Zayn decides he wants to go out in the city one day, but is not in the mood to deal with paparazzi following him everywhere so he decides to have their stylist put a disguise on him. She puts a blond wig on him and gives him colored contacts to make his eyes blue. He looks like a totally different person and no one even recognizes him on the street.
It begins to snow and his hands have gone numb their so cold. He decides to swing by Starbucks and get a hot cup of coffee to warm his hands. Unfortunately, when he opened the door he didn't notice you on the other side so when he opened it he caused you to spill your coffee all over your coat.
"Oh sh!t! I'm sooo sorry!! Here, let me help you!" Zayn said as he rushed to get napkins and wipe off your coat. You laughed and said,
"It's okay! I'm fine, really!"
"At least let me buy you a new one." Zayn said with apologetic eyes.
You smiled at him, unable to resist and replied,
"Alright. If you insist."
After Zayn pays for the coffees and you two are waiting on them he looks at your coat and says,
"Again, I'm really sorry. Now you're all sticky."
You giggle at him and say,
"I don't mind.. I'm (Y/N), by the way."
Zayn quickly extends his hand out to you and says,
"Oh! Terribly sorry! I'm Z...uhm, Zack. Nice to meet you!"
Once your coffees are handed to you, you decide to sit down and talk. The next 3 hours you two talked about your backgrounds, childhoods, most embarrassing moments, dreams, regrets, families, friends, etc. You were having so much fun with someone who, just this morning, was a total stranger.
You look up and see a group of girls walk in who are probably around 12 to 14 years old walking into the shop. They are all dressed head to toe in One Direction merchandise.
"I think they like One Direction..!" You say to Zayn with a smile. He turns around and sees the girls. His body tenses up and his eyes widen. He turns back around and smiles, trying to act calm, and says,
"Yeah, I think you're right! Do you like them?"
You look at Zayn and have somewhat of an embarrassed grin and say,
"Yeah. I'm actually a really big fan..!"
Zayn's tension suddenly fades away and he has a relieved smile when he says,
"Really??"
"Really.!.. I know it's kinda weird, but I.."
You were cut off by Zayn who said,
"It's not weird at all! My sisters are really big fans as well so I'm familiar with the band."
You sigh with relief and thank him for not sticking his nose in the air at you for being a directioner.
Zayn's phone starts to ring and he excuses himself from the table. He comes back a couple minutes later and says that he's needed at home.
"Is everything alright?" You ask feeling concerned.
"Yeah. Everything's good. I just to help with a few chores. Nothing big."
"Oh okay! Yea I better get going, too. It's getting a little late."
"Would you like me to walk you to wherever you need to be?"
You hesitate for a few seconds then smile and nod as you reply,
