was staring at me with a '0' face. His eyes bore into mine like a lion hunting its prey. It was as if he had never seen something so maginificiant. 

'Here is your lemonade,' he said he wa sstuttering over his words, his gaze didn't leave my body. If i was Penny i would scold at him for being so disrespectful but i wasn't. 

While he gardened he stared at my body as I sunbathed and I didn't hate his stare, he licked his lips he was staring at me with such intent detail. 

'Hot today isn't it?' I said whil efanning myself, I delibreletly moved my position so my body looked more appealing from his view. 

'Yes...hot,' He said, he could hardly concerntrate on his words, saliva dripped from his irresistable lips as he stared at me. He wiped it off with his thumb and gulped while looking at me. 

He probably didn't realise what he was doing, he was lustful I could see it in his eyes, he still hadn't quit staring, he poured me some lemonade and spilt alot of it he was still bewildered by my swimsuit. I wondered would he dare undress me in his mind? Did I dare imagine what was going on in his mind?

He went back into the kitchen to fetch more ice and i decided to follow him inside, I wanted to tease him furthur. He was sweating, was it purely because of the heat? Or was it also because of me? He noticed me when we were back in the kitchen he stared at me again.

His eyes trailed my body with no shame, no sign of trying to hide his desirable gaze. He licked his lips so tenderly. 

'Here is your ice Elizabeth,' he said putting it into my drink, what was his thinking about my body? did i dare bend over so my cleavage was in his view? I decided not to. 

He carried on staring at me thorughout the whole afternoon, though when Penny came back his thoughts werre interrupted by her chaos, her date had gone terribley and according to her it was all Waliyah's fault. Because in her eyes it was always a multicultrals fault. Even though Waliyah had no connection to the date whatsoever and no connection to the fact that Penny's horrible fiance embarrased her by pointing out her pimple on her forehead. 

When the Malik's were due to return home after their first day at our household, Zayn seemed to snap out of his desirable stare towards me and was too embarrased with himself to even look at me. As they left to get the bus back to their horrible neighbourhood I thought to myself what it would like to be Zayn, it must be a very hard life to continously serve a family, it must be so hard to have hardly any money to live on, have such bad education that he is ignorant and forced to be a servant. I wanted to find out more about Zayn and his life and his family all of wish i longed to know because i had no idea about because I was pretty sure he had a hard life that he had to pretend that he didn't have infront his employers. 

a/n heyyyyy finally updated! so sorry for the awfully long wait! but i hope you enjoy please vote and comment  for this if you like it, it is a romance story so sexiness coming your way :)