You Promise?:The first book in the UKA trilogy (A Zayn Malik Fan fiction)

Chapter One  

Ariel's POV: 

 Ring Ring... my phone goes off at 6 o' clock in the morning. Theres only one person it could be at 6 o' clock in the damn morning. I pick up my phone. " Why did you have to be a morning person?" I slurred into the phone then I relized the phone was upside down. Im really not functional in the morning." Which way did you hold the phone now?" lil' Ms Stacey Sunshine said. "Upside down and anyway you dont answer a question with a question." I said while climbing out of bed. " You do if the first question was rhetorical." " Yeah well it wasn't." I said as I pulled on a pair of jeans. " Oh in that case what was the question again?" By the crunch at the end of the question I could tell she was eating cereal. " Why did you have to be a morning person?" I said as I laced up my combat boots. By the slam of her flat door I could tell she was on her way here." Because morning is like the best time of day. The sun shines, the birds sing, I don't know the world just seems to breathe life in the mornings."  

That was so beautiful and deep. I just love that about her. Plus she always seems to be happy and smiling. She always seems never to have a bad day.But she does. She's only human. But she paints a smile on her face every morning like make up. She's that person on campus that when you see her smile your day just gets better if you know her or not. I'm the only person on campus to see the real her. She's had a tough past I mean we all did but she had it tougher sometimes her neighbors have to call me at 1 o' clock in the morning because she's screaming and yelling and kicking the wall. I go over to find her having a panic attack in her sleep.I don't know what she would be screaming about all I know is that it has something to do with her childhood. 

At this point I'm having a fucking wrestling macth with my swearter and I'll be damned if I lose." Finally! " I shout as I pulled the sweater over my head. I forgot I had Stacey on the phone because when she laughed I turned around expecting her to be there. "Did you squeeze into those jeans two sizes too small?" "No this damn sweater I got at Bloomingdale's." I quickly pulled my hair into a slightly messy ponytail,grabbed my bag and answered the door for Stacey. 

We walked out into the beautiful spring morning. We started to walk towards the campus cafe. I started to look around. I can't believe I live here. It's been six months since I've moved here but sometimes I forget I'm in London. 

We sit at our table. You know we come here every morning and this table us never taken. I think Stacey's Mom payed for this table. Hey when you go to UKA (U.K. Academy) I guess you can do that kind of stuff. It's one of the top boarding schools in the world. 

When I look up I see UKA's most popular students. Harry,Niall, Zayn, Louis and Liam. Actually Liam isn't a student any more he's now their flat advicer but still popular among the students. Their a Band. Their actually THE band. Their so famous even cardboard cut outs of them get mobbed. Their here because it's the safest place for them.  

Poor guys, I'm here because I want to be, their here because they have no other choice.I mean it was either this or walking around with like 6 foot tall body guards everytime you're in public. I mean its a really big campus and I mean extermley big. A lot of people own cars just to get around.  

Okay think of a good sized town now add a mall and a theater and that's our campus. So it's not like their trapped in a small campus. They love it here. I don't blame them I'll love any place were I'm not getting mobbed 24/7. But I think its because people treat them like real people.I can't count how many times Harry got slapped for saying the wrong girl's name by "mistake". 

Their popular because their cool people. Their the kinda people you want to have around. Not because their THE ONE DIRECTION. 

I must have been staring into space towards their direction ( no pun intended) because all of a sudden Stacey says " You fancy him." I blink back into reality. " What? Who? No, what? " She rolled her eyes. " You..." She put her finger on my nose. " Fancy..." She wrapped her fingers to look like a heart. " Him." She pointed towards the boys. " Which him? " I said sarcastically. She dropped her head on the table with a loud bang. When she lifted her head I expected to see a large red bump in the middle of her forehead but she didn't. She shook her head. " Stop acting like you don't know anything. Zayn ofcourse." My cheeks turned red. " I don't !" " Yes you do. " Stacy said like a 6 year old child. "No I don't! " Everyone suddenly became quiet and my voice seemed to boom through the cafe like a bomb.All eyes on me. I just wanted to melt into the carpet. I rolled me eyes and said " Whatever." in my normal tone. Even that seemed to reach every corner of the cafe.

I got up and walked to the counter. I felt the weight of a hundred pairs eyes be lifted from me and the room was filled with the sounds of people gossiping again. I placed in my order for a bagel and a medium caramel frappe. I got this feeling that someone was still wacthing me. I look back and everyone was talking or laughing or with their faces in their phones. I tried to shake the feeling off but it won't go away. The feeling kept crawling up my spine and back into my system. Finally my order came. Actually I don't think I was standing there long but with that nagging feelings that kept coming back it felt like I was standing there for a half hour. 

I walk over to my table. On my way back to my table I'm greeted by a girl with black hair and blue eyes." Hey, Are you from States? " She was straight forward. " Yeah, are you? " She nodded. " Yeah, I'm from New York." "Really? Me too. Hey you want to come and sit with us?" "Sure."  

We walk to the table."Are you really from New York or did you say that to be relatable? " She said. "Actually my parents are divorced. My mom lives in New York and my dad lives in California." "So your parents share you? " She said raising her eyebrow." Yeah before I came here it used to be a month at a time." " Wow that must have been tough. " " I had to beg them to let me come here because I could deal with the back and forth any more." That feeling came back again.This time it sent shivers to every part of my body. 

Stacy looked over at me. " You okay?" She looked concerned as if it was the conversation that gave me shivers making me uncomfortable. " Yeah I'm fine, " I lied, " just a bit cold. " She laughed then I guess that sweater you fought with this morning wasn't worth it." We all laughed. " Hey, I still look cute." I said. "And that's your opinion. " Stacy said patting me on the back.