"So there's this sick club on the other end of the beach and I thought we should all go down there tomorrow." Leo said.
"That'd be great." Nolee agreed. "I mean we haven't done much since we arrived here."
Deepika, Nolee, Leo and Toby were seated on the sand facing the beach as their bodies baked in the sun. There was a slight breeze in the air making the weather quite pleasant.
"We should tell Zayn too." Toby added and looked at Deepika expectantly.
Deepika looked away annoyed and grumbled.
"So how is it rooming with him?" Leo asked referring to Zayn.
Deepika repeated the question in her head. How was it really rooming with Zayn Malik? She hadn't killed him or herself yet, which was a good sign. She was doing the unimaginable, which was sleeping only a few feet away from him in the same bed. But nonetheless, he still got on Deepika's nerves.
"Deeps?" Nolee waved her hand in front of Deepika's face to have her snap out of her deep thoughts.
Deepika looked over to Leo and shrugged saying, "I guess it's not too bad. He's bearable."
"Seriously?" Nolee looked at slightly confused and shocked. "You were covered in sand yesterday!"
"Well yeah I still hate his guts. He still pisses me off but I don't know..." Deepika looked away. She didn't even know what she felt about rooming with Zayn anymore. It seemed so complicated now.
"I'd say Zayn's not all bad." Toby started. "He is an ass for what he did to you back in high school and I for one, would never forgive him. But if you look at him now, he possesses qualities which can't be ignored. He's still an immature piece of shit but not as much he was back in high school."
"I can never forgive him for what he did to Deeps." Nolee huffed. "He better watch himself or else he'll regret it."
***
After sun bathing, Deepika played a game of volleyball against Leo and Toby with Nolee. Once they decided to stop playing, the four friends stared at the indigo sky with dark orange streaks making it look like as if the sky was a beautiful watercolour art piece. The sun slowly started to set which made the youngsters stare at the sky in utter awe.
Deepika hugged her friends before they went to their own rooms. She walked further down the hallway to arrive at hers. She retrieved the key from her pocket and proceeded to open the door. Once she stepped in, she heard giggling. Deepika's head quickly turned towards the couch placed in front of the TV where she saw two heads: one black and the other blonde. Recognizing them as Zayn's and Fiona's, Deepika formed her hands into fists due to frustration and annoyance.
The television was switched on, but neither one of them were actually interested in watching it. From where Deepika was standing, it seemed as if Fiona was sitting on Zayn's lap as she nibbled on his ear and the side of his neck. She guessed Zayn was tickling her or touching her in some sort of way which was making Fiona giggle. Deepika knew very well the two were quite busy whatever it was that they were doing, as they didn't hear her coming in.
Annoyed and disgusted, Deepika screamed, "Get out!"
Fiona's head rose from the crook of Zayn's neck looking like a deer in healdights. Realizing it was only Deepika she smiled and waved, "Hi Deepika!"
"Out!" she pointed to the door glaring at Fiona. Her gaze passed to Zayn who had his neck twisted to face her and his smirk, which made Deepika scowl formed on his lips.
"Oh." Fiona quickly got off Zayn and rushed out of the room.
"Hey there roomie." Zayn waved.
"Shut up." Deepika walked away from the position she had been standing in since she walked into the room.
"Where were you the whole day? It got lonely in here." Deepika rolled her eyes at his pathetic lies.
"I think I need to set some rules if you and I are both going to share this room!"
"Aw that's no fun." Zayn pouted.
Ignoring his comment, Deepika began stating the rules. "One, don't touch any of my stuff. Two, don't take forever to use the washroom. Three, don't fucking dare fight for the remote if I'm watching TV. Four, try to clean up after yourself in here. And five, don't bring any girls in here especially Fiona!"
Zayn got up from the couch and rolled his eyes. "Wow, thanks for making this trip even more fun Medusa." he sarcastically commented. "And what do you have against Fiona? She's adorable."
"Everything! Oh and also don't dare to touch me like you were with Fiona over there on the couch." Deepika stuck out her index finger at him.
"Ha!" he chuckled. "Don't worry I won't. You're not even the type to."
Deepika looked at him curiously wondering what he meant by that. "What do you mean by 'I'm not even the type to'?"
"Why do you ask? You jealous?" Zayn raised an eyebrow at her smiling.
"Of course not!" she furiously crossed her arms. "I'd never want anything to do with you after this whole rooming nonsense."
"Sure." Zayn said sarcastically to piss her off even more.
"I mean it! So tell me."
Zayn walked closer to her leaving only a foot of space between them. Deepika felt slightly afraid for some reason, but she still stood ground. He studied her face and looked deep into her warm eyes which he quite enjoyed doing for his own sake. Zayn broke into a small smile and softly said, "Girls like you aren't meant to be played around with. They're meant to fall in love with."
Deepika's mouth slightly fell open from his surprising statement. Her mind raced with too many thoughts and questions. She felt her cheeks starting to heat up and her heart pounding in her rib cage. Lost, she searched Zayn's face for some sort of answer for her jumbled mind.
Seeing how his answer effected Deepika, Zayn stepped back and presented a small smile on his lips. He brushed past Deepika and walked out of the room.
Deepika turned around watching him leave feeling too numb to speak. Once the door shut behind Zayn, a big grin appeared on her face and she continued to stay glued to the place she was in smiling to herself.
OMF YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG I'VE WAITED TO WRITE THIS PART OF THE STORY *-* (guess that explains the frequent updates, huh?)
THE FEELS ARE SPEWING OUT OF ME AHHH!
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