BEGINNING.

5-Introductions

Zayn's POV

Niya was cute and a very nice human being, although she had spectacles but she was a beautiful girl both on the inside and outside. But she really was a mystery. As far as I know Indian parents are the most concerned ones. The Indian mothers would never be so peaceful if their daughters are all alone in A BIG CITY LIKE LONDON.

It seemed little weird that first she talked to father then after her mother. One after another. If I was a girl and all alone in London my mother surely would have become desperate to talk to me and she would tell my dad to ask various things while he would have talked to me. But no, In Niya's case this was not happening it was very strange.

I hope that maybe after some time this secret or weird behaviour maybe be revealed to me.

As we about to enter our home, I heard some familiar noises. Those noises were of my best lads. I told Niya to stop and started to listen.

"My Zaynie poo has a girlfriend? How this even possible without letting me know?" Liam shouted. "Yeah, why didn't he even told us?" Niall said. "There must be something serious otherwise he must have told us." Louis said calmly and I love him.

I opened the door and Niya was behind me. "Whoa... Whoa.. Get your fast working thoughts to earth. First of all I am not... I repeat I am not dating anyone. Second- She is Niya Joshi from India and my room partner." I said answering to all their uprising questions.

"Affirmative.. Captain!!" Niall said as in I was giving a command.

"Aye aye... Zaynie poo.. Oh I am sorry captain!!" Said Liam and I gave him a glare.

"Told ya... There was something serious." Said Louis.

"Aren't we forgetting something??" Said Niall looking towards Niya. Her look was totally amusing. She was so shocked to see and believe what she has saw. I had to control my laugh seeing her face.

Niya's POV

They all were looking at me as if they were going to interview me, as if I am applying for a job in their company. They all came closer to me and were all standing in circle facing me. It seemed liked I have murdered someone and they all are the police gathered to ask me questions. They kept looking at me examining my each and every detail. I was so scared that I was about to shout 'I did  nothing. Please believe me I have murdered no one. This was an accident. Oh god, please help. Help!'

But then suddenly, they all started laughing. I was so embarrased. "Oh my god, guys you scared the shit out of her!!" Said Zayn. I had not murdered him but I was about to do so. "Ha ha very funny!!" I said sarcastically.

"Ok.. Ok.. Enough. I am Liam Payne. Zaynie poo's best friend." Said the hazel eyed Liam. He was you very masculine in structure. Very fit. I liked him as he was The best friend of ZAYNIE POO. I AM SORRY... I MEAN ZAYN.

"Hi. I am Niya Joshi. Nice to meet you." I said shaking his hand.

"Hello, me self Niall Horan. Namaste!" Niall said in pure irish accent and the Namaste was in that accent too. He was a total happy-go-lucky boy. Very jolly and full of life. His eyes were Oh my god! Blue, my favourite.

"Oh, Namaste! Nice to meet you Niall." I said joining my hands together.

"Sorry for our looks. But Hi, Niya. I am Louis Tomlinson. Everybody calls me Tommo." Louis said. Zayn said he was the michievious of all the boys. It must been his idea, I guess, scaring me. He also had blue eyes but it was of different shade from Niall's.

"Oh. Its ok, Tommo." I said. "Uhm Zaynie Poo-.." I said that accidentaly. But Zayn was shocked to hear that, not that he hasn't heard it but it was coming from my mouth. Everybody was laughing and Zayn was already giving them murderous glares. "-- I am sorry. I did not call you that on purpose. Its just that it was all in the atmosphere. I am sorry." I said pleadingly.

"Its ok. So what were you saying?" He asked. I was relieved he that he forgived me. "Uhm, you said you have four friends. Where is the fourth one? I would like to me him." I said. "Oh, Harry will be here any soon." Tommo answered for me. "Ok, till then, if you all are not going out, we can make dinner?" I told or rather asked.

"Nah, we are not going anywhere sinced you have arrived tonight. We will give you company so that you are comfortable and plus we did not have anything to do tonight. And wait, you can cook?" Asked Liam.

"Yup, I can cook but only Indian food. Is that ok for you all?" I asked them. I really wanted to cook for them.

"Its food. Oh, c'mon! We are total foodies and hungry too. We love any kind of food as far as it is good to taste. Your food tastes well?" He said. Ya, sure I can make food. My father always praises my food. I am sure he would have not done that to make me happy.

"Ok then, I'll change and then we can get started for dinner. Zayn will you help me?" I asked for permission.

"Me? I would love to!" Zayn willingly obliged.