Taylor Benson has just moved from Australia to London with her mother. At a One Direction signing she catches the eye of none other than Zayn Malik. What will happen after she gives him her mobile number?
CHAPTER 6.
TAYLOR’S POV
Oh SHIT!! How the hell am I going to cover that one up!?
“Oh, he asked me for it when I met him at the in store signing the other week” I lied. At this point I was completely freaking out. I nearly gave away the fact that I had a thing for Zayn. That was the one thing I didn’t want to happen
“WOW!! Tay, you’re so lucky!!” Becky practically squealed at me from the seat next beside me.
The drive home was still just as crazy. The three of us danced alone to the music that was being blasted through the speakers. I even put Reece Mastin back on since my two British friends enjoyed him so much the first time.
We all decided to go back and watch some movies at my place to calm our evening a bit. After stopping off at the local convenient store to grab our essential snack foods and drinks we finally made our way back to my apartment.
We all barged through my front door and Becky and Lucas headed straight to my sofa without any hesitation. I laughed to myself and went upstairs to get changed into some more comfortable clothes. I sat on my bed for a minute and evaluated my night. It was such a close call tonight and I didn’t know how I was going to react if my two new best friends had found out that I had somewhat of a ‘thing’ with Zayn. I slipped into a pair of grey trackies, threw on my simple black hoodie and finished my outfit with a nice pair of unicorn slippers that my best friend from back home in Australia had given to me right before I left as a going away present.
“Nice unicorns!” Lucas teased as I skipped of the last step, feeling like a ninja.
“Shut up Lucas” I teased back.
Becky had just finished talking on the phone to who I assume was her mum.
“You guys, I have to get going. My parents want me to be at home. Don’t have too much fun without me!” she said collecting her jacket and walking out the door. We said our goodbyes to Becky and made our selves comfortable on the couch.
“What movie should we watch first?” I asked Lucas who was lounging on the couch with his feet up on our newly bought coffee table.
“I dunno, how about a scary one?” he suggested
I got up from my seat and made my way to the kitchen table where the DVD’s were sitting, pushing Lucas’ legs out of my path on my way over and picked up Saw. I had seen it about a hundred times so I knew I would look like a whimp in front of him.
“What about this?” I asked as I held the DVD up in the air.
“Sounds good!” he replied
I had fallen asleep on the couch for what felt like 5 minutes but as my phone vibrated in my back pocket I had realised that I had slept through the entire movie. Checking my phone, I had noticed I had 2 unread messages from Zayn Malik.
10.47pm
<I know I’ve already said this but happy birthday again babe, I really hope you had a great night. X>
11.39pm
<What are you up to for the rest of your night? Want me to come over and we could hang out and watch some movies or something?>
I checked the time. 12.06pm. SHIT. He probably thinking that I’m ignoring him or something.
<Sorry, I fell asleep. I had a great night thanks! Even if we did nearly blow it. I’m just at home relaxing. It’s pretty late, how about another night? X >
I quickly tapped away on the keypad of my iPhone and replied back to Zayn. I looked over at Lucas who had also drifted off to sleep and threw a handful of popcorn in his direction, startling him and making him wake up in an instant.
“Did you wanna watch a less daunting movie?” I questioned Lucas, hoping that he would choose Finding Nemo or something.
He walked over to our DVD cabinet and studied his choices for a while before finally choosing The Lion King, which coincidently happened to be my favourite movie all time. I jumped up and down in my seat like a child while he put the movie into the player, pressed play and came and sat back down next to me. I had managed to stay awake for at least half the movie but I had eventually given up on keeping my eyes open. I was just too tired. Lucas was too judging by the horrid sound that was coming from his mouth. I stopped the movie and curled up to Lucas for comfort.
I guess he’s staying here for the night then. I assumed as I drifted off to sleep.
*Knock, knock, knock*
I jolted up from my spot still half asleep and walked to the front door and opened it to see a glowing Zayn Malik standing in front of me with a beautiful bunch of roses while I looked like a zombie who had been run over a few times.
“Zayn!?” What are you doing here
“Well, I thought I would come round and surprise you and take maybe take you out for breakfast or something, but it looks like you have got other plans” he said peering past me looking over at Lucas who looked just as dead as me.
“Who is it Tay?” Lucas asked from the couch
“It’s no one” I replied. “I can go and get changed if you want” I said, giving my full attention back to Zayn.
“Uhhh, no it’s okay. I uhhh changed my mind. See you later and have fun…. With him” he said with a tone of annoyance and jealousy all mixed together into one. He dropped the bunch of roses into the pot plant that sat by the front door and left in an instant.
What the hell? I thought to myself what did I even do?
** 1 NEW MESSAGE**
From twitter: @zaynmalik: Tell me anything but he’s what your missin’. If he’s the reason I couldn’t see you last night. Spare me what you’re thinkin’ and tell me a lieeeee. :(
I was confused. Did I miss something? Why was he acting so weird? I decided to text him to see if he was okay.
<Hey, what was with you this morning? Did my morning breath scare you away or something? Ahaha anyways, I hope you are okay. Bye T (: x >
I plugged my phone into its charger and went to have a shower. By this time Lucas had already gone home because he said he had too much study to do. That boy, he was always studying. I hopped out of refreshing stream of water and dried myself and made my way to my bedroom to find todays outfit. I decided on a pair of black skinnies and a peach and grey knitted jumper with a long sliver heart necklace to give my outfit its finishing touches. I pulled long brown hair up into a high pony tail allowing the remaining strands of wet hair to dry themselves. I walked over to get my phone and checked my message.
<Oh I’m fine, apart from the fact that you said you couldn’t see me last night because you were ‘relaxing’ on your own when really you were doing whatever with that guy who was in your house this morning>
Wooooaaaaaahhhhh!! Me and Lucas? He thought we did ‘whatever’? WOOOOOWW
I was shocked at Zayn's accusations. I would never go there with Lucas. I mean he is a REALLY attractive bloke but I would never ever in a million years think of anything happening to us. We haven’t even know each other for that long, but I sure as hell know its DEFINATLY long enough to
know that I would never go there. Besides, why does Zayn even care? It’s not like we’re dating each other.
Taylor: <AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA, Lucas? Really? You think we were getting it on last night!? AHAHAHAHHA you’re funny. He’s just a friend from uni, I would never even go there. It’s nice to know you care though!! (: x>
Zayn: <Oh. I’m really sorry babe. It just didn’t look right from my angle. Once again I’m sorry. Z >
Taylor: <It’s okay. But why do you get to decide whether it’s right not? Just wondering.. >
Zayn: < Well, I don’t but it’s just that…….. >
Taylor: <Just that what??>
Zayn didn’t answer my last text message and I was starting to get worried
<JUST THAT WHAAAATTTT!?>
Zayn: <JUST THAT I LIKE YOU OKAY! There I said it. I was jealous and I like you :/ >
Zayn freaking Malik just admitted that he had a crush on my. I had to pinch myself a few times just to confirm that I wasn’t dreaming and after nearly piercing my skin I realised I was well and truly away. I was gobsmacked. I had no idea what to reply with. I sat on my bedroom floor looking at my phone trying to figure out what to say. I paced the hallways, stared at my phone, laid on my bed, went outside, and did some more staring at my phone, more pacing, more staring. About an hour later I had finally built up my courage to reply.
Taylor: <WOW, um okay! It’s funny you say that because I think I kinda, maybe, just a little bit.. like you too :/ >
Zayn: <That’s great babe! So where does that leave us? X (: >
i understand, but its not an annoying cliff hanger because i expected it to be that. some writters leave it at something like how do i explain... sort of like they drop huge hints and then finish. you left it in a good spot intriguing not irritating. (personal opinion)
I sometimes like being annoying. You'll notice that in some of my other chapters. ;)
