Today, our fourth day, right after we woke up, excited for another day in Amsterdam where we will keep doing weird stuff publicly and visit more fabulous places, both Zayn and I received an email that turned it all upside down. Making us so in rush and so sad in the same time. We are leaving tonight. Mr Micheal had problems while setting the dates of the tickets and that's why. We were running everywhere in the room to pack our things.
We could end rushing by the evening, when we stopped a taxi to direct to the airport. It took us two hours to get our passports checked and stuff and finally we were in the plane. I was sitting next to the window and looking through it.
Why did it have to happen? Leaving Amsterdam. You can fall in love at first sigh with a place as with a person and that's what happened. Seeing the Amstel with the bridge and both its sides, covered with flowers. And then there are the boats making you feel relaxed just by looking at them. At least, there was where Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters were together and this makes it enough to love this city. Did Mr Micheal really had to make a mistake!? As I was lost in my thoughts, Zayn held my hand tight and I looked at him, deeply in his charming Hazel eyes. I was wrong, nobody can love such a wonderful place at first sigh as you can fall in love with someone's eyes, their smile or their kindness. "I love you." He whispered, kissing my forehead. I rested my head on his shoulder and held his hand tighter, not wanting to let him go.
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"You know, I don't want to be disguised in some pink kimono and a weird wig with two chopsticks." Zayn said as we took our suitcases.
"Neither a face full of white powder and red lipsticks." And this was our first conversation when our feet touched Japan's airport.
By the evening, Zayn was pretty hungry and thought about cooking a snack himself. Nacho cheese pinwheels. best Zayn someone can ever have. The, not really nice, part of this is that I already dislike cheese but I think I'll get over it. Like, I eat so much pizza and stuff but I guess this will have more cheese. Eww. "We need to go groceries shopping to fill this fridge." That's why we went to a near supermarket to get the ingredients we want. Pretty confused that we can already eat the hotel meals but, just for the holy snack's sake.
"Bean dip, checked." Zayn said as he looked through his phone. "Green onions, checked and so is the Old In paso's flour tortillas."
"What now?"
"THE CHEESE." Zayn said stopping me and looking to the front. "NACHO CHEESE." It's like he's admiring some piece of art, the way he's looking at the cheese weirdly and, over-doing a role of a cheese lover. "Come on." He held my hand and went to the corner where, his be-loved, was placed. I am not getting jealous of him loving cheese so much, am I?
"What if we get safely adventurous and make the nacho cheese by ourselves?" I smirked as he kept looking between all the cheese on the roofs trying to find what he wants.
"What do you mean?" I got the ingredients online and showed him my phone as he quickly went to grab the flour.
On our way to get the butter, an advertiser stopped us with a tray which had different types of cheese with sticks asking us to try.
"This is a good chance for you to try cheese." Zayn said offering me cheddar cheese.
"I've always been offered to have cheese but I never had the pleasure to." I mocked taking a stick and, with my eyes and nose closed, I put the cheese in my mouth and tasted it. Tasteless, insipid, dull, vapid, tame was this piece of thing. "It's the first time that she eats cheese." Zayn murmured to the advertiser who was hoping anxiously I'd respond with pleasure after I eat this.
"Is that what you seriously are falling for?" I asked shaking my head and gulping that thing in disgust.
"Still haven't changed your mind?"
"About the tasteless yellow thing you call when you want to smile for the camera? No."
"Tasteless?" Zayn was, kind of, shocked when he took a stick from the woman who was waiting for our opinion. It seemed like he was also disgusted by whatever he ate. "What is that?" Glad I'm not dating someone who likes this.
"The number one cheese in Japan, you've just tasted the best cheese that is available in the Japanese stores, I hope you liked it." Said the young woman in her accent.
"If this is the best, I don't know how the worst would taste." Zayn growled next to me as I laughed.
"Excuse me?" She, gladly, hasn't heard a word which i'm thankful for.
"We have to go, this was amazing." Zayn said holding my hand and jogging away from the market, leaving the lady with a packet of cheese, trying with no avail to convince us to buy the cheese.
"Seems like Japan is welcoming you in her best way." I mocked.
"Thank you." He growled making me laugh out loud.
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