His blue-grey eyes pierced into mine and he looked both surprised and amused. There was a hint of of a smirk on his face and I noticed his arms tightened around my waist. My heart took off and started beating wildly as I saw the familiar face, the undeniable Greek God-like face, with chiseled cheekbone, a straight nose and eyelashes which looked like they went on forever.
Wait, what the hell was I doing?
“Zayn,” I breathed as we stared at each other, both dumbfounded and both not knowing what to do or say next. He looked around me and I felt like he wanted to say something but was holding it in. Memories of what our last confrontation was like hit me and I pulled back, making him drop his arms and a look of subtle disappointment passed his face. I grabbed his arm and began pulling him;
