From the Beginning (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Zayn's POV

"Table for 2 please," I smiled at the waitress.

"Right this way." I encouraged Taylor to go in front of me and follow the waitress to our table. Along the way, I noticed the same guy sitting at another table with his face supposedly buried in the menu. I shook it off again pretending that I didn't see anything but this guy was seriously starting to test me. I was scared yet furious. 

"What are you going to have?" I looked up and asked Taylor who seemed to be studying the menu pretty hard. I took that time to look over at the guy again who was staring directly at us until he noticed my glare and quickly turned away. My face was red hot now and I didn't realize how long I was staring until Taylor's voice snapped me back into reality.

"Babe?"

"Yeah? Sorry," I mumbled, focusing my attention on Taylor.

"Are you okay? You seem a little on edge. What were you looking at?" 

"Yeah I'm fine, it was nothing, don't worry about it," I smiled. She shifted nervously in her seat but smiled back. I looked towards the guy who was writing something down on a piece of paper furiously while looking back at us. I just about got up and decked this guy one in the face. 

The waitress came and took our order. A little while later, the food was on our table. While eating, Taylor and I planned all of the things we were going to do within the week and a half of our trip. I was constantly glancing towards this guy every chance I got and he was still doing some really odd things. He was writing a lot of notes and glancing at Taylor and I a lot. I noticed that he was sitting in a spot that was close to the bathroom. I waited until Taylor wa done eating so I wouldn't leave her alone with this freak in the same room and then I told her I had to go to the bathroom. Luckily, she had to go, too. 

I walked by the guy sitting down and saw what kind of notes he had attatched to his clipboard, atleast what I could get a glimpse of. I saw mine and Taylor's name at the top with handwritten notes scribbled everywhere. I couldn't catch a glimpse in time to see what they said. I needed to call Paul. 

"Okay, go to the bathroom and I'll be waiting right here for you," I said to Taylor. 

"Don't you have to go too?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll be quick though," I smiled. She walked into the women's washroom and I stood outside the door. I didn't actually have to go to the washroom, I just wanted to see what the creep's notes said. There was no way I could risk her even being alone in the washroom but I knew I wasn't allowed to go in there, so I guarded the door. I watched the creepy guy stare at me and I was just waiting for him to walk up to me so I could kick his ass. 

Taylor walked out of the washroom and I grabbed her freshly washed hand and headed towards the counter where I could pay for our meal. On the way, I took one last glimpse at the guy's notes and then took off. 

I drove quicker than usual back to the hotel but luckily Taylor didn't notice. I'm glad that she's more of the oblivious type. We pulled into the parking lot and went upstairs. For once, I didn't see the creepy guy, but at the same time, that worried me even more. I opened the door and let Taylor go into our room first, checking left and right for this creep. Nowhere in sight. 

"I'm going to take a shower, is that alright?" Taylor asked. 

"Sure, babe, no problem," I smiled. As soon as I heard the water turn on, I ripped out my phone and called Paul. I still didn't want Taylor to know how worried I was about this guy because she would freak out. 

"Paul? Paul..." 

"Zayn, what's up, Bud? Are you okay? How is your trip going?"

"Paul, someone is following us. Taylor spotted him at the airport and I've seen him in and outside of our hotel and at the restaurant we were just at. He was writing down notes and I walked by and managed to sneak a glimpse of what they said and they're about Taylor and I. Paul, I'm freaking out," I hadn't realized how scared I actually was until I noticed myself panting and shaking.