Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter twenty-one - Half a Heart

Only half a blue sky

Kinda there but not quite

I'm walking around with just one shoe

I'm half a heart without you

I'm half a man at best,

With half an arrow in my chest

I miss everything we do,

I'm half a heart without you

Niall's POV

Harry and I had been staring at Zayn's pictures with Astrid. We got to the conclusion that yes, she was outstandingly pretty.

To be honest, I did not like Astrid as anything more than a friend. She was really nice and funny, and liked to eat nearly as much as I did, but I would never like her like Zayn did. About Harry, I wasn't that sure. I could tell that he was into her as soon as she stepped into the restaurant in Chicago, but I think to the date that he only wanted a fling or a one-night stand. Zayn was up to something more serious.

"She's really fit, yeah." Harry said after a while.

"But she's Zayn's, mate" I responded.

"Yes, I know" He touched his hair; I could tell that he was annoyed. "He really likes her, and she really likes him. It's like if they were made for each other".

I looked to the ground and Harry continued.

"They're like a love story, you know?" He looked at me.

"I know" I whispered "Wish I could have that" I confessed without even thinking it.

"I wish that too, Niall."

"Wish what?" Liam said softly as he entered the room.

"To find true love." I responded.

"Does Harry want that, forreal?" He joked as he sat down.

Harry looked at the ground.

"Yes, he does." I replied for him and he smiled at me in return.

"I'm sorry, mate." Liam said referring to Harry.

"I'm a human being too" Harry responded trying to joke.

"I know, mate. I'm sorry"

***

Ava's POV

Tri was talking to her cyber quasi boyfriend/ boyband member Zayn Malik while I was tidying my room. I could listen to parts of their conversation and laughed by times. It was obvious that they were head over heels for one another, yet they didn't admit it.

"Anywhere you haven't gone?" I reached to hear that he asked through the webcam.

"Yes?" They were talking about her trips. She had gone practically anywhere. "Africa, Asia and Australia. You can take me anywhere. I actually plan to go to Bora Bora when I reunite enough money." Dude, she was flirting hard.

"Whenever you want, baby, but do you work?" He asked.

"Aha" She kept talking. She was talking about her job and trying to be modest. Pretty, little Tri "I do counseling here at Northwestern."

"Do they pay you for that?" I entered slowly and without making a single noise to Tri's room. She was smiling like an idiot.

"Yes, darling. The university pays me about 20 bucks an hour of my time. It's not much but..." OH HERE COMES MODEST ASTRID TAYLOR AGAIN.

"It's actually amazing" He said softly "It's amazing that you're on your second year and they're paying you while you do what you love".

She giggled awkwardly. I had to say something. These idiots couldn't keep being so ridiculous.

 "Well, it's maybe because she's the best of her class" I interrupted them.

I looked at Tri, she was blushing. I smiled at her and proceeded to place myself in front of the computer, only to see a topless fucking stunning man.

His eyes were shinning.

Jeez, I did know that he was hot, but never imagined that he'd be THIS hot. He was like supermodel hot, like superhero hot. He was like a punk version of a Ken doll.

"Hey, I'm Ava" I saluted him and he stayed quiet for a second. I could tell that he was thinking.

"Hello, I'm Zayn" He finally responded.

"Don't believe what she says" I smiled pointing Astrid. She had to stop underestimating herself. "She is not a mediocre student, she is a straight A girl. Was offered a job here in the campus for being so fucking amazing" I wanted him to know the amazing girl he had in front of his eyes, but judging for his love eyes, I could tell that he already knew it.

"That's amazing, Astrid" She totally ignored me.

"Okay" Tri finally said "Now that you two flirted, you can leave, Ava?"

Jealous Tri? This was a new model of Tri that I had never seen before.

"We weren't flirting" Zayn said desperately. Holy fuck, he was so fucking cute when referring to Astrid. He was like a boyfriend scared for his girlfriend to think that he might be able to fall for someone else. He was so obvious that it was amazingly funny. I giggled and he looked at me with scared eyes.

"Pleasure to meet you, Zayn. I finally got to talk to the famous guy who Astrid can't stop to talk about." I finally spoke breaking the awkward moment.

HHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH

He blushed.

Zayn Malik, the bad boy of the boy band One Direction blushed because I said that my friend talked about him all day.

Dude, he was fallen for her.

 "Pleasure to meet you too, Ava" He said after a moment "Finally got to meet the roommate who makes the best pasta in town." We both laughed. "I mean, my dear one here also talks a lot about you".

My dear oneee! He was a sweetheart.

"Not as nearly as she talks about you, I can assure you" I winked and went away.

I closed myself in my room, since I figured that it wasn't really nice listening to other's conversations. Astrid's counterattack wouldn't happen too later.

***

"AVA MARIE YOUNG" Oh man, there she was.

She practically knocked down my room's door and jumped over me.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING ABOUT?" She asked desperately.

"Was it bad?" I said.

"OF COURSE!"

"Why?" I kept going calmly.

"WELL..."

"Well?" I asked ironically.

"I don't know Av." She calmed down a bit and sat next to me.

"How did the conversation go after I left?" I asked.

"Awkward" She responded.

"What did exactly happen?"

"I don't know" She kept going really nervously.

"Are you ok, Tri?"

"Yes, of course I am" She waived me quickly.

No, she wasn't ok.

"Well, Tri" I started "If you won't tell me, then get off my bed, I wanna sleep. And you should sleep too, so that you can be fresh to talk to your Malik boy tomorrow."

She blushed.

"Now setting all the jokes aside, Tri" I said seriously "When's the wedding?" I joked and she blushed even more.

Those two were definitely gonna make a hella of a love story.