Bookshelf (A Zayn Malik Story)

Chapter 3 - Amusement

***2 weeks later***

Zayn: Hey, we're heading out for some coffee and breakfast, you three wanna join?

Ailsa: Yeah, sure.

Zayn: Great, we'll meet at Fabrique in half an hour :)

Ailsa. Okay. 

***

Ailsa: Ladies, Fabrique in half an hour.

Spencer: Can't make it, sorry. Uni lecture. 

Hannah: Sure, who else is coming?

Ailsa: The boys, and you and I.

Hannah: Ooh, fun :D

Ailsa: Drop by my house in 25?

Hannah: Be there in 20.

***

I put my glasses on, as i walked to the bathroom, stumbling slightly every now and then, my sleep-deprived body screaming at me. I took a hot shower, the water relaxing my muscles. Sighing, i reulctantly got out of it five minutes later, and walked to my closet. I smiled to myself as I thought of Zayn, and actually made an effort to pick nice clothes. I pulled on a fitted criss-cross back floral short sleeved white and pink top and blue skinny jeans, and a white Chanel bag my dad had gotten for me. I pulled on my vans and walked to my jewellery stand and picked out the Harry Potter time turner necklace. 

"I'm here!" I heard Hannah call out.

"Coming!" I called, grabbing the book I was currently re-reading, 13 Reasons Why, and dashed out, freezing in front of Hannah. Then I began to laugh. She was wearing the exact same thing as me, except in black. Black jeans, the same top except black and pink, black Vans, a black chanel bag and a Gryffindor crest pendant. Looking at me she began laughing as well. 

"Twinnie!" she giggled as she hugged me and we headed out. 

***

 Hannah parked the jeep and we got out, Hannah pulling down her sunglasses as we linked arms and made our way through the few paps that were standing around the restaurant, no doubt because the guys were here already. 

"Ailsa! Ailsa!" 

"Are you here with One Direction?"

"Ailsa!"

"Smile!"

I pushed open the doorof the restaurant and we walked inside, sighing. We made our way to the reception, a few people recognizing me, but no one saying anything.