"What brings you girls to England?" Zayn asked me as we walked around the local mall. The rest of our group somewhat scattered in the surrounding stores. The boys got to the house right at noon and we walked down to the bus stop and they showed us places as we road by.
"Oh Paige is graduating here soon and her family decided to let her come over here while her uncle and his family are down in Australia for the summer," I said as we continued to slowly walk around.
"Wow, I wish I could get away like that. Is her family taking care of you guys as well?" he asked.
"Oh I wish," I laughed slightly. "But no, Megan's parents took care of her fair and mine helped me as much as they could," I nodded my head as I talked.
"Oh okay, where are you girls from anyways?" He pointed to a bench for us to sit at.
"Oh yea, were from California," I said plopping down on the cold metal seat.
"Like Los Angeles or?" he questioned following my actions turning to face me.
"Close actually, Paige is from Villa Park, Megan from Bradbury and I'm from Colton," I said and he looked very confused. "Right," I laughed turning towards him as well, propping my head up on my arm. "Paige lives in Orange County, Megan just outside of L.A. and I live," I paused to think. "Probably no where you have ever heard of, but about an hour from L.A." I explained farther.
"How did you meet living so far away?"
"School, we all go to an arts high school back in Cali."
"Oh really? What art are you into?"
"Megan is in there for vocal performing arts, Paige is there for dance and I'm there for music," I nodded my head.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"I'm trying to get to know you, not your friends," he laughed.
"Oh sorry," I bit my lip and he smiled at me.
"So music huh? What do you do with music?" he propped his arm across the back of the bench.
"Okay this is going to sound dorky," I blushed putting my head in my hand. "Okay, so I got in with a violin performance," I peeked out at him threw my fingers.
"Violin?" he asked slightly laughing.
"Shut up," I pushed his arm lightly. "Besides it just started out as violin just to get in, but I play other instruments."
"Like what?"
"I don't know," I took a deep breath. "It's a long list, you might get intimidated," I smirked at him.
"I think I can handle it," he laughed.
"If you're sure. So there is obviously violin, guitar, bass both the guitar and standing one, oboe, french horn, trumpet, piano, the sax, harp, ukulele, and I'm currently learning how to play the drums," I said counting them on my fingers as I spoke.
"What in the world are you planning on doing after school that would require you to know all those instruments?" he asked in slight shock which made me laugh to myself.
"Well I actually want to get into producing music. Like I feel like I should know the instruments so I'm not just some fool that sits there and tells them what to do, you know? I wanna be able to advise people. I want to know what that perfect note feels like and how it resonates within your body and soul," I looked up to see him watching me intently as I spoke. "Sorry I'll stop now," feeling my cheeks getting warm.
"No, no please don't, you talk with such passion," he placed his hand over mine.
"Jenna," Megan screamed interrupting the moment.
"Holy hell," my eyes widened as I looked at all the bags Ron and Jake were carrying behind her.
"What?" she looked behind her shrugging her shoulders.
"How the hell do you expect to get that back home? If you keep buying like that were going to have to buy a whole 'nother set of luggage," I said still gawking at her bags.
"Crap Megan did you forget we took the bus here?" Paige's voice came from the other direction. We all turned out attention towards her and I smiled and stuck my tongue out at her slightly when I noticed James was holding her hand.
"Will you two get off it?" Megan said rolling her eyes. "I didn't buy that much," my eyes just widened more and I looked at Jenna who was laughing softly.
"Okay, how about we all head towards the food court?" Jenna asked.
"Oh you have to try our favorite place," James said to her and the group headed the way Megan had just come from leaving me and Zayn sitting there.
"We will have to continue this conversation alone sometime," Zayn said standing up and offering out his hand.
"For sure," I nodded taking it even though I really didn't need help getting up. Once I was standing however Zayn didn't let go of my hand, instead he gripped tighter as we caught up to the group.
Two hours later we arrived back at the Jempson house.
"We have to do this again," Ron said as we stood in the drive way.
"Of course," Megan smiled.
"Yea, it was so much fun," Jenna said.
"I hate to call this short gents, but we should get going," Jake spoke dropping Megan's bags in front of her.
"What's the hurry?" Zayn asked him.
"Well if you must know, I require the usage of the lou," he answered.
"We'll see you ladies around?" Ron asked almost hopeful looking at Jenna.
"Yea," she answered a blush coming to her cheeks which made me smile.
The guys all said their goodbyes before they headed down the street towards Zayn's house.
"Jenna, will you help me?" Megan whined looking down at all the bags.
"Come on," I said picking up as many as I could, the three of us barely getting them all.
"Jenna?" Zayn's voice rang out and the sound of running came up behind us.
"Um, I'll be in in a minute," I told the girls and they continued into the house. "What's up?" I asked turning around to face him.
"Um...I was wondering," he paused scratching the back of his neck. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tomorrow?"
"Yea, sure that sounds like fun," I said trying to adjust the bags so none of them fell.
"Like just the two of us?" He said although it sounded more like a question than a statement.
"Yea, that sounds great Zayn, I'll see you tomorrow," I said and he gave me the biggest smile.
"I'll be here at noon again," he nodded.
"See you then," I laughed and we both turned to go our own ways.
Once I got to the door I turned to see him watching me from the end of the driveway. His eyes went slightly wide and waved at him. I struggled trying to give him a wave but I gave up just moving my hand slightly. He laughed at me before walking away and I walked into the house to my two very nosy friends waiting for me.
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Summer Love
FanfictionIn 2009 Three 17 year old American girls travel across the pond to Bradford, England as a graduation present. They end up staying just down the road from Zayn Malik. This story will focus on their adventures being teenagers alone in England for thre...