Why? // z.m.

Why?

Francesca's POV

"Im confused okay? I dont know how i feel about you! I am slowly figuring it out but i wont have the answer right away!" I yelled in frustration.

"If you dont want me here you could tell me. I need to know." He said.

"I dont know what i want right now but i need alone time." I said as he stood-up and left my house.

I didnt know what to do. I was alone in this. I couldnt tell anyone. I am alone.

*the next day*

I wake up thinking about what happened the previous day. If ever it was real or if it was just a dream.

then after a few minutes I realized everything that happened yesterday I have to tell Zayn the truth but I just can't now is not the perfect time

I take a long bath to think of what I was gonna tell him and when can I tell him. After I took a bath I did my daily routine I dressed up I fixed my hair and I go down for breakfast.

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*day of the concert *

I am a fan of 1D I am really but I don't know if I can go today ever since of what happened yesterday I can remember how I even meet him....

* flashback 5 days ago*

I was walking down the mall cuz I wasn't able to go to the airport when 1D came and since I was a huge fan, I was pissed. I went to go around the mall when 1D's plane arrived 4hours earlier and I knew that their hotel was in this hotel like 5 mins. in front of my village and the mall was in the middle of that so I hoped I get I chance to see them there....

an hour passed and I almost got around the whole mall then I hear a bunch of girls screaming the Same thing 1D I'm like nows not a good time for jokes so I was there texting when I bumped in to someone which made my phone fly I told that person "watch where you're going!" I was screaming in anger

" I'm soo sorry, I'll buy you a new one I promise." it was a guy with this accent and I looked up and OMG Zayn Malik in front of me.

"oh my gosh you're Zayn Malik?!?!?!" I said with an accent cuz I can't help myself

" Wait you have an accent! Are you British?" he said with a lovely accent

" No not really but are you really Zayn Malik?"

"yeah I am but don't freak out or fans will come running down so shhh and cone with me." he tells me in a low voice

I couldn't believe I was walking around the mall with Zayn Malik and I couldn't help myself so I started off a conversation " can I get a picture with you cuz I tried getting backstage passes to your concert but it ran out but I got 6th row in front tickets." I said in a shy type of voice

"of course and don't worry about that VIP ticket I'll get you one cuz at least you haven't blown my cover yet." he says in relief

"OMG really thanks I appreciate it thank you soo much!" I said in excitement

"nothing really but your welcome though." zayn says with his Bradford voice that I love so much!!!

"what was that??" zayn says when I was thinking of his awesome voice

"what was what?" I asked in confusion

"said something about my voice?!?" he said then I thought did I really think while I speak??

"you heard that??" I asked just to be on the safe side obviously

"yeah you went silent then I heard whispers about my voice. You really think out loud like Harry." OMG he compared me to Harry yay but wait I think loudly well that was the first well then I didn't know what to say but I knew that my cheeks were red as roses!