Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter forty-five - Food Buddies!

Zayn's POV

"And this is where I drink my coffee every morning" she was guiding me through her University and I was just screenshotting the places. These pics would help me with my plan... "And the lacrosse field is over there." She pointed a further place out. "The rest interesting places are out campus." She continued "The best hamburgers around, I always go to Edzo's with Max" She smiled showing her teeth. "And there's also this amazing sushi restaurant around."

"We should go sometime. I love sushi" I gave her a sympathetic smile. I did love sushi.

"I also do love it! It's one of my favorite foods. Although I would go for something less sophisticated most of the time. I love chicken. All kinds of chicken. All forms of chicken" She declared and I opened my mouth.

"Chicken's my favorite food." I confessed and she gasped.

"Food buddies!" She screamed and I cracked out. "Anyways" She sat on a bench. "I love this spot. It's probably my favorite spot in the University. You can see the lake and it seems as if it was another world"

"I wish I could see it with you" I spoke quietly.

"You can" She smiled again and sat on the ground, facing backwards to the lake.

"But in that way you won't see it" I laughed.

"I have a better view, darling" She said and I blushed. What did she even mean?

"So, I listened to country music" I told her and she opened her eyes.

"Really?" She didn't believe it.

"Yes. I listened to Luke Bryan" I tried to remember "Drunk on You, Play it Again, Crash my Party. I actually bought all of his albums on iTunes"

"Awww babe" She responded.

"I also listened to Tattoo" I kept going "And I now can also say that your name would be a good tattoo."a

I had done my homework. I had listened to country music, so that I had more to talk about with Astrid.

"So, what did you think of Country?" She asked.

"It wasn't half as bad" I mocked her. "I mean that I really liked it. It's exactly the meaning of not judging a book by its cover"

"You're right, Mr. Malik" She smiled again "I'm glad that you liked it"

I like you.

"I think that we should have a song for us" I said randomly.

"What do you mean" She chuckled.

"I mean, I listen to country now, so we could choose a song that defines who we are"

"Any song in mind?" She responded thoughtfully.

"Not really" I lied. I did have a thousand songs in mind, but it wasn't the time to confess that.

"I guess that with time, we'll find songs that define us perfectly." She smiled cheerfully.

"I guess so" I looked at her. She looked perfect.

Peaceful silence. We only stared at each other.

"So, did you talk to your parents about LA?" I finally asked.

"Not really" She made a weird gesture. "Things home aren't really well. My parents are overwhelmed with work and we haven't talked in ages"  

"Oh"

"I'll tell them, Zayn. I really wanna be with you" She spoke clearly. She was saying the truth.

"And I wanna see you, love".