Sorry guys, Ive been so busy! I couldnt even update my other book, and Im not even writing to my friends (the original version). Im up to chapter 64 with them:) and to let you guys know, this book will end at chapter 100! so YAYY! Ok, I start school next week (lucky- I know..) so that means I have heaps of time to write this week! So Ill be focusing on this book, I wanna get it to chapter 20, IF I CAN...
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Chapter 8:
Keziah's P.O.V
I couldn't sleep.
at all....
This was impossible-
I unplugged my headphones from my iPod, the One Direction, Take Me Home album was on repeat- it was the only thing that helped me go to sleep. . . but even that wasn't working. . .
I turned around, rolling my eyes onto Loryn and Tash, who were fast asleep, cuddled up onto their pillows, I grunted annoyingly, putting a baggy t-shirt on to cover up my tight singlet.
Slowly taking my steps to the door, making sure Tash and Loryn didn't budge from my steps- eventually I made it to the door, gently creaking it open, and walking outside the hotel room, closing it, and turning around to the front, beginning to walk.
It was so dark, I couldn't see a thing. . . where the hell was I walking?
"OW!" I shrieked, accidentally bumping into someone, squeezing onto my head with pain. I could hear the person reply to me with a rough groan, making me roll my eyes in disgust from the attitude they were giving me, "Who the hell do you think you are?" I moaned, slowly lifting my hand off my head and adjusting back on to the side of my hip.
I still couldn't see a thing-
I slightly tilted my head into the direction they were standing, it was definatley a guy- but who was it?
"I-Im Zayn, do I know you?" He grumbled, turning into another direction. Wait-
WHAT?!
" Um.. uh.. I- Um... Uh..." I stammered, in confusion- was it actually him? "You probably wouldn't recoginise all your fans- would you?" I weakly smiled, shaking, not being able to balance myself properly.
"Hmph... True... Well what is one of my loyal fans doing here- awake? In the middle of the night?" He questioned, rubbing his chin, I just blushed, not knowing what to say in reply.
Why would he care if I was awake or not?
Zayn continued standing there, lifting his eyebrow, waiting for a good answer. . .
"Why are you awake?" I asked, still shaking.
"I asked you first." He said, frowning, crossing his arms.
"Well- I asked you second." I replied, pursing my lips, also crossing my arms.
"Fiesty!" He chuckled.
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Zayn's P.O.V
"Well- I asked you second." she replied, pursing her lips, also crossing her arms.
"Fiesty!" I laughed, trying to think of a good way to give an explanation to why I was awake. "I couldn't sleep and the boys aren't awake. . . so I basically just wanted to explore when I could." I finished.
She just smiled at my answer, "you stole the words out of my mouth- except Im sharing a room with girls. . ." she blushed.
"So- are we gonna finish that walk, or what?" I stated, passing her a cheeky smirk.
She nodded her head and began walking beside me.
"Your name?" I asked, holding onto the sides of the balcony, making sure I knew where I was going, since it was still a little dark and hard to see clearly.
"Um..Keziah- but you can call me Kez.." she mumbled, walking to the balcony, looking over. "Everything is so beautiful. . ." She smiled, making me laugh.
"Its pitch black- how can you see anything?" I continued laughing.
"I have an imagination..." she giggled, "and plus, its not completley pitch black... it twelve in the morning! The suns starting to come out."
We began to walk again, finishing in silence, "You coming to the concert tomorrow- well today...?" I quickly added, biting my lip, it was the morning-
"Pfft yeah! Its why i'm here!" she smiled.
"Thats good, I may meet you again-" I smiled back.
"Thats if you can realize me in the crowd of a billion fans!... This is my room, nice talking to you Zayn." she winked, entering her room, and gently shutting it closed, leaving me with a big grin on my face.
Luckily-
She was only 4 rooms away from me. . .
She was much more than just a fan. . .
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END OF CHAPTER 8
Authors Note:
I'm doing another one soon:) so don't stress, just keep reading>>>
