**Jasmine's POV**
After I ran out of Ayaat's house, I ran straight to my favourite place in town. The park nearby our house. I walked to 'my' bench and saw a boy with dark hair sitting there. I ignored him and sat down next to him.
I buried my face in my hands and tried not to cry loud. I started sobbing and then I felt a strong hand on my shoulder.
I don't wanted to look up because I knew that my make-up was all over my face. "Shhhh... Calm down.. Whatever it is, it'll be alright.." This voice sounded so familiar. But I couldn't guess who he was.
I slowly looked up not uncovering my whole face. He probably saw that I was trying to look at him so he removed his hand on my shoulder to reveal my face by taking my hands off my face.
Then I could actually see him. OMG! I was crying in front of my idol! Zayn Malik! The sexiest human being alive, I think. He snapped me out of my thoughts by pulling me into a tight hug. It felt indescribable, which sounds obvious, I mean it was a hug from the Zayn effing Malik!
I couldn't hold my tears back so I cried into the hug. "It's fine... Let it all out..." I slowly grabbed into my pocket to pull out a tissue. "Can I just..." I muttered holding up a tissue. "Yeah. Sure." he said not looking away from my eyes.
I blew my nose and wiped my tears away while looking down onto my lap. He pushed my chin up so he could look into my eyes properly.
"You have beautiful eyes, I can't resist." he smiled complimenting my auburn eyes. "Thanks. Your eyes are much prettier." I simply said back smiling slightly. "So... Why is a beautiful girl crying on a park bench?" he said looking nosy. "Sorry, I love sitting here no matter what happens. And today was just bad." I said shyly.
"What about telling me your name, babe?" he said smiling even more. "Yeah. My name is Jasmine Khan. And you are really Zayn Malik from One Direction? Or am I going crazy?" I said giggling and he was getting a little nervous.
"I'm Zayn Malik from One Direction. And I'm pleased to meet you. Are you feeling better now?" he said scratching his forehead.
"Yeah much better. Thanks." I said wanting to kiss his cheek. We were just sitting there as I saw someone approaching to us. Why do this things happen to me? I want to be alone! With Zayn.
A/N heyooo :DD there you have it Mino :P the meeting of Jazz and Zayn :D next chapter will be fun and i hope a bit longer as well :)) so keep an eye out for that :DDD hope you enjoyed reading and plz leave a comment telling me what you like about the story so far :DD xx Abiha
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FanfictionJasmine is a Pakistani girl and likes Jummah since she was in 4th grade, but he never liked her..... or did he? Maybe someday he will fall in love... with Jasmine? but it'll take some time.... let's see if they will fall for each other.... And what...
