Meeting One Direction

Chapter 12

Zayn's POV

I finally did it-I kissed her. And she kissed me back. There were electrifying sparks shooting throughout my body. I finally had gone for it. I had talked to Liam a little earlier and he told me to go for it. I had actually chickened out and went and sat outside, but then Daphne ended up coming outside as well and we slow danced and it all just happened.

Afterwards, we headed back inside, and we both could not stop smiling. I felt so alive-it was like I was a little lad again back in Bradford. Daphne made me feel as if I was home, even though I was thousands of miles away. I've never felt this way about a girl before, and to be honest it is scaring me. But in a good way.

When we reached the door, I opened the door and once we were both inside I intertwined our fingers. Daphne looked down at our fingers and blushed. Using my free hand, I lifted up her chin and pressed my lips against hers and felt pure bliss. I never wanted it to end, but I needed to breath or else I would die. And, if I died, I wouldn't be able to kiss her again.

A cough broke us apart abruptly. I looked to see the other lads staring back at us. Liam was smiling very widely-probably very pleased with himself for giving me that little talk to go for it. Harry was smirking, I had had a feeling that he suspected how I feel about Daphne. Niall looked surprised but still happy. Louis had an unreadable expression on his face.

"So, what have you two been up to?" Harry said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Oh nothing!" Daphne said giggling.

"I'm watching you!" Harry said as Liam led the other lads away giving Daphne and I some space.

We were just standing there smiling at each other-I know it sounds extremely cliché but that's honestly what happened. We both just couldn't stop smiling and she giggled. It was probably the cutest giggle I have ever heard. Everything about her is cute, beautiful, gorgeous, breathtaking, every adjective in the book. They say when you fall for someone, you don't really see their flaws as flaws, but more like something that just adds to their perfection that in reality isn't perfection but it is in their eyes. The way she nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear or the way she moved her mouth when she talked-it was all just perfect.

When people say that they are happy, they often times say that they are on Cloud 9. Well, I think that I am on Cloud 9,000,000! I just want to spend every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day with her.

"Hello Zayn, Daphne!" a voice from behind me said that I instantly recognized as Simon's.

"Hello Simon!" Daphne chirped.

"We need to have a small meeting, if you two will please follow me. Everyone else is already waiting." Simon said.

"Alright!" Daphne said.

This was it. Simon told us he was going to break the news to Daphne that we were to be returning to London. I'm not sure how Daphne is going to take it. I don't want it to go badly. For all I know, she could not want to move to London and she could quit. Then where would that leave us? I wondered. I took a deep breath as we all sat down and Simon cleared his throat.

A/N:

Muhaha! A cliffhanger! Don't worry! Next chapter will be up soon, I already have it all planned out; I just need to type it!

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