Zayn Malik and Bad girl;)

Eye contact!!

Hey guys, how are you all doing? Am so sorry for being inactive, it's just the college work, Thank you for understanding.

                                              Okay, so only 2 minutes left, wow, my heartbeat, it beat faster and faster, I could see myself blushing. There you go one goddamn minute left, man, the feeling, agh, I pretty much sounded like a fangirl.

                                             So here it is the moment where my hormones rushed in my body. There came my middle school crush, THE ZAYN MALIK, my forever crush. There he was in black sleeveless shirt, fuck, how hot he looks, the black shirt had a graffiti print. You see, if you  knew him, you would also know how much obsessed he is with graffiti stuff. You know, my stomach it swirled, there were butterflies in my stomach.

                                            There he came and saw me, or wait, I think am mistaken, because, there were his family members too in the VIP section. Maybe he saw aunt Trisha or Yaser uncle, because they were sitting right behind me. How fool of me to think, he noticed me. Am such a fool, there are more pretty girls than me, he may have come around some, pretty girls in the studio too. So why would he even care about his middle school bestfriend. When I say bestfriend, I mean like the literal bestfriend. He didn't had many guy friends or girl friends as I told you he was a shy kid.

                                             He used to share his day spent in school, because of different interests in subjects our classes were mostly not same. We used to hang out in recess and after school. He also used to tell things about guys and girls of his class. 

                                            So I don't think he saw me. So he gave his introduction and started singing. WOW, he started with pillow talk, his first solo album and it was a hit album. I always imagined him saying his stories to me as he used to. I thought he would, tell me the stories behind his songs. Well, I would be sure they weren't written for me but Oh, the love, peace and satisfaction, you would get from hearing about love from your love. It wouldn't matter whether it was for you or not.

                                         Well there stood my crush, singing, I felt I had some eye contact with him, by some I mean many times, but I was sure it wasn't for me. It was surely for his parents, who were just behind me.

                                     Well, there you go, he finished Pillowtalk. Is he staring me? Is he smirking? oh gosh, pleases I can't maintain eye contact, i wanna maintain it so badly, but that shit (eye contact) is sexy.

Thank you guys for reading. I know this doesn't end with a good suspense , but trust me, i have been writing about the twist, I am not getting much time, so I will not write about it until, I feel like, it's just 1 or 2 chapters away. 

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