*********************Chapter 2**************
Sorry it took my so long to update. So much stuff has been going on with my family. But my oldest brother is engaged & I'm a bridesmaid ! Yay:D
Taylor's P.O.V.
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I couldn't sleep very well. I was too scared of what would happen with Zayn the next day, and worried about what to wear. I got out of bed around 7:30 am the next day.
As I woke, my phone dinged with yet another twitter notification. Ever since Zayn mentioned me, my phone has been blowing up with hate mail, but there were a few nice ones in there every now and then. This one was from Zayn saying he'd be landing in Houston in about 3 hours. "Great!" I thought. I got out of my king size tempurpedic bed to take a shower so I'd be freshly clean. After I got out of the shower, I put on my robe to go find something to wear today.
I couldn't find anything I liked, so I borrowed something from Alexis. I ended up wearing dark skinnies, a red lace long sleeve shirt, white Chuck Taylors, and curled my hair loosely. I applied eyeliner, mascara, and a bit of light red lipstick. There, perfect.
I told my aunt I was going out, grabbed my keys, and drove to the airport to wait for Zayn to arrive. I sat in the waiting area, fidgeting with my fingers. "I'm so nervous!!," I said.
"Flight 206 from London, England has landed. Flight 206.", the lady over the intercom said.
'OhMyGosh ! That's Zayn's flight!' I thought aloud, just as he stepped into the room. He came up to me saying "You're Taylor Sanders, correct?" "Y-Yes", I stuttered. "Great! I'm Zayn, but you probably already knew that." He said with a smile. I couldn't think of anything interesting to say in reply to that, so I asked if he wanted to come back to my house or if he was going to get a hotel room. He replied, "I'll just come to your place, if that would be okay with you?"
Of course I wanted Zayn Malik to stay in MY house! I didn't think I could form a normal sentence without making a fool of myself, so I just said "Sure, that's fine."
Zayn went to pick up his bags from the baggage claim, then we went to the parking lot and got into my car. There was nothing to talk about, so I turned on the radio. The first song that came on was 'Little Things' by One Direction. I started singing along to it, not realizing I was singing in front of Zayn. He looked over at me, smiled, and he began singing too. When it came to Liam's part, I began singing out the lyrics very loud, because I'm a Ziam girl, but I couldn't admit that to Zayn.
When the song ended, he said to me "Taylor, I don't know you well, but, like most girls are, you're probably insecure about yourself, but you have no reason to be. You're absolutely beautiful babe." I was so astounded when he said those words to me. I cheeks started turning red and Zayn just giggled at me. We arrived back at my house, and Zayn and I went in so I could introduce him to my aunt Nicole.
"Mom! I'm home! I have someone I want you to meet! He's sorta famous though!" I hollered to her. She came rushing downstairs to meet Zayn. "Hello, I'm Zayn Malik, one-fifth of One Direction. Nice to meet you, Mrs.--. I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know your last name." "Oh hun, that's fine. My last time is Sanders, just like Taylor. I married her dads brother, so I have the same last name as her." My aunt replied. "Mom, do you mind if Zayn stays here? I don't want him to have to be at a hotel getting mobbed by fans." I asked. Aunt Nicole said it was fine, so Zayn and I went upstairs to my room. "Oh shit..." I muttered when we went into my room. I totally forgot I had posters of One Direction all over my room, had their cut outs, and my bedspread has them on it. Oops! "Well... Glad to know you're such a fan of the lads and I, Taylor. It is kind of odd to be sleeping on my best mates' and I's faces though. Wait, this is where I'm sleeping, correct?" Zayn said as we entered the room. I didn't know if he wanted to sleep in the same bed as I, so I simply replied by telling him he could sleep anywhere he would like. He answered that with "I don't want you to have to go through any trouble of having me sleep elsewhere, so I'll sleep with you tonight."
It was about 7:30pm and my aunt hasn't made any supper, so we all decided to go out for dinner. Nicole really wanted to get to know Zayn, even though I've already told her everything about the boys. We went to Katz's Deli in downtown Houston. All I ordered was a salad, same with mom. Zayn, on the other hand, ordered a huge sub, salad, and cheesecake. I guess British boys can eat A LOT. After dinner, we went home and got into bed. Zayn and I stayed up until around 2am talking and getting to know each other. I learned a lot about Zayn. The media changed him so much. He is totally different in person. That night I fell into a deep sleep in Zayn's arms, and it was absolutely perfect. I could get used to this.
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