How Great Love is (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter 2

Melissa’s POV

We were now back at Alex’s house getting ready, well I was ready a long time ago, wearing my white Family guy shirt with a picture of Stewie griffin, Black skinny jeans that fit me snug & my white converse. In the meantime, Alex was pondering about what to wear, I dont know why she was bothering so much, it isn’t like they’re going to jump and ask for her number, to them we were just another couple of annoying fans. She went for a pair of high waisted shorts, and bagging shirt tucked in, with vans and a paper plane necklace, which she had no trouble reminding that Harry Styles had one just like it.

My phone buzzed, I looked down at the bright light coming from my screen, it was my boyfriend Luke.

“Hey, have fun tonight, I miss you so much, come round after school tomorrow. loveyou xxxxx”

Luke and I have been together for 6 months now and I could honestly say, I love him. We met at a party just under a year ago, we had always been friends until one night he confessed that he liked me, and a month later we were dating. He was a few years older than me, he drove and worked in a bar close to my house.

“Hey, i will! i miss you too, meet me outside school tomorrow! love you too xxxxxx”

At that moment, Alex had finished gettin ready, we were off! Getting a cab to the venue but was worth it, it was much better than the packed atmosphere of the London underground. We lined up for a good few hours. We finally got in and took our middle seats, which was ok, cause we could still see the boys, but I would of enjoyed the seats to be closer. During the show, I found myself thinking “oh, this isnt that bad” and before I knew I was up and dancing, knowing that i enjoyed their music made me a little more excited to meet them. After the show we was directed to a room, where we would meet the boys, we were with several other people. The walls were white, there were a few sofa, that were already taken up by other people. So we stood and waited for the boys, I could see in Alex’s face, the wait was killing her, secretly, it was killing me too.

Thats when the door opened, as I noticed the boys, or more importantly.. him.

He walked in proudly, his signature varsity jack draping perfectly across his shoulders, his chinos hanging finely creasing only slightly at the crotch, for a moment I was speechless. But I had to snap out of it if I wanted to have any contact with the boys that night. I heard Alex calling me from across the room, she was fangirling over by Harry, who seemed cheerful with a smile beaming across his face, dimples showing proudly, so I walked over to introduce myself. “Hi, I’m Mellisa” I said calmly whilst looking over at my babbling fool of a friend. “Hi, I’m Harry” He replied in his slow, husky voice. We spoke for a little while, about his performance, how much his life had changed so much, before getting a few pictures with him. Which is when Zayn walked over, I felt myself getting weak at the knees as he introduced himself. “Vas ‘appening, Zayns the name” he blurted confidently. Now it was my turn to be the babbling fool “erm.. Hi, I’m Mellisa?” I said, rather sheepishly.

Zayn and I were talking for a good hour, it felt nice, I enjoyed talking to him, We were speaking like we had known eachother for years, ofcourse it had only been about an hour. We spoke about Bradford, because I used to live there so we exchanged stories such as where we used the hang out as children. We had an awful lot in common and we really clicked.