Back In Bradford- Zayn Malik Love Story

Chapter 5

I woke up late for work this morning, but I didnt really care. I put on my black holister joggers (sweatpants) and an old t-shirt that Zayn had left at mine, a baggy and plain white one. I decided to talk to my aunt and uncle about getting a small flat, so that im not always in the house, I mean, I'm old enough so why not.

After about an hour of convincing they finally said yes, I had most of my work pay saved up and my aunt and uncle gave me a couple hundred pounds. I found a flat online and i immediately texted Zayn to tell him.

*Heeeeeeyyyyyyyyy hows your day? guess what my aunt and uncle are letting me get a flat and I found one, whatchaa thinking? xxx*

I attached the picture of the flat I looked at and almost straight away he texted me back...

*Hello, me days fine thanks, that flat looks amazing, do you want some money, I'll buy it for you if you wanted? xx*

Zayn was always like this, one time there was this really nice pair of heels but they were 250 pounds, and I was looking in the window of the shop, whilst I thought Zayn had went to go get the things that he wanted but after about 5 minutes later he came out with a box and he handed it to me, he had actually snuck into the shop without me seeing him and had bought the shoes instead of his stuff.

*Zayn, its okay I have enough, I hate you always spending loads of money on me hehe, sorry babe I have to go, love you xxx*

he texted back...

*I hope you arent lying, okay love, im just having a break from our singing rehearsals, I'll be home in Bradford in 2 weeks :P loveeyouutoo xx*

I didn't reply back, i flung my phone onto the couch and ran into the kitchen.

"Kaaatttttttttteeeeeeeeeeeeee? where is all the milk ?" I ask searching through the fridge looking for the milk that sat there yesterday.

"I used it for my tea, sorry love you'll need to run to the shops and get it" she shouted from then living room.

I let out a sigh before running back up the stairs to grab my phone, I put on my black jumper that matches my joggers and put on my fluffy brown uggs before putting my hair up into a messy bun. I grabbed my purse and the keys to my car and drove to the store.

when I got back I didnt just have milk, I had everything that I could possibly think of, ice-cream, nutella, movies, 6 bags of sweets, 4 packets of pepsi cans, and loads of chocolate, also some blankets and slippers too, I had about 4 more bags aswell. I ran into the kitchen and placed the milk into the fridge, I put the kettle on and made some tea, before going up to my room with all the bags from the store. I watched 8 movies, some of which I had bought today. I ate everything out of the bags, and used the blanket and slippers too.

Half way during 'mean girls' I got a call from Harry. It was a very random call...

"hello?" I said

"hi babe, how are you?" He said confidently.

"ehm, fine I guess? Harry why do you keep texting and calling me?" I said taking a bite out of a chocolate bar.

"dont lie, you like it, its because I Love You baby" he said laughing.

"harry im going to hang up, goodb-" I started.

"no wait dont hang up, im sorry, im just bored, im sitting in this hotel room myself everyone is away out clubbing, do you wanna facetime?"

"ehmm, Harry i-"

"please"

"Fine".

"okay two mins" he said hanging up

"bye?" I said flinging my phone down.

a random address came up and i knew it was harry, i answered the call and there he was, sitting on a bed, showing his well built torso.

We were talking for about 4 hours and it was mainly about things that just popped into our heads.

"Harry, see your tattoos, did the butterfly hurt?" I ask.

I have 3 tattoos, I have a starry pattern running from the top of my neck to a quarter way down my back, I also have a small music note on my wrist and a small one of minnie mouse on the top of my thigh, I only got that because I wanted Zayn to get mickey mouse. But I was thinking about getting one on my stomach.

"a little but not alot, tattoos arent that sore, if you ever want to get one then text me and I'll tell you a good place to get it done"

"I actually have 3 tattoos, see" I showed him my tattoos.

"There really nice" he said smiling

He looked to the door then back at his phone.

''Thats them coming into the room, I should go, bye love'' He said before hanging up which didn't let me say a word.

Harry actually seems quite nice, he's looks and sounds like a good friend, I never really liked him, but I guess I do now.