Beautiful Chaos

Sickening

Lakshita's P.O.V---

I was in the waiting hall of the UK embassy. I had a couple of hours to spend all alone in the slightly deserted room. "Miss.Shankar, two more hours until you'll be called." A lady behind a teak-wood desk announced and I nodded at her as she smiled, continuing her work. I pushed the files on my lap closer to my body, tapping a rhythm on them.

*texts*

Where you at?

Embassy

So long? You skipped lunch, babe.

It's okay. I am fine. 3 more hours until I get back

3 more hours? I am coming right away.

No, it's okay. Finish the site-seeing

Nope

Idiot

Be there in 20, doll

*texts*

I smiled at how much I had someone who cared the most about me. Leaning back on the waiting room couch, I sat staring at the wallpaper.

Soon I heard the door open and saw Zayn walking in, holding a bag and his phone. "Heyyy..." He dragged the word, smiling at me. I returned the smile as his sat down beside me and placed the small bag on my lap. "Eat." He said and I opened the paper bag, not denying because of how hungry I was. Taking out a corn sandwich and caramel latte, I tasted the food. "Thank you, Z." I said and he chuckled, pulling my cheeks.

"What did you do today?" I asked and he leaned back, sipping my latte, "Hey, don't steal my food." I took it away and he laughed. "Food addict." He called me and I shook my head. "Then?" He questioned, turning to look at me and I bit my lip. "Zayn addict." I said and he cooed, pecking my lips, tasting the cheese.

"We went to the red fort. Had lunch with Mr.Modi. Visited Delhi University and few friends of yours and Rakhi." He said and I nodded. "I love the city...but" He dragged and I understood what he meant. "Delhi is an amazing city. But, it is baldy polluted with crimes and human activities. Global warming is too much." I said and he nodded, grimly. "Wish I could take all the wrong things away from the world." He said and I smiled at his thought.

"So tell me about Tamil Nadu. I want to know about the place you were born and had your childhood days in." He said and I smiled, thinking about my state. "So as you know, I am a Tamil Brahmin. My mother tongue is Tamil. I was born in Coimbatore and was there till I was 3 and then moved to Chennai and lived there until I was 10. After that I moved to Mumbai as you know." I said and he nodded, staring at the same wall I was looking at earlier. The wall was quite interesting with a brown wallpaper that had the map of London city.

"Where do you want to work?" He asked and I looked at him. "It would depend on what my career turns out to be. Something related to the music industry, of course. But I could be a popstar, a guitarist, a back-up singer or lyricist. Can never be sure, can I?" I said and he smiled. "You and I a popstar, Lakshita. We could tour together. Perform together. Be a duo. It would be amazing." He exclaimed and I giggled. "Yeah, I would love that. But, I would not like you to quit One direction. Do you understand?" I said and he nodded, obediently. "I love the lads and I wouldn't like leaving them. But if you want me to, I will. If you aren't there anymore, I don't think I can be with the boys. It would burden me with sweet memories and I wouldn't be able to live." He said and I rubbed his arm. "But you will always be with me so I am not worrying." He smiled, making me smile back.

"Zayn... I am sorry, but I have to tell you this." I said and he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, tell me." He said in a nervous tone. "I will have to go in a week to my college and stay there for two months. I have to be there for my final project and end of term exams." I said and his smile died. "Okay..." He whispered and I sighed. I hated doing this to him but I had to tell him.

"Tell me how you feel being a popstar, Z. Maybe I will be one soon. And we could sing duets." I said and he smiled slightly. "I love music. Singing is the only talent I have and I like doing it a lot. I had never in my life imagined I would be this popular, but I am. At the start when I was in X factor and the first six months of being a popstar, I enjoyed the fame. The love I got from the fans has helped in many ways at many times. But, I started receiving hate." He sighed.

"I am not a person who takes criticism well. I was called names, put down, insulted for who I was. Everywhere people would describe me as the hot, shy, mysterious one. I project myself as a mysterious one because I really don't like people judging me for who I am when they know too little about me. I am shy. I don't easily open up to people. It's not easing doing so. Being an open book has its own advantages and disadvantages too. And especially when you are famous, people tend to interfere in your life." He said, continuing to stare at that wall.

"I understand, Zayn. Being famous is tough for you. But still, don't let hate break you apart. I am in love with this strong guy who is a softie inside. And with just his voice, he can move mountains. When I used to be a directioner... I had whole different assumption. I never knew you were this good and soft at heart. But then I have never had the habit of judging a person who I knew nothing about expect for facts from Wikipedia." I said and he suppressed.

"I have always wanted people to understand me for who I am. But when they failed, I started showing them less of myself and that was better comfort. I am hurt, Lakshita. People don't see me for who 'I' am. But who 'The Zayn Malik' is through Media's eyes. I hate being famous but I love the band and music. And the fans. I do this for them... and for my fan." He smiled at me and I pecked his cheek.

"Thanks, Z. I support you. I love you. Tell me if anything's wrong and if you are feeling low. I am here for you." I said and he nodded.

---

The interview got over and we were back to the hotel by 9 pm. Zayn, Niall, Rakhi and I had dinner at the restaurant and we went up to our rooms. "Lakshita, let's watch a movie." Zayn suggested as I plopped down on the bed after changing into a pair of shorts and tank top. He casted a movie from YouTube to the TV through Chromecast and sat beside me. "What movie?" I asked and he handed me his phone. It was Cinderella Part 1 and 2 from Disney. I smiled at him.

"When did you start liking Princesses?" I asked and he chuckled. "Since the day I fell in love with you." He said and I blushed. "You've turned out to be very corny these days, Javaad." I hit his arm playfully and he laughed. The movie started and I watched, laying my head on Zayn's chest. Half sitting and half lying down. He had his back leaned on the pillow and his head resting on his palms. I watched the movie as I fell asleep.

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