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Stealing Every Piece of Your Heart: Chapter 5

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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?

A/N: Sorry its taken me forever to update life got in the way. but to say sorry here is 3k+ words :) xx

I jolted awake as music suddenly blasted out of my alarm clock on my bed side cabinet, signalling it was time to wake up. Mondays were always hard and it took an extreme amount of effort to get out of bed. What I wouldn’t give to spend the entire day snuggled up in my bed with a good book.

I struggled my way through my morning routine and managed to make it to university early enough to grab a coffee before my first class of the week. Sure, I was really excited for my career to get underway and I understood that I needed to learn how to do so first but did people really expect me to learn and absorb information this early.

Looking at my watch as I walked through the campus’ Starbucks, I groaned realising it was 8am and I had half an hour to get to my class that was luckily only a 5 minute walk from my current location. I ordered my usual, a strong white cappuccino with extra froth and chocolate sprinkles and two sugars.

“Good morning Taylor” a sing song voice greeted me as I waited eagerly for my daily caffeine wakeup call. That voice could only belong to one person, my new friend Becky.

Becky was a pretty girl, incredibly academic, and blonde hair that reached the middle of her back. She was always unusually happy in the mornings for a uni student, a thought that always baffled me.

“Hiya, Becky” I muttered as I grabbed my completed order.

“The sun is shining it’s a lovely day, Tay. Hehe that rhymed.” I shot her a glare that said back on track. “So, I was thinking lets go sit on the grassy common area until class starts today! Why waste such beautiful weather?”

I just nodded my head while sipping my coffee and followed her out into the large gardens shared by the student body. I plonked down and watched amazed at how daintily she lowered herself to the ground.

“How the hell are you always so cheerful and dainty at 8am in the morning? This time of day shouldn’t even exist!” I questioned aloud, earning a shrug as my response. Suddenly a person sized shadow appeared from behind us then as I turned to look Lucas one of the few guys in our photography course plonked down and joined us. He was also toting a coffee cup and didn’t look any more awake than I did with his black shoulder length mop spilling out from under his beanie.

We all walked to class together to endure the hour of enlightenment but decided on my four hour Monday break to head to the local mall that was only a few minutes’ drive from campus.

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I pulled into a parking space with the excited chatter of my friends bombarding my ears but not really doing a good job at disturbing my thoughts. My mind was stuck on one thing. Well, one person: Zayn Malik. This was the very mall where we had met at a signing a few days earlier.

We haven’t spoken in two days. He probably forgot about me. I’m glad I didn’t get my hopes up. He is sexy, mysterious, caring, deep, famous and has millions of fans worldwide. I could literally go on describing him all day from the few short days where I got to know him but I won’t, it’ll just drive me insane. I am now just another face in the crowd to him. He probably even referred to me as “that girl from the signing”.

Okay! Enough! You are going to go shopping with Becky and Lucas and be your usual happy, charming self. You are not going to think about Z-that certain popstar and you are going to have FUN! Yes, real laughter and a real smile.

AfterI managed to psych myself up I got out of the car and the three of us headed into the shopping complex. I gathered up all my thoughts about said popstar and filed them in the depths of my mind. Nobody knew about my bush with him so that would at least make the next few hours bearable.

After spending a few hours goofing around and trying on silly outfits. We decided to head towards the food section of the complex. I sat in the middle between Lucas and becky and grabbed a menu, suddenly feeling starving. I began to read through all the mouth-watering burgers and various other meals. I decided on a barbeque bacon burger with large fries and a chocolate milkshake, after hearing me almost salivate over the words, both decided that sounded like a “right good meal” and Becky headed over to the counter to order.

After Becky had scurried off my phone began to vibrate against the table. I opened the new text message and all my progress at removing Mr. Pop Star from my mind dissolved as I read the words “1 New text message from: Zayn Malik” flashing on my screen.

I leaned back into my chair getting comfortable while Lucas and I people watched making the two of us laugh hysterically at some points. Becky returned with our drinks and Lucas dipped his finger in the frothy bubbles at the top and then brought his dripping finger onto my nose.

“So, T, When is your birthday?” Becky asked before Lucas and I could get into a full scale food fight.

I unlocked my phone to check the date and my jaw dropped. “Um, actually, er… Friday” I replied with a nervous giggle.

Lucas and Becky suddenly perked up and began to chat at me. I think I heard a few parts that sounded like “what”, “oh my god”, “really” and “how could you forget your own birthday?”. I just shrugged, time really had gotten away from me and I was completely focused on the move and settling into my new home to be preoccupied thinking about my upcoming 18th.

------ FRIDAY MORNING -----

I woke suddenly to my phone vibrating beneath my pillow where I had stashed it after a late night texting conversation with a certain popstar. It turn out he really hadn’t forgotten me, which brought a small smile to my face.

-buzz buzz-

Groaning, I accepted the call without even looking at the caller ID, assuming that it was my mother who would have left early from work ringing to wish me a happy birthday.

“yes?” I sighed into the receiver

“HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYY” Screamed the voices of my two closest friends Becky and Lucas.

“Okay, thanks! I think I’m awake now” I laughed.

“We are taking you out for dinner tonight. Dress fancy, we are going somewhere NOICE!” Becky said trying to use her best Aussie accent on the nice. Those two just loved how my voice sounded so “smooth and yummy” as Lucas puts it.

“I don’t talk like that. Do we have to? Can’t we stay in, rent a movie, get an ice-cream cake?” I whined.

“No. WE. Are. Taking. YOU. Out!” she said making sure to really stress the gap between words. “Be ready at Six!” she squealed before she hung up.

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I sat on our plush couch fiddling with the hem of my grey sweater dress while waiting rather impatiently for Becky and Lucas to arrive. I know I had said that I was not all too thrilled about celebrating the fact I was now a legal adult in the eyes of the world but my friend’s enthusiasm was infectious as a yawn. Tapping the home button on my phone for the fifteenth time I sighed reading 6.30pm.

Feeling disappointed and lonely I slowly rose from the couch intending to go and throw on some comfy pj’s and crash on the couch watching rom coms with a warm cup of tea when a loud sound came from the front door.

“TAYLOOOOOORRRRRRRRR!” I hear my friends scream. Laughing I opened the door and grabbed my phone and clutch from the couch I strutted out the door to my giggling friends.

Lucas’ eyes slowly made their way from my long brown hair that was straight and resting on the shoulders of my dress, skittering over my dress and lingering over the black leggings clinging tightly to my toned calf muscles that seemed to be accentuated by my black 6inch wedges.

Becky practically tackled me into a hug wishing me a happy birthday, clearly the 6 texts, and the tweet didn’t get through to me. I laughed as she let go and we jumped into her car. Lucas plugged in my iPod and suddenly “Chasing the Sun” by The Wanted blasted out of Becky’s expensive speaker system and the three of us sang at the top of our lungs.

The thirty minute drive to the restraint was much the same with the playlist going through everything. We danced crazily when “Call Me Maybe” stated playing and rapped all of Labrinth and Tinie Tempah’s “Earthquake”. As Becky announced we were five minutes from the place “Shut Up and Kiss Me”, Reece Mastin’s new single blared and I started Sang along really loud. Becky and Lucas just head bopped along throughout the verses and by the second chorus they sang the choruses with me. Now seeing Lucas air drum the verses and air guitar the guitar solo without ever hearing the song before was hilarious! As soon as Reece’s smooth Aussie accent faded out ending the song Becky paused the music for a moment. “Who is he? What is that song? Why is it so catchy? Where is he from, Australia? Why haven’t I heard of him before” she said excitedly.

Shrugging and smiling I answered “He is Reece Mastin. That is his latest song “Shut Up and Kiss Me” it was released just as I left Aus. Maybe it’s so catchy because of his irresistible voice. Yes he is Aussie like me and you probably haven’t heard of him but I have. He won X Factor in Australia a few years ago. I guess there are a few musicians I like from X Factor.”

She resumed the music and One Thing came on and we finished our sing-a-long just as we pulled into the car park. I jumped out of the backseat and the three of us linked elbows and walked inside of the building to the waiter’s podium thing. We were taken to our table and sat excitedly chatting about the interior design of the restaurant.

It looked classy and was clearly very popular with people our age. Judging from the happy expressions and from the cheerful chatter of the other patron surrounding us, it seemed like they were enjoying it too. We all ordered our dinners and a glass of champagne each. While waiting for our dinner I received a text from Zayn.

Suddenly the restaurants happy chatter quieted into excited murmurs. Looking around I saw the top of a raven black quiff duck into a booth down the back followed by a mop of curly hair. I glanced down at my phone hitting reply.

Oh no! This can’t be happening.

<What’s that supposed to me T?>

I had zoned out completely focused on my phone when Lucas voice suddenly broke through the haze. “Taylor, are you alright” he whispered in my ear.

“Um, yeah, I’m fine. A friend is here and well um they don’t know we are in the same restaurant” I replied nervously. Why did I reply nervously? I just hope they don’t ask who.

The shutter sound of a phone rang out and I looked around spotting Becky with an evil smirk. Becky tapped at her phone for a second and mine vibrated. I opened it to a twitter notification

<@GottaBeBecky: Aw! Cute dinner with these two. Happy Birthday @taylorbenson xx :) –twitpic->

The photo Lucas whispering into my ear both of us grinning. In the background you could see the feature wall that was a waterfall with led lights illuminating “Molto delizioso” on the wall behind the water.

<@taylorbenson: Thanks. Hope its Molto deliziosoRT @GottaBeBecky: Aw! Cute dinner with these two. Happy Birthday @taylorbenson xx :) –twitpic->

A few seconds later a loud choking sound came from the back corner of the restaurant where One Direction where sitting. “Zayyyyyynnnnnnnn” an Irish lilt whined “can’t you drink your coke? I don’t wish to wear it”.

< You’re here? >

I peeked over Lucas shoulder tryinbe discreet while he and Becky where chatting about some people I didn’t know. I saw the quiff rise up slowly followed by a pair of mysterious brown eyes which appeared to be searching for my blue ones.

My phone buzzed twice times then.

<@zaynmalik: I must be more careful what I wish for! I’m a lucky man. Xx :)>

<SPOTTED! Please can I come wish you a happy birthday?>

I quickly replied while Becky and Lucas where distracted.

< Stalking my twitter. Classy. I wish you could. My friends don’t know we are… um… I know you :(>

< Be Careful what you wish for.>

I heard the noise at Zayn’s table rise a little as he shouted “OI Lou! Give me back my phone”. Then Harry shouting something like “SHE’S HERE?! WHO IS HE!”

Becky, Lucas and I ate our meal between running a commentary on what other people here where wearing and craxking silly jokes that made us laugh so loud we got more than a few funny glances. At one stage I was laughing so hard I had to grab onto Lucas’ broad, masculine shoulder so I wouldn’t fall off my chair as I doubled over laughing. My phone vibrated again and I ignored it, friends too much.

We had finished our chocolate cake dessert and decided that the restaurant did definitely deserve its title of very delicious we paid the bill and linked arms walking out. Lucas turned to us cracking another joke. We stopped for a second laughing. I took a deep calming breath and looked at him and managed to choke out a “give it a break” between the giggles still slipping from my lips.

I was a bit giddy from the feeling of so much joy, high on life as some people say and maybe a little buzzed from the champagne when I suddenly started strutting back to the car singing.

“The day I first met you You told me you'd never fall in love But now that I get you I know fear is what it really was Now here we are So close yet so far Haven't I passed the test”

I spun around to face Lucas and Becky closing my eyes. They were filming me and I hadn’t realised but I didn’t care and I belted out the next line clenching my fists dramatically as I continued to walk backwards.

“When will you realise, Baby, I’m not like the rest”

I crashed into someone and felt strong arms wrap around my waist to prevent me from falling on my face. My eyes shot open to see Becky and Lucas’ faces in showing a mixture between shock and excitement. Then I heard his voice whisper in my ear “Happy birthday babe! I’m gonna loosen my grip okay? Play along.”

I whispered a breathless “Zayn” and spun around to face him, slower this time.

“Hey love, how’s it going? I’m Zayn and I bet you know those other losers over there” he said loud enough for our friends to hear.

“Um, hi. I’m Taylor, that is Becky and that’s Lucas” I said trying to sound as casual as possible.

“Hey” they both said coming to stand next to me. Zayn kept one hand on my waist in a supportive manor.

“What are you guys up to?” Niall asked coming to stand next to Zayn.

“We are out celebrating T’s birthday” Becky said excitedly.

“Weren’t you at the signing last week?” Louis said joining the conversation nudging Zayn conspicuously, sending me a huge grin.

“Ah, yeah I was” I replied smiling.

“Well, Lucas is it? Would you be able to take a photo of Becky, Taylor and One Direction” Zayn asked politely handing over his unlocked phone.

“That’s gonna make her birthday! Sure!” he said as we huddled together.

We first took a photo of Becky, the lads and I. Then just one of Becky and the Lads (Zayn reluctantly let me go with an adorable pout). Then the boys and I, Zayn had his arm wrapped around waist and at the last second turned to peck my cheek. Becky let out an excited squeal and demanded that we take another one smiling for good measure. Looking at the photo later, I realised we are all absolutely beaming and Zayn and I both had a light blush on our cheeks.

We said goodbye to the boys after a few minutes of chatting and we got in the car and Lucas plugged my iPhone back into the speakers before putting thee car in gear and we started singing along to Lego House. It was 5 minutes after leaving and we were singing “Tonight is The Night” when my world started to go slow motion.

The music dimmed.

My phone made the message alert tone.

Becky looked down and gasped reading the message preview.

She unlocked my phone.

The music faded in again.

She read my message.

Becky turned to face me jaw confused.

I leant over her shoulder to read my message.

The screen noted I was mentioned in tweet from @zaynmalik. Oh shit!

<@zaynmalik: @taylorbenson wish granted! Happy Birthday -twitpic->

Attached was the first photo of the boys and I, the one where Zayn had kissed me.

I quickly pulled my phone from her grasp into the back seat where she couldn’t read over my shoulder.

“OH MY GOD TAYLOR! Zayn Malik from One Direction tweeted you!” she squealed delightedly. Then suddenly her face turned confused. “But how did he get your twitter name. I was with you the whole time you two were talking and you didn’t mention it” she questioned.

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