Chapter 12: Zayn?-
I kept calm, but my fan girl heart was freaking out inside. I didn't want him to think I was having a panic attack! I just couldn't believe it was THE Zayn Malik sitting next to me in a taxi. It was literally unbelievable.
He looked over at me and noticed me staring. I looked away quickly. I could tell me was looking at me now. I blushed and my stomach felt as if there were wasps buzzing in my stomach! He tapped my on the shoulder. I turned to see an outstretched at me.
"I'm Zayn." He said looking right into my eyes.
"I'm Sam." I said really quietly and my voice cracked.
"You know who I am don't you?" He asked sighing.
"Ya. I'm a big fan. But I won't freak out because I may pass out." I kind of laughed, as did Zayn.
"Well Sam, I am so sorry about hurting you. It was a horrible accident. I promise. I'd never do anything to hurt anybody."
"Zayn, chill! I know it was an accident! It's fine!" I said with a reassuring smile. He nodded, with a worried look on his face.
After a few minutes we halted to a stop. "We're here." Said Zayn. He opened my door for me and got my suitcase for me. He gave the taxi driver his money and thanked him. He led me up to the front door of his flat. The outside was quite nice I must say. It was very sleek and modern and was very nice. But that was nothing compared to the inside. It was very spacious and the decorations were very fancy. Mostly grays and blacks, but it looked awesome.
Zayn say my stuff down. "Welcome to my home." He said.
"Thank you Zayn." I replied. I took my converse off.
"Um... Well I better get you cleaned up." He led me to a large bathroom and turned the warm water on. It ran for a minute of two while he got a washcloth.
"Uhh well, you might want to change I to some shorts or something so I can clean up your knees."
"I didn't bring any shorts." I said kinda mad at myself for not thinking of packing something so simple.
"You can borrow a pair of mine." He left the bathroom and ran upstairs. About a minute later he ran back downstairs carrying a pair if gray basketball shorts. I thanked him. He wasn't leaving so I cleared my throat.
"Oh my! I'm sorry Sam! I'll give you your privacy." He left the bathroom shutting the door behind him. I took off my jeans and looked at my knees. Eww. I though to myself. They were a dark shade of red and really gashed up. I pulled on his shorts. They were quite big, buy whatever.
"You can come in now." I said, not trying to sound rude. He seemed to be standing right outside the door because he came right in.
"Sit up on the counter and I'll clean up your knees."
I hopped on the counter and extended my knees.
He put the washcloth under the warm water. He wrung it out. When he placed it on my knee I gasped. It burned.
"I'm sorry." He said sympathetically. A sorry look was still on his face.
"Don't be Zayn. I'm fine. I can take it like a man." He smirked.
"You know your accent is really cute. " he blushed after he said this. It was absolutely adorable. I couldn't help but blush also.
"Well I have to say, yours is pretty cute too." I winked at him, which only made him blush even more. He started working on my other knee. I winched.
"Sorry!" He said.
"Zayn I've already told you I was fine! Take a chill pill." I laughed after I said this.
He finished cleaning the blood off and opened up a drawer. He pulled out some antibiotic cream and rubbed it on. It felt good. Then he got out two strips of gauze and wrapped them.
"All set!" He exclaimed, looking quite prod if his repair job.
"Thank you. Um question? Do you have any medicine for my head? It's pounding and I'm kind of dizzy."
"Of course!" He fumbled through his cabinet and finally found a bottle of some type of Tylenol. I watched as he read the back and was concentrating. His tongue barely peaked out from between his lips as he was reading. It was absolutely adorable. He noticed me looking and smiled to himself. I looked away quickly, blushing.
He pulled out a disposable cut from under the sink. It was Spongebob I laughed my head off.
"What?" He asked
"Nothing, I mean it's just that your cups are spongebob!" I giggled
"Well I like spongebob!" He said this as he filled it with water. "Is there something wrong with spongebob?" He smiled knowing that he was amusing me.
"Nope!" I said. "I just never expected one of the most famous people in the world to have a spongebob cup. It's ok though, because I absolutely love spongebob!"
He handed me the pills and the cup of water. Our hands brushed and my heart fluttered. I swallowed them and guzzled down the water.
"Well I guess I better be going then." I said as I started pulling on my shoes.
"No!" He almost yelled. "I mean please don't leave. You told me yourself that you just got here. You probably don't have a place I'm guessing?"
"Actually no, I don't. But I can always find a hotel." I said really hopping that Zayn would still ask me to stay.
"But I want you to stay..." He said this while he looked at the floor.
"I guess. But only if you let me cook breakfast." I said.
"Of course! I love breakfast. You can take my room since there's only one bedroom." He started to leave and I followed him. He picked up my luggage.
" I don't think so Zayn. I'm taking the couch." I plopped myself down on the couch, putting my hands behind my head.
"Why are you taking the couch?" He asked confused.
"Cause this is your house and I like sleeping on couches."
"Lie. Nobody likes sleeping on couches." He laughed
"Maybe I do. Well I'm sleeping here. You can't move me." I said very stubbornly.
"Whatever. How about we have a spongebob movie night?!" He sounded really excited.
"Sounds fun!"
A few minutes later I was snuggled underneath a few blankets on the couch. Zayn was on the recliner already laughing at spongebobs hilarious remarks. He made popcorn for both of us to share. It was really good. Pretty soon I heard Zayn softly snoring with his hand still in the popcorn. I silently giggled to myself. How cute.
I found a spare blanket and covered him up. I lay down after that and though about my crazy day. So much had happened that day. It was really crazy.
Pretty soon I felt my eyelids getting really heavy and I was asleep.
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The Loner
FanfictionSam lives in the worst of life. Abused from childhood till she was a teen. Finally she stands up and moves out. Where? Read to find out what happens in her crazy adventure. And also who she meets!