Date: December,18, 2014.
"There is a boy who catches my bus who has blue-grey eyes as clear as the lake the kids go swimming in. He sits with his friends, and laughs a lot at little things. And when his friends are silent,he looks out the window. I sit two seats behind him, and I think he is beautiful. There is a boy who catches my bus who acts happy every morning from 7am, he sits with his friends, and gives them empty smile, and wears long sleeves in the middle of summer. I sit two seats behind him, and I think he is beautiful. There is a boy who catches my bus who has blue-grey eyes as empty
as the lake the kids go swimming in, in winter. He sits with his friends, and stares at his lap, and when his friends say something funny, he doesn't laugh anymore. I sit two seats behind him, and I think he's beautiful. There was a boy who caught my bus
who was found by his parents after he had shot himself. He wrote a letter to his friends, and told them that he loved them. He wrote a letter to his parents saying sorry. He wrote a letter to the sad girl who sat two seats behind him on the bus,
and told her that she was beautiful." Alex reads off her screen, something she saw on her dashboard.
"That sad, yet beautiful." Zayn nods, it's true. It was sad yet beautiful. The two were just sitting around on Alex sofa, watching some tv. Alex was on her laptop.
"Hey, so you know that cotton ball challenge we did, with getting drunk and stuff?" She looks up from her screen, looking at him.
"Yeah, why?"
"It has like a million views."
"Really? Wow."
"Yeah, listen to some of these comments." She scrolls down them, trying to ignore the "OMFG HOW DID YOU GET ZAYN MALIK IN YOUR VID????!!!!!!!" Comments.
"This one says: "lmao i cant believe she got zayn malik to do that"." She reads. "They're funny drunk." "They look cute together." "You guys should do a cover or something." "Omfg this is sooo funny!!" She continues to read.
"A cover? That would be interesting." Zayn adds in.
"I can't sing. Like, I can. But I'm not good at it, I sound like a dying whale." She laughs. "85% of these comments are people amazed that you're in one of my videos, 13% are calling me a slut or whatever, and the other 2% are people leaving actual comments, saying what they liked, and stuff."
"Slut? The hell?" Alex shrugs.
"Seriously, most of your fans call any girl that are with any of you guys a slut or whatever."
"That's stupid."
"That is girls under 16 for you." She laughs it off, moving on to a few more comments. "Uhh... Here's one: "I ship Zalex." Oh my God, that is so funny! They game us a ship name, I wondering if I'm someones OTP!" Alex laughs, smiling.
"So, everyone calls you Alex? What's wrong with Diya? I like it."
"I don't know, Aubrey and I gave each other nicknames, 'Alex' stuck. You can call me Diya if you want, or Alex. I don't really care. I can get rid of the nickname just by making a video." She shrugs.
"Yeah, do that." He nudges her.
"Find." She awkwardly sits up, from laying down. She sits the computer on her lap. Opening Photo Booth. She changes it to record, and starts.
"Hey what's up you guys, it's me here, and today I have news for you!" She speaks very fast, and quick. All in one breath, like her normal intro. "As you can see, I have this ass here with me. But on to the real stuff, yeah? I haven't been really honest, about my name. Alex is a nickname Aubrey gave me. My real name is Diya. Zayn here wanted me to tell you all that, I don't really know why, but yeah..." She trails off. "I guess that's it. Bye!" She say ends her video.
"There, happy?"
"Yeah." He nods, watching her open Youtube, uploading her video. She writes in a title, adds the description, and tags.
"Hey, go get my blanket, the blue one."
"Why?"
"Because I'm cold!" She runs her toe in his hair. "Go get it."
"Get your foot out of my hair! I'll got get it." He flinches his head to the side, getting up to go to her room. Now, Zayn has been in her room before, but never actually processed what was in her room. It seemed like once he walked in, he took in everything that was in her room. She had posters on the wall on the right side of her bed, a table with a record player, and records next to it. A painting of Princess Aurora, and Prince Philip from Sleeping Beauty sitting on top, leaning against the wall. Above was a Liverpool jersey hanging. Her room was filled of interesting, or random things. A whole bookshelf with CDs. Old ones in matter of fact. He grabbed the blue blanket, carrying it back to the living room.
"Here," he threw the blanket on her.
"Thanks." She wrapped her self up in a cocoon. "All mighty Thor!" She shouts for her dog. The small pug comes running out of his bed from the other room. She starts laughing as the pug tries to hop on the sofa. But Zayn and Alex are in the away. Her laughing causes her to fall off the sofa. She glances over at the time.
"Holy shite!" She quickly got back on the sofa, changing the channel to Star tv. Back a few years ago, her Grandma got her onto watch Indian Dramas. She liked Saath Nibhaana Saathiya the best.
"Saath Nibhaana Saathiya is on..." She looked over at Zayn.
"Saath Nibhaanana what...?"
"Just shut up and watch." She stared at the screen. They spoke Hindi in the show, which Alex didn't know to much of, lucky for her. English translations were always on the bottom of the screen. Last episode, Gopi's Mum lost her memory when Ahem yelled at her.
"This is so intense..." She mumbled, it was at the part where Gopi was singing a lullaby her Mum would sing. Her Mum woke up, and walked over to Gopi, and sat next her, laying her head on her lap.
"What's happening...?" He whispered.
"Shh, wait until the adverts." Soon, they started playing. "Okay, so that lady that woke up, she's Gopi's real Mum, it started back when a flood happened, and they. Lost Gopi, so her cousin Rashi took her in, blah blah blah. Gopi is married to Ahem, and they have a baby. Someone found Gopi's parent, her Dad is the one with the mustache-"
"Why is his mustache like that...? It looks so weird." Zayn cuts in.
"Very good question, you see. He vowed to never shave his mustache until Gopi was found. But anyways, Ahem yelled at Gopi's Mum, I don't really know why. But yeah, she passed out. The doctor told the family that she lost her memory, so Jiger's Mum asked if there was any memory that they could like recreate. And Gopi's Dad said there was a lullaby that she would sing to Gopi. So Gopi sang it."
"Who's Jiger..?"
"Rashi's husband. He is Ahems cousin."
"Ohh..." Alex nodded. The show continued, it went to an awful scene, where Gopi's daughter was put in a playpen, outside. Gopi's Mum saw her, and thought it was Gopi. She ran over saying "Gopi!" Soon, it started to thunder, and pour down rain, when Gopi's daughter heard the loud thunder, she crawled out of the playpen, and ran inside. Gopi's Mum had flashbacks to the day it flooded and she lost Gopi. She started to scream and yell "Gopi?!" Water scared Gopi's Mum. Everyone was inside watching her scream. Gopi wanted to rush to her Mum, but Jiger's Mum told her to wait. When her screams and cries got horrific, Gopi ran to her Mum telling her: "Mum, I'm Gopi! Mum, I'm Gopi! Mum, I'm Gopi! Look, see! I'm all grown up! Mum, I'm Gopi!" Her Mother was crying, regaining her memory. They hugged, going inside. That's when Jiger's Mum announced Gopi's Mum got her memory back. The show ended 10 minutes after.
"Well, that was something." Zayn looked over at Alex.
"Oh my God, it was so intense!" She lays back down on the sofa, from sitting up. She rests her legs on Zayn's lap. "So, Inky. What ya wanna do?" She looks at him.
"Inky? Mhm, we can get take away?"
"Sounds good, Apna Munchies is pretty good, we can get from there." She offered.
"Sure." Alex pulls up their website to choose what they'll order. "Okay, well. I know I'm getting the Chicken Tikka Kebab, and a Dr. Pepper. Here." She gives him her laptop to chose what he wants.
"Uh... I'll get a Redbull, and... A 7 inch pizza I guess. Just cheese is fine." He sides her laptop back to her. She clicks to add their order to the basket. Buying food online isn't nerve racking. She types in her address, presses to pay by cash.
"There, should be here in like 25-ish minutes."
"Cool, so.. Where do you work?"
"Grandparent's company."
"Interesting, what kind of company?"
"Cleaning."
"Cool... Is it uh, a good paying job?"
"Yeah, I mean I go to different places, so each place pays a sum of money. I clean 3 different places at night, with my cousins. That makes around 1000-12000£ so yeah..." She nods.
"In a year?"
"No, month. Because of the three places, one pays 5000, another pays 3000, and the last place pays 4000."
"Wow. I was just wondering, because you're place here is really nice. Looks pretty expensive."
"It's 525 a month. It's pretty cheap." She laughs.
"Really? Wow, 412,500£"
"Damn, almost half a million! Well, when is your guys' next tour?"
"We're doing a Canadian tour in late April, we'll be back around May 15th or something, then we go back to working on our new album. We aren't sure when we're going to be done it so."
"Cool, cool. Niall could see Aubrey then." She laughs a bit.
"Yeah!"
"God, it's so cold." She wiggles herself up in the blanket, not letting her head. Zayn laughs,
"Aw, come here." He pulls her close to him.
"What are you doing?" She asks, feeling a bit of heat on her cheeks.
"I'm gonna heat you up." He cuddles her, she didn't know if her liked it or not.
"T-thanks..?" She poked her head out of the covers, to find herself just under him. She sat there awkwardly, until the door rang. Quickly she got up, rushing to the door, grabbing her wallet. She opens the door.
"Hello, 12.46." The man said. Alex pulls out the money, handing it to the man. She gets the bag of food. The man leaves, Alex goes back to the sofa.
"Food's here." She smiles, setting the bag on the sofa, Zayn grabs his pizza and drink. "I think about how I should be vegetarian, but then I eat some chicken and say no..." She picks off a piece of chicken from the stick, eating each piece. Sipping her drink occasionally. The two talked, laughed, and ate. It was late, around middle of the night.
"Are you spending the night?" Alex asked, Zayn shrugged.
"Whatever, if you want."
"You can, I don't care." She rolls of the sofa, putting the garbage in the bin. "I'm going to bed, so night." She grabbed the blue blanket, going back to her room. She crawled onto her bed, wrapping herself up in the blanket, she stared at the wall for what seemed like hours, but really, it was a few minutes. Zayn came in shortly after. Getting in next to her, he used the other blanket, Alex had in her room. He snuggled up against her, holding her close to him. He thought she was asleep, but really she was awake, trying to sleep. She didn't bother to say anything. Soon, they were both asleep.
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