Could It Be You ? Sequel to: Letters To My Love

Chappiee eighteen

(A/N) its been a while, hope you like it ill try to update more often but its hard to with school and all happening at them moment and me not having much motivation or support on this. but i updated and i hope you like it. i tried to make it longer so maybe you guys may comment, like or fan! haha jk . idc about that stuff but i do appreciate it. i also love criticism. it just makes me a better writer. okay ill just be shutting up now. enjoy my loves[:

"there's a little hope in every soul, even when the depths of the valley no longer seems to fuel the soul." the Bradford boy said out loud from one of the books in his nightstand,

"what the bloody hell does that mean" he wondered out loud.

dropping the book on his bed he looks at himself in the mirror and smiles. most everyone seems to think of him as vain but in truth the young lad is like an average teenage boy when it comes to his appearance even though it takes him a little longer to get ready but who could blame him, looking good takes work.

running his left hand through the side of his hair he turns and walks out of his room and straight out the front door.

he sneakily sneaks past his security and jumps in the cab he called earlier.

"where to sir" the cab driver asks.

"umm, can you take me to an unknown/ unpopular pub" zayn asked.

"yeah, trying to stay on the down low?" the driver asked as he tries to keep a conversation going.

"yeah." zayn said avoiding talking to much.

shortly after the cab pulled up by a pub that seemed empty and Zayn payed him as he got out.

"can you come back in 2 and a half hours?" zayn asked the driver.

"i can try but if not ill send another cab"

"alright mate, thanks. see ya" zayn said and made his way over to the pub. as he approached the pub he realized that it wasn't as empty as he first thought and he was somewhat grateful but at the same time nervous cause he wasnt sure about what he was about to do.

"you can do this" he told himself trying to get the courage to go through with his plan.

he made his way to the door and stopped for a moment before he entered.

as he entered he was engulfed with the smell of liquor, smoke and music that was beyond loud. as he made his way to the bar a guy caught his eye but he continued his way to the bar.

"can i get a pint?" he asked the bartender as he reached his destination.

moments later zayn had a pint in hand and was chugging it down and soon found himself on his third one. it's a good thing he isnt a light weight or he'd be pissed already but he only has a small buzz but enough to finally have the courage to go over to the very attractive guy that kept eye fucking him.

zayn racked his eyes up and down the guy, he had similar hair to harry but it was less curly, eye color that was between louis and niall and strangely a body that was similar to his and liam and it had him drooling because damn the boy knew how to look good but zayn wasnt even sure if he was attracted to other males. he just knew the boy was an eye catch so he continued his way to him.

"finally, ive been waiting on you to make your way over" he heard the guy say as he stopped in front of him.

zayn just smiled and asked, "whats your name?"

"Dean Smith, what's yours?"

"seth, goodenough" zayn lied just for security reasons

"nice, so sexy wanna dance.?" dean asked/ demanded as he dragged zayn to the dance floor.