Because she made me believe (ZAYN MALIK)

Girl Almighty

Author's Note
As promised here is a new chapter.Like I always say let me know your views on the story. I really appreciate the feedback.Also wattpad has totally fucked up my spacing for this chapter.Kindly bear the error.
So I am sure everyone has heard the track Girl Almighty from Four. I am particularly obssessed with it for now.if not then do hear it.The audio is attached with the chapter.
Happy reading !!! Xoxo

Allana's POV

“Love you too Dad”, I said while ending the call with my father. My heart lurched at the thought of him being alone in Florida but he had assured me that he wanted to be supporter of my dreams rather than a hurdle in my path. After taking a shower I had spoken to Niall and my father. Niall was elated on hearing that I was joining the Malik’s for lunch and I could mentally picture him pouting since he wouldn’t be able to relish the delicious food.
Straightening my jacket I put my mum’s silver chain around my neck and checked my watch. It was nearly time for me to leave. As I opened my door I saw an impeccably  dressed Tristan waiting outside my room. He was dressed in black skinny jeans and a green polo sweater which brought out the colour of his eyes .If I was not so miffed at him I would have complimented his attire.
He gave me a sheepish smile and thrust a huge chocolate bar in my hand. “Lana I am sorry for being an irrational fool. I blurted out anything which came to my head. Forgive me doll. I am sure Zayn is a great guy and I would like to meet him personally if you let me accompany you for lunch. ” His gray eyes were pleading me and well he had already bribed me so I said what any good friend would say.
“Tell me I am the best and you are honoured to be my friend. Only then I shall forgive you.”
I saw Tristan frowning but a smug smile played across his face. “You are here for short period of time and I want to refrain wasting it on pointless arguments. Literally for that reason I am saying your highness you are the best and I am honored to be your friend.”
I flashed him a smile and hugged him. “Sorry for my outburst too Tristan.”
“It’s alright doll lack of sleep makes all of us cranky.”, he said patting my back.
Exiting the door we settled in his blue Mini Cooper and drove towards Zayn’s house.Apparently the Malik residence was quite famous in the area and Tristan smoothly drove us there without requiring any  specific directions from me.

Zayn’s POV

Sister’s are annoying .Correction sister’s are persistently annoying and intrusively nosy. Convincing my mum that I was partying with old friends last night was a piece of cake. She did scold me for my abrupt exit but didn’t prod much on the topic as she was busy with  preparations for the barbeque.
Doniya on the other hand was behaving like Sherlock Holmes and Waliya partnered her as Watson. “ I have evidence .”, she cried cornering me in the living room. “You were with a girl Zayn.Admit it.” She said crossing her arms and smirking at me.
“ I was not with a girl.”, I blatantly lied back.
“Liar. I have evidence in the form of this text message you send me.”,She said giving Waliya a hi- five.
“Really ? Show me.”, I told her politely and she handed me her phone. True to her words the text message did serve as evidence to her candid declaration.
From Zaynie Poo 4:30 am
I am extremely sorry.I am not drunk.A friend of mine needed help so I am with her.I will see you at home soon.Inform mum.Love you xo
The message specifically pointed out that I was with a girl. Nonetheless I am Zayn Malik. I pressed the delete button and before Doniya could snatch the phone from my hand  ‘The Evidence’ no longer existed.
“No evidence present for you to support your alleged claim of me being with a girl. Case closed.” , I grinned leaving behind my fuming sisters.
My house was filling in with aunt’s , uncles, cousins and friends.I seldom got a chance to spend time with them due to my busy schedule. Whenever I was in town, mum arranged these massive dinners or lunches so that all my relatives and close friends could gather and we could enjoy quality time.
“Zayn beta kaise ho ?”, my aunt Zileh enveloped me in a hug and left a sloppy kiss against my cheek. “You have lost so much weight. Eat healthy food and gain more  muscle on your body.” I nodded my head at her .I swear she should come up with a new catchphrase. She tells me the same thing everytime I meet her. Besides why should I gain more muscle ? I am a singer by profession not a wrestler.
After a few exchanges of hugs, more sloppy kisses by my aunts and pats on the back by my uncles I finally settled down with my best friend Anthony filling each other with updates about our lives.
During the midst of our animated conversation a familiar voice stole my attention and I saw Safaa interacting with the most awaited guest of today’s lunch. Dressed in her patent style with her long locks covering her face was Allana .A heart warming smile danced across her lips  while chatting with Safaa. She was holding a bouquet of white flowers in her hand. Although my guest was most welcome her apparent companion was not.
Tristan was glued to her side his eyes scanning my home. He definitely  was a good looking chap with dirty blonde her, gray eyes and rippling muscles on his biceps. Maybe Aunt Zileh is right , I should eat more and gain some muscle.
“That’s a hottie over there.”, Anthony muttered in my ear pointing towards Allana.
“She is Niall’s cousin and my guest. So be on your best behavior Ant. No funny business.”, I glared at him. Ant was a decent guy who wouldn’t pull any tricks but I was exercising extra caution. I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable.
“Same rules apply to you Malik.”, he retorted backed to me and I flipped him the finger walking towards Allana.
“Welcome to my humble abode Ms. Francis.”, I smiled at her and I swear her black irises shone at the sight of me. Or that’s how I would like to think.
“Thank you for inviting me pretty boy.”, she replied back. “Zayn I would like you meet my friend Tristan Connors . Tristan this is  the oh-so-famous Mr. Zayn Malik.”
Colour rose in my cheeks as Safaa giggled at my description by Allana. Tristan came forward offering me a bro hug which I reluctantly returned.
“Thanks for having me here dude. Your house is sweet.”, he said grinning imphishly.
“Did you taste our house ?” ,Safaa questioned him.
Woah !! My sister spend a few minutes with Allana and she has become a sass master. Tristan was rendered speechless at Safaa’s query but Allana saved him.
“Well, since the residents residing here are complete sweethearts the house is prone to be sweet. What say Safaa ?”
Safaa gazed at her with her wide blue eyes before nodding her head in approval.
“ Did you just call me sweetheart Ms. Francis ?”, I whispered in her ear while giving her a tour of my house. Tristan was lost midway and I couldn’t care less.
“Don’t get ideas Mr. Malik .I mentioned the residents of this household and you are as good as a visitor.”, she said jabbing a finger playfully in my chest.
“ I generally prefer Daisies Ms. Francis but I will accept these flowers you got me. Wouldn’t dream of hurting your feelings would I  ? , I winked at her.
“Don’t flatter yourself too much Mr. Malik. I  bought these Chrysanthemums for your mother.” , she grinned back at me.
Enclosing the space between us she whispered in my ear , “If you don’t dream about hurting my feelings then what do you actually dream about pretty boy.”
Her warm breath fanning my ear momentarily turned me speechless. Interwining our fingers together I squeezed her hand tightly and whispered back , “ You wouldn’t wanna know that now baby.”
If I wasn’t touching her I would’ve never felt the shudder releasing from her body at the choice of my words. Her lips curved in a coquettish grin while her cheeks turned a slight shade of crimson.
Truth be told I had no idea why those words escaped from my mouth. As absurd as it sounds they fitted perfectly in our little moment.
“Introduce us to your new  friend will you Zaynie ?”, Doniya said flanked  with Waliya and Aroosa , my cousins on her sides.
Allana gently released her hand from mine ignoring the goofy smile plastered across Doniya’s face.
“Girls I would like you’ll to meet Allana Francis. She is a dear friend and  also Niall’s cousin sister.” Allana offered them a bright smile which was returned by my sisters who eventually introduced themselves to her and got engaged in a conversation.
This is how I admired seeing her. Vibrant and vivacious. I never wanted to see her broken and shattered like last night. The sight of her sobbing beside her mother’s grave sent chills down my spine. But that was then and this is now. This is how I hoped she would always be.
“You are staring at her.”, Doniya nudged me in my ribs. I broke out of my trance and scowled at my elder sibling. “ No I am not. I am just looking at the painting  on the wall. I am trying to grasp the underlying  meaning of the picture.”
“ Oh yeah.”, Doniya challenged me “Then wipe the drool of your face.”
I glared at her but she didn’t seem perturbed.
“Zayn I would like to meet your mum. Can you kindly take me to her ?.” , Allana requested me .
Willing obliging to her request I lead across the backyard towards the massive shed area built . It could accommodate a crowd of nearly 300 people. There was no way in the middle of winter you could have a barbeque even during the day. British weather has more mood swings than women. However we had our own arrangements which made it possible to conduct it in the shed area. The grilled patios were set in the corners with food being prepared alongwith numerous  tables lined up with drinks and other food items. Seating arrangements were proficient and everyone seem to be having a good time savouring the taste of delicious food and pleasant company.
My mother being the good hostess was ensuring everyone had their plates full and catering to their needs. Considering my family consists of foodies not a lot coaxing is required to make anyone eat.
Interrupting my mother’s conversation with Anthony’s mum I introduced her to Allana. My mother beamed at the sight of her showering her with compliments and embracing her in a warm hug. “ I am so glad you came sunshine.”, my mum smiled at Allana accepting the bouquet of white flowers from her.
“ The pleasure is all mine Mrs. Malik.I must say you have a beautiful house , a little less gorgeous than you though.”, Allana praised my mother.
Mum furiously  blushed at Allana’s compliments . “You are enticing yourself darling. Call me Tricia dear. Make yourself comfortable and let me know if you need anything”
Allana nodded her head. My mother turned towards me and said , “Zayn I want you to take care of two things. Firstly make sure that all your younger cousins including Safaa are here to eat their food and not loitering around hungry. Secondly I want you to get me refills for the juice from the kitchen.”
“Mum that’s too much work. I am on a holiday.” , I whined while my mother gave me a stern look.
“Can I help you out with the chores Mrs. Malik .”,a male voice intruded us.
Tristan was beaming at my mother. He is still here. I thought he left. Dang my luck.
“Tricia this is my friend Tristan Connors .He resides nearby.I hope you don’t mind him tagging with me.”, Allana uttered politely.
“Of course not sunshine. I am glad you invited this young man.It is always good to meet the neighbours.” Tristan took a step kissing the back of my mother’s hand assuring her to help me in my chores.
While my mother returned back to the guests , I was left with Allana and Tristan. “Alright so I will handle my younger cousins and you can help with drink refills . Is that okay with you ?”, I asked him trying to be as polite as possible.
“Sure dude.”, he replied back. I was glad he was helping me out. Perhaps  he is not that bad after all.
“Lana would you like to join me ?”,he said offering his hand to Allana.
Just when I was beginning to like him he ruined it. Bloody blondie.
“ Allana love you are great with kids. I could use your help.”, I said offering her my hand to accept it.
Two can play a game blondie. She is going to choose me. I mentally scoffed at Tristan .
Allana’s expression was perplexed. She kept glancing back and forth between Tristan and me.
“Doll please.You spend a lot of time with Zayn yesterday. Spend some with me today.”, he said pouting. I could see him sneer at me.
Bloody blondie that’s a foul trick to play.He was pulling the sympathy card and I had just one last trick up my sleeve.
“Baby.”, I said blazing my honey eyes into her black orbs. Allana’s expression changed when I addressed her with this endearment. I was now entirely convinced that it was not a mere figment of my imagination but she actually liked it when I called her ‘baby’.
Her hand slowly began to move towards mine and  as I was about to wrap my fingers against hers we were interrupted by Waliya .
“Allana come on and join the girls.”, Waliya said practically pulling her away from us.
A sheepish grin spread on her lips. “Sorry boys. You need to complete your tasks alone.” She said before trotting with my sister.
Tristan expression faltered and he cast me a glare which I happily returned. She walked away with a Malik be it my sister.I win either ways.
Apparently Doniya and Anthony had been enjoying  the ‘Who does Allana choose show’ and they had a lot of impudent comments to make.
“Jeez it’s like high school all over again.”, Anthony laughed.
“Love , baby , doll so cheesy you guys.” Doniya mocked .
“Both of you need to shut up.” I said settling on a chair and grabbing a burger from Anthony’s plate.
“Zayn you were on your edge with Tristan. You fancy her.”, Doniya teased me.
“No I don’t .You are getting delusional. She is just a friend”, I scoffed at her.
“If she is just a friend then I hope you don’t mind me asking her out. She is extremely attractive.”, Anthony told me with a hint of seriousness in his voice.
“Stop objectifying her and don’t you dare go near her.”, I growled back.
What is up with me first I get mad at Tristan and now at Anthony ?
“ Possessive.” , they chimed together and I suppressed a strong urge to strangle both of them.
After what felt like eons I had successfully  managed to get all the pesky  young ones towards the shed area to have their meal.
Grabbing a plate of freshly grilled sausages I was sipping my drink when Tristan and  Allana joined me , Doniya and Anthony. Fortunately Doniya and Ant’s session of teasing me had finished and we were all enjoying the food.
“ Allana you want to clubbing tomorrow night ?K2 is a popular club here in Bradford. You should spend more time with us or Niall will get angry that we didn’t show you around town.”, Doniya told her playfully.
Allana’s eyebrows creased.Tucking a tendril of hair behind her ear she hesitantly said, “ I would love to join you guys but I am leaving for Mullingar  tomorrow.”
Her words caught me off guard making the plate slip from my hand. Pieces of glass tattered on the floor causing four pair of eyes to cast me a curious look . She is leaving tomorrow. I repeated the words in my head.In that moment  I felt my heart sink.