Change My Mind

Chapter 4( Stare, stare, stare)

It's been more than half an hour since I shut myself in the room. My mum asked me how the date went but I said I don't want to talk about it. I heard Zayn and Trisha were coming over as mom invited to have dinner again but I am not in the mood to meet Zayn either.

Was I that miserable to cause Louis just walked out? Was it my clothes? My face? Insecurities flashed all over my body. First Zayn just told me I'm plain and now Louis? If he doesn't like me, he could politely tell me about that. I wouldn't mind but now I feel like a complete idiot.

I tossed myself in bed,trying to get up reluctantly. I need a hot shower to clear my mind. It has been a rough day.

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With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride
You're toxic, I'm slippin' under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic?
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic?

I sang along the song aloud, playing loudly in my room while showering. Yep, I'm a bathroom singer. I felt a little relaxed and calm after the shower and music really help me to escape from my problems. I wrapped the towel around my waist and came out of the bathroom after shower.

But I gasped and yelled as I was shocked to see Zayn in my room, standing with a plate of pasta in his hand. His eyes widened as he saw me walking out.

"What the hell are you doing in my room?, I scowled at him, standing still where I was.

"I-", his eyes travelled down to my bare chest, scanning me up and down quickly and I felt my cheeks burning. Why is he staring at me? He cleared his throat, diverting his eyes to the plate he's holding.

"Anne asked me to bring you dinner", he answered avoiding my gaze and put the plate on my study desk.

"Ohh.. thank you", I murmured.

"I didn't mean to barge in. I knocked for some time and the door wasn't locked. I just came in", he explained, waving his hands around.

"It's okay. I didn't hear you", I said and sat on my bed, ruffling my damp hair with towel. I noticed Zayn was watching every move I made. I looked up at him and wonder if he wanted to say something.

"Do you need anything?", I asked.

"Uh.. no. I'm going back. Bye", he replied and left the room immediately. What's his problem?

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Zayn's POV,

I don't know vas happening since I moved in here. That Harry guy is making me confused. He is a softie and a kind person to talk to but it doesn't mean I like him as a friend. Don't ask me why, I just like nobody.

Now here I am, standing in front of half naked Harry and I felt my stomach just jumped. What was that? I couldn't keep my eyes but to stare at those perfect milky white smooth skin. Water drops were still dripping from his damp curls, to his neck, then down to his bare chest.

I held myself together, stopping my stares and finally look up to him, which causes our eyes met. He frowned at me with his forest green eyes. How can someone's eyes be that glistening? His cheeks were red and I could see his blushing. Cute!

Okay, Zayn. You need to stop checking a guy out. You aren't even gay! I scolded myself mentally amd ran out of the room after we talked little.During dinner, I couldn't just get him out of my mind. Gosh, what is wrong with me? Maybe I was still angry with him because we argued this evening. Right..that's must be the reason.

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The next day,

I picked Harry up for school, not what I want but mom wanted to be like this. I don't mind Harry being with me. I like to tease and make him mad. I think it has become my new hobby. He looks like a mad kitty who's ready to scratch the hell out of me. That's pretty cute.