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3: The art of getting lost

Ello lovelies, I suggest you listen to these songs whilst reading this chapter (3: The art of getting lost)

Samson - Regina Spektor

Passenger Seat - Stephen Speaks

Perfect - Simple Plan

This is the third chapter, I hope you guys love this one. X

"I told you not to do it!" I frantically told Eleanor who was looking at me with her puppy dog eyes.

Both of us were phasing back and forth, not knowing what to do next. Louis messaged her that Zayn agreed to meet up with me.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally told Louis and he was happy with my idea. And you'll love the time with him. It's just one time Wendy" she told me.

It's been a month, I thought she'll forget about it. But boy, I was wrong. She already raid my closet and apparently, she found some amazing stuffs inside it. "Don't worry! Zayn knows we're setting you two up so there's nothing to worry" she told me, but her voice was muffled. What!?

"You told him? Why would you do that?" I screamed, so she can hear me. I hear her laughing again, there was never a day that I didn't hear her laughing.

"Gah, you'll have fun I promise. Now go, get dressed. They will be here in about an hour" this girl is full of surprises. How can she do that?

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"I don't know how to drive. I'm sorry, and Louis drove me on the way here. I am so sorry, I really am" he told me. I waved my hand and told him that it's nothing. How can he not drive? I mean, he will cool if he drove a car. What am I saying?

"They say bad decisions make a good story. Wanna go make a good story?" he told me. Both of us laughed at his statement, it is true what Eleanor said, Zayn is a man of his words.

"What should we do then? Because I am planning to play 20 questions with you, but your idea was much better than mine"

He instructed me to go to a town in England that I'm not really familiar with. Turns out, he just googled this place and he's not familiar with it as well. I never planned on making a bad decision, as I have told myself that I don't want to be a failure. But it is true what he said, bad decisions make a good story.

I don't even want to hear what Alice would say to me when she finds out that I went to an unfamiliar place.

After our little journey on our way out of Manchester, We played 20 questions and we asked the silliest things anyone could ever think of. Every after momentum he will say something amazing that I am dying to write on my journal right now. If only I can give him my journal and write everything he's saying. Why can't I be like that though?

"What should our bad decision be?" I asked him. He removed his heavy coat and he puts it on the boot of the car. "It's snowing, and you're aware of that right?" I told him. "Live up a little will you? Embrace the cold, bitter air and let's make some memories" he told me before he pulled my coat out of me.

"It's cold you know?" I shivered as the wind blew harder than it ever was before. He just laughed at me, and I can't help it, but I admire his smiling face so much, with his tongue stucked between his teeth. I can't actually explain it, but I really really admire it. "what are we going to do next?" I asked him, trying to control myself from shaking. "There's a shawarma place just on the next block, see? Let's go and try some" he said to me.

I haven't eaten a shawarma in my whole life,  I don't even know what a shawarma is. I let him know that I have no idea what it is so he explained to me what shawarma is, I never laughed like that in my whole life. Because he was demonstrating me how to eat it, as if I'm a five year old girl.