YOU'RE THE FIRST {taylor swift/you}- Book 1

12.

6th of July 2016.

Y/n: Y/n dances around the room to abba, while Zayn bakes his "award winning" brownies, the duo where in their happy place that's for sure 'Where are we going again, i swear you told me but i can't remember for the life of me?' Y/n shouts over the music then lowers it to hear the boys response,

opting to sit on the counter of their apartment kitchen,

Zayn: 'Sunset and Vine club, it was Gigi's idea, i thought she would have told you?' The boy says confused and adds some weed extract to the brownies, Y/n smiles and looks down at her phone, seeing three missed calls from Gigi and a text message from Tay, whom she responded to instantly

Y/n: 'Well yeah' Y/n mumbles and rolls her eyes, deciding she would reply to Gigi later, or talk to her when she saw her at the club tonight,

Zayn: Zayn tilts his head, clocking on that something was very much going on and Y/n, who he considered to be his best friend, wasn't spilling the beans 'That didn't sound too confident, what's going on?' He asks, a genuine interest to his tone and questioning

Y/n: 'I don't know, i've just sort of being avoiding her and i don't know why, it's not like she's done anything wrong' Y/n rambles, expressing everything to her best-friend, who always seemed to give the perfect advice for every single situation

Zayn: 'Ever since fourth of july?' He asks, Y/n senses their is going to be some interrogation incoming and sits back bracing herself, while Zayn moves his singular strand of hair from his face,

Y/n: 'Yeah' She admits, it wasn't like there was any denying it, ever since she shared that kiss with her best-friend, things had been different with her long term confusing relationship- if you could even call it that, more situation-ship of sorts

Zayn: 'Interesting' He says with a sharp nod of his head and an crooked smile to his expression. His perfect eyelashes hooded his eyes, making them sparkle just that tiny bit more,

Y/n: 'What? Don't do that thing where you hint at something but don't actually say it Malik' Y/n accused making the boy throw his hands up in defence. He knew he was doing it he just wanted to see how much pressure he could put on his best-friend until she she cracked,

What does he know? How could he know?

Zayn: 'Well, wasn't that the night that we all left you and Taylor alone... Downstairs' He says, interrogating the younger singer, who was soon to be leaving the band,

Y/n: 'Yeah, you were all so boring i swear' Y/n says and scoops some of the brownie batter Z had just finished mixing into her mouth, using her pinky finger, which supported a sterling silver tiffany ring

Zayn: 'I just think it's interesting that you and Taylor where left alone drunk together for like 2 or 3 hours' He says with a small smile, his mischievous dimples gracing his face as though they were carved by gods

'And ever since then you've been avoiding Gigi' He continues, Y/n feels the pressure mounting up and decides, in the presence of just her best-friend, it was time to come clean and let it all off her chest,

Y/n: 'Okay! Fuck we kissed and i don't regret it but i feel horrible, but it felt so right, but i think she just wants a friends with benefits kind of thing and i-' She rambled without even a breath between words- or sentences, the girl had now jumped from the counter, with her hand to her temple and was pacing up and down the room at an unusual speed, a godly speed some might say

Zayn: 'Woah okay, fuck i- chill out, sit down' He says, grabbing her arm and pulling her to sit on the sofa in the living room, they turn the music off, and Zayn places his hand in Y/n's supportingly