We'll Never Be The Same

Chapter 2

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Zayn Malik sat across from me. Just a few inches. We were separated by a coffee table. He was near me. All the world seems to be blurry and I just saw him. His eyes, his nose, his lips. I was shaken by the host out of my trance and asked me a question,

"It appears Zayn Malik is to be your love interest."

i didn't answer this question. Why is Zayn my love interest? Can he even act?

Then, the host asked another question. This time, I was braver to answer this question.

"Are you satisfied with this choice by the director, Juliette?"

I gathered up all my courage, showed a smile, and answered,

"Yes, sure I am really satisfied. I think the director is a genius!" I looked at Zayn and asked him a question, 

"May I ask what's your name?" A look of hurt appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared so quickly I think I imagined it.

"My name is Zayn. Zayn Malik, Ms. Juliette."

he seems to be getting what I was doing, pretending to not know him even a little bit. The host asked another question, breaking the tension that was happening between Zayn and me.

"It looks like you don't know each other." The host was right. I don't know this man. This was the new Juliette. And Juliette doesn't know anyone from her past.

"This is my first time meeting him." I replied cooly.

"I think I saw you once at a press conference." Zayn said, his british accent stinging, or rather, calming my senses.

"Maybe you did, but unfortunately, I didn't see you." I was planning on bringing him down right at this moment. but I know now is not the time. So I'll be nice to him until that day comes. What I was fearing was, maybe I was still the stupid girl who will fall in love with him all over again. Maybe I was.

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When the interview was over, My schedule for the day was clear and I hurried back to my dressing room. I don't want to have any encounters with Zayn so I stayed there for at least one and a half hour, to make sure that he already left. When my phone battery died because of all the playing I did, I decided the time I killed was enough. I checked my watch, it was 12:34. It was time for lunch. I picked a restaurant in my head, and when I was done, I quietly got out of my dressing room and sneaked out until the exit door, but I was stopped by a voice,

"Where are you going? And why are you crouched?" Someone asked me, and I looked over my shoulder to see Zayn standing there, wearing a blue denim jacket and black pants.

I straightened up and answered him, "I'm going for lunch, it's 12:35." I indicated to my watch.

"Can I go with you? Because I didn't have lunch yet." I was planning on saying no, but the first of my plan was being nice to him, so following my plans, I said yes.

He smiled me that would've melted me years ago, when he was stil mine, but I built a block between his charms, and my weak heart.

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We used his car on going to the restaurant I was talking about. This restaurant was small so people are quite few. We decided to sit on the farthest booth we can see, which happens to be near the cash register. Zayn volunteered to go get our food. I didn't even say what my order is, but he was looking sure of what I would order, so I let him.

He came back with a tray of two cheeseburgers, I was salivating over it but remembered that I should bring him down, it was funny how he still remembered the type of food I'll eat, but now's not the time.

"Eww! Do you know how much carbs are in that meat?" I asked him. I tried to sound like an annoying, cheerleader girl while making my face look like I'm about to throw up.

"It's protein, Juliette. And what is wrong with you? I'm just being nice." He asked, completely irritated.

So my plan was working, and i really knew it was protein, I just wanted to irritate him.

I stood up and lined to the counter. I ordered a salad. Probably not the best food I can order because I'm not much of a vegetarian, but still, it was healthy.

When I got back to our seat, Zayn was looking down, his arms on the table, supporting his body.

"Juliette, do you really hate me that much?" He asked when I sat down. I was guilty on buying the salad, but at least, some of the anger was washed away from me. I cant see his face because he was looking down, and I didn't answer his question yet. So I answered his questions by doing actions.

I picked up the cheeseburger and started to bite it, while eating my salad. He looked up and saw me eating my burger. He smiled at me. Maybe i was wrong about him. Maybe he was truly sorry.

I tried to lighten up the mood by using humor,

"What? You're supposed to balance you food right? Vegetables and meat?" I indicated me eating the cheeseburger and salad. His smile grew bigger and he started eating his burger. We ate with small talks about fame, fans, and how our life has been. This ended up to be the best lunch I have ever experienced.... Yet.

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Zayn drived me home, saying he will see me tomorrow.The taping doesn't start until next week, but it was really fun spending this day with zayn, so I think tomorrow would not be so different.

i walked up to my room, changing while smiling like and idiot. I sat on my bed and started watching tv. There was a rewind of the interview I had awhile ago, so I decided to watch that.

But when the interview was on the middle scene, I drifted off to sleep.