The Fanfiction Writer (Completed)

Chapter Seventeen: Warm Bodies

Chapter Seventeen: Warm Bodies

Zayn drives up to meet me at the coffee shop. I try to make myself look as calm and collected as possible. Honestly, if any other Directioner were in my shoes I bet they wouldn't be able to handle this moment either. Hell, I didn't know how I could stand so still as Zayn turned the corner and stopped at the curb beside me. My heart skips a best as I wave to Jared and get in the car with Zayn. Zayn fucking Malik. This does not happen to an ordinary girl.

"So what are we going to watch?" I ask casually and pull on my seat belt. Good move Lilah. Casual.

Zayn pulls out into the street. His driving is completely reliable and a tad bit slow. "I was thinking about Warm Bodies," he says.

"Warm Bodies?! What the hell is Warm Bodies?" I ask. I don't think I remember ever hearing about that movie.

"That new zombie movie about how he turns all human again," Zayn says. He glances over his shoulder and pulls into the far left lane.

"Oh." I try to think about seeing any type of commercial for the movie but I come up blank. "I still don't know the movie." I frown.

Zayn just glances at me with a smile. "It'll be a good movie. Zombies for me and love and all that gooey stuff for you!" He starts laughing and I smack his arm.

"I'll have you know, I'm not that girly," I say smugly, lifting my chin high a bit. I'm actually very athletic and proud of all my achievements throughout my sport history.

Zayn glances at me with raised eyebrows. "Oh really?" The way he says it kind of makes me question his sanity. His voice is higher than normal and he stretches out the "ee" sound in really.

"Yeah..," I say confused. Zayn looks back at the road with a wide smile on his face. "Zayn...are you-" I cut off as he suddenly swerves the car, throwing me sideways, and I scream. My heart pounds in my chest.

Zayn steadies the car once again and howls with laughter. "Yeah, not a girl. Sure," he chuckles. "You shoulda saw your face!"

"I said I wasn't that girly! I didn't say I wasn't a girl! And I most definitely didn't say I was in the mood to die!" I exclaim, my hand on my chest. God, this guy was crazy!

"Oh chill out Lilah. It's not like I had plans on crashing. Just relax would you?" Zayn says with a sigh.

I sigh as well and sit back in my seat. I didn't want to ruin the experience. "Alright, but you owe me a hot dog," I mumble, only half joking.

Zayn turns towards me and smiles wider. "Deal."

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After about two hours, the movie is over and Zayn and I are walking back towards his car in a parking lot. Zayn has his hood pulled over his head and a pair of sunglasses on. I wonder how hard it would be to always have to hide your identity in public or risk having to deal with exposure all the time. I don't think it would be something that I could handle really well.

We reach the car and my mind starts replaying the entire movie again. It's that brilliant.

"That movie was completely perfect! Oh my god! I never thought I'd say this, but damn! That was one fine zombie! Like, did you see how sexy he was in that red jacket?!" My mind is still processing the greatness that is Warm Bodies. It was just so...perfect.

Zayn unlocks his car and we climb in. My phone reads 5:23. Hmmm, I'm late for something... Oh well! I put the phone back in my pocket and close the door ready to talk about Warm Bodies with Zayn.

"Those Boneys were terrifying," Zayn says as he starts the car. "I thought that one Boney was going to kill R for sure!"

"Oh my god I know! Jare would have flipped out about how freaking gorgeous R was though. Lena would have loved the Romeo and Juliet parallelism. Did you see the parallel?" I ask, my excitement practically bursting out of my body. I turn towards Zayn and sit with my legs underneath me as he drives.