Beautiful Chaos

Filmfare

Lakshita's P.O.V---

We entered the massive hall that was decorated beautifully. Zayn had his hand around my waist as we looked for the lads. They were at a center table that was in the center row. The place had hundreds of black round tables and chairs of the same color. I took a seat next to Liam and Zayn sat to my right. I leaned back on the chair as the hosts took their places on the stage to start the ceremony.

I saw few familiar faces and they waved at me. Looking at my Bollywood idols and celebrity crushes made me quite shy. Zayn's hand found its way to my thigh where my right hand rested. He locked fingers with me but his eyes were fixed to the stage. His hand was a little chill. I rubbed it softly and the chillness was fading away. There were dance performances, some comedy roleplays and more to entertain the guests.

I was singing along softly to a melody song when a guy came up to our table. "Boys, we need you at the backstage. Your performance is next." He informed and they stood up. "I'll be back soon, babe." He said and walked away to the side. I turned my attention back to the stage and rubbed my arms.

I sipped some water from the glass of water placed in front of me and coughed. I had some water again and continued watching the show. Karan and Kapil were back on stage and called out few nominations with AV's and distributing awards. "Next up is a performance for us by the biggest boy band in the world. Let's give it up for... ONE DIRECTION!" Karan called as they walked backstage.

The doors at the back opened and the boys entered from behind as the music started playing. They had separate closed boxes like chairs set up. Zayn walked looking around, emotionless. I could still feel the chillness that I had felt from his hand earlier. Was he nervous? But he has done thousands of shows.

He sat in the middle one and looked up at the audience. I rested my elbow on the table and my chin on my palm. I was straight opposite to Zayn. The center.

"Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me." He sang, brushing his own left hand with what he had caught mine, earlier and always. I smiled slightly as I continued to hear.

"But bare this in mind it was meant to be." He sang, slightly pecking his edge of his thumb.

"And I'm joining up the dots with pimples on your cheek." He sang, licking his lips. I remembered how he had found few pimples on my cheek this morning while having breakfast and kissed them softly, telling me he liked those little dots on my cheeks, counting ten of them.

"And it all makes sense to me." He sang, nodding slightly.

Liam sang now and Zayn kept smiling at all of it. I remembered how I complain I hate my laugh, smile, stomach, thighs, nose and butt. But he told me he loves all those.

"I won't let these little things slip, out, of my mouth.

But if I do, it's you, oh, it's you, they add up to.." He sang along with Liam, smiling slightly.

"I am in love with you..." He looked up, staring right into my eyes with those warm hazel ones. "And all these little things." He sang, smiling at me. I blushed furiously, smiling with awe at my boyfriend.

And all the while the boys sang, he kept smiling at me and licking his lips but not breaking eye contact.

"I wont let these little things, slip, out, of my mouth.

But if I do, its you, oh, its you, they add up to...

I am in love with you

And all your little things." He sang along with the boys, finishing the song.

The stadium erupted in a thunder of claps. I beamed at my guy and he smiled. He pointed his thumbs at himself, made a heart with his fingers and pointed at me. I giggled slightly, tears at the brim of eyes.

Karan and Kapil came on stage, clapping. "Such an amazing performance. One more round of applause for One Direction, India." Kapil called and crowd again clapped thunderously. "Zayn, I saw you doing extra stuff apart from the boys. The reason?" Karan questioned and my guy, chuckled, looking at me. "Karan... before I answer, can I do something first?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow at him. "Baby!" He called, opening his arms wide, I bit my lip and he nodded, asking me to come to him. I ran to him, hugging him tight and he wrapped his arms around me.

He pulled away and smiled, bringing a red rose from him pocket. "Will you be my valentine?" He asked and I kissed his cheek, nodding. I was overwhelmed with what he had done. He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close, looking at the audience. "Hello, India. I am Zayn Malik and with me is my fabulous girlfriend, Lakshita and my amazing brothers. And Karan, she is the reason. I am in love with you." He said, looking at me for the last sentence and I couldn't stop smiling. Everyone cooed and clapped, making me blush.

The boys talked and soon the program came to an end. As soon as we got out Zayn pulled me into a taxi. "Where are we going?" I asked and he shushed me, removing his hat off. After sometime we reached a small park. "Bhaiya, gadi ruko." Zayn spoke in Hindi asking the driver to stop and I blinked at him like he spoke some unfamiliar language. "What?! I learnt Hindi okay? Even though it isn't your mother tongue." He said and I giggled, getting down with him. I lifted up my Anarkali slightly, following Zayn. His left hand held my right tightly.

We were going uphill and he stopped as we reached the top. I saw Mumbai city glow below. "How did you know this place? And.. Zayn.. you did this for me?" I asked, stuttering. "Yep. I just did some scavenging and found this place. Somewhere peaceful and private. This is our place and we'll call this 'Silence'." He explained and I laughed, kissing his cheek. "Thank you so much, baby. But I have something for you for Valentine's Day too." I said and he smirked.

I pulled out a box from a big-shopper bag I was carrying. "What's this?" He asked and I shrugged, giving it to him. He opened it and stood there, his mouth hanging open. "You got me underwear?! And the right size?! In colors?" He asked and I laughed hard at his priceless face. He tackled me in a hug and we fell on the grass, laughing.

"You are the best. Romantic moments never get sappy with you; you always make it fun and loving. I am going to throw away all my other ones and wear only this hereafter." He said, looking at the box, beside.

And we lay there laughing and talking as stars twinkled in the night sky.