I'm Diana...

Chapter 4

*dianas pov*

I sit silently in my room as I wait for Zayn to come up with popcorn. Soon Zayn arrives and I pretend to play with my phone to avoid an awkward conversation.

"Diana...?" He asks. I look up innocently trying to hold in a tear.

"Are you okay you have been acting strange since we kissed..?" Zayn asks worried

"Yes. I'm fine I promise." I reply looking into his dark brown eyes.

"Ok." He states adjusting himself. Soon the both of us were sitting on my bed Indian style. We look at each other and try not to laugh but it hard because it's dead silent.

"Patty cake?" He asks like a 5 year old.

"Patty cake patty cake bakers man bake me a cake as fast as you can, roooll it and pat it and mark it with a B and put it in the oven for you and me!" They both of us repeat over and over until we get bored. I stand up on my bed and look down at Zayn.

"HAHAHAHAHA I'm taller than you ha ha ha hahaha!" I sing. Zayn stands up and looks down at me.

"I don't think so!" We both laugh as we slowly sit back down. I grab the bowl of popcorn and slowly start eating as if I was watching a suspenseful part of a movie.

"Aw I love this show!" Zayn says taking the bowl of popcorn from me. We stare at the black screen and pretend we are actually watching something. I take his phone of my bed and start playing with it. I go on twitter and make a bunch of random tweets.

"Why do you have so many followers?" I ask

"Because I have a band and we have a lot of fans.." He quickly says

"Oh." I reply as I soon get hate from a bunch of random girls.

"@1dforever: why do you stalk his phone? Overprotective much?

@zaynsbutt52: ur. a. slut.

@we_hate_diana: ew delete pictures off here Bc it makes me wanna die!" I throw his phone at him and run to my bathroom.

*zayns pov*

I look at Diana, here smile soon turns to a frown. She threw my phone at me and ran to the bathroom sobbing. I stand up to go see if she's okay when I look at my screen.

"@1dforever: why do you stalk his phone? Overprotective much?

@zaynsbutt52: ur. a. slut.

@we_hate_diana: ew delete pictures off here Bc it makes me wanna die!." That pretty much explains it.

*knock knock*

"What?!" She asks

"Let me in! Please?!" I yell. I hear the door unlock letting me know it ok to go in. I slowly walk in and see Diana sitting in the bathtub crying. I walk over and sit in the bathtub with her.

"Hi!" I say smiling. I get a weak smile out of her.

"Hi." She says back trying not to smile. I wipe off her tears and take her hands.

"I missed you!" She gave me a funny look.

"Your were without me for 5 minutes" We both laugh and stand up. Stepping out of the bathtub she slightly trips. We both laugh harder and walk into her room. She sits on her bed and turns her head to the left. I look at her and turn my head to the right.

"What?" I question

"I'm hungryyy!!!!" Diana whines

"Do you want to get food?" I ask

"Can you get me food?" She whines again

"Ugh fine." I say walking out of her room. I walked down two sets of stairs and saw that no one was in the house. The song "if I were a boy" by Beyoncé filled my ears. All I heard was a girls voice coming from upstairs. It was faint but it was the most amazing voice I have ever heard. I started making a sandwich while singing along. I walked upstairs with 2 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

"I heard you singing!" She laughs

"I was only singing because you were!" I state giving her the eyebrow. She giggled and took a small bite if her pb&j.

"This is the best sandwich ever!" she screamed

"It's just a peanut butter and jelly..." I laugh

"So it's a good one!" She claims. I look at her as she eats her sandwich and slowly scrolls through some kind of feed she has.