Just Another Fangirl (Zayn Malik)

3rd Fangirling

"Zayn?!"

The hormonal man harassing me went out holding his arm that was hit on the kitchen counter.

"Are you alright?"

I was speechless. I was stunned. Everything around me disapear. The disgusting smell of beers, the people dancing around, even the loud throbing music can't get louder than my heartbeat the moment his voice, that sound like an angel crying, echoed in my ears.

Is this really happening? Is this really zayn in front of me, extending his hand for me to hold? Oh my god!

"Miss? Miss!" He snapped a finger in front of me that woke me up from my dream. "I said are you alright?"

"U-uh y-yea im f-f-fine." I am so starstucked! I haven't seen this coming! I have never seen this coming and like this?!

"Alright. So, are you with someone? Do you need a ride back to your home or dorms?" I cant take my eyes off him. Wow this is really happening! "U-uh yea."

"Yea what? Yea with someone or not? Yea home or yea dorm?" He asked plainly.

"Y-yea dorm.." He extend his hand again to help me up and so i get a nice hold of it. It's so soft! Even softer than mine.

"Can you walk?" He asked with worried eyes and for a moment i pretend that he truly cares for me even if i am a complete stranger for him. "Y-yes."

When I stood up, I get the chance to be closer to him and I was drugged by his smell. He smells heavenly! I can't recognise the smell but it is perfectly sprayed. Not too much and not too less, just enough. I haven't smell that perfume before. Its so foreign. I can't explain but its intoxicating me. I just want to inhale it like some illegal drug until it gets me high!

When we head to the front of the frat house, a tall buff man with army cut hair helped me get into the car. Zayn sat beside me and i am again in clouds.

"So where's your dorm? Is it inside the university or what?" If he didn't helped me earlier, I will think he's mad because I am an interruption from whatever he's suppose to do.

"It's the pink dorm." I answered shyly.

Im still stunned by him. I could not comprehend this. I just met zayn in a very awkward, impropper and embbarassing moment. I've been dreaming to meet him one day. It has been my by far hardest goal.

Whenever I fangirl in front of my friends, they always say it's easy! Fly to where he lives. Watch their concert! They've been going around the globe so you have thousand times chances!

But they don't understand that it costs plenty of money to see him and it's a sacrifice because whenever I tried to, there's never an assurance that i'm gonna see him close.

I have attended one of their concert while I was on a summer vacation in the Philippines. Reality talking, it cost much less than it is here in England so I grab the chance and immediately bought Vip ticket. I printed a personalized shirt with zayn and I's photoshopped face in front that i'll wear on that special day.

I was hella excited that I even rehearsed every single song on their otra set list to make sure i will be able to sing it well on that day if ever zayn take a glance in my spot.

But a week before the concert, local news channels reported that zayn won't make it to Philippines, and only one direction 4/5 will continue to play for their asian leg.

I cried. I cried day and night. I've been waiting for that day to come and it wont happen. Can you imagine, of all countries, of all performances, its zayn first time to miss a play and its my concert.