♡ Chapter 5 ♡

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What a feeling ~ One Direction

Five Fridays

It had taken Zayn Malik five Fridays to finally be able to witness the beauty of Azalea laughing. With her mocha brown curls tickling her face, her eyes shining like the emeralds they were, her smile radiating rays of sunshine, and the muscles from her cheeks straining from smiling.

It was the first time Azalea had fully laughed with him. Usually, she would only smile or chuckle lightly. But she was laughing.

And Zayn had been the reason behind that laugh. So, his heart danced in his ribcage.

The skies were beginning to fade from delicate pinkish orange colors, into light confusing grays. The sun was disappearing in the horizon as the breeze got colder making their skin arouse with goosebumps. 

There was a faint vibration in Azalea's worn out brown leather satchel. She reached for it, digging her hands inside for her phone.

"Hello?" She answered softly into the speaker. "Yeah?....At the park........sorry.....Yeah I'll get going.....mhm....okay...bye."

"Is everything okay?" Zayn asked her, concerned by the look of disappointment on her pretty face.

Azalea threw her phone in her satchel again and draped it across her small frame pulling out her long hair that got caught in the handles.

"Yeah, just, my brother wants me home now cause its late." She looked up at the dark night  creeping into the skies. She felt bad for burdening Dominic. She was just a burden. She sighed a sigh barely even noticeable. But Zayn noticed.

"I can take you." Zayn offered nicely with a warm smile. He wouldn't let Azalea walk home at these hours. Plus, it was getting chilly and she could catch a cold after having her legs dipped in the water. He sounded like his mom now.

"No, it's fine, Zayn. I can walk. Don't worry." She told him. She didn't want to be a burden to him too. She thought she had already annoyed him enough all afternoon with her awkward conversations.

"No. I'll take you. I don't want you walking home alone." He got up from the grass and held a hand out for Azalea.

She took her legs out of the water and put on her creme toms before taking Zayn's hand. He smiled at her warmly. She returned his smile. And she realized that she hadn't forced it. It had been a while since she hadn't forced a smile for someone. It felt nice. 

"That's my car." He pointed to a white Honda Civic parked.

They walked side by side. The only sound was of the crunching grass and their breathing. Zayn opened the passenger door for Azalea which made a rosy pink blush taint her cheeks and feathers tickle her tummy.

Azalea felt very comfortable in the cozy car that smelled like black ice and spearmint gum. The same smell Zayn had. A smell that she wanted to bury her head into forever.

Zayn got inside, placed the keys in the ignition and the engine roared to life as all the lights turned on. 'You belong with me' blasted through the speakers making Zayn's hazel eyes widen as he desperately tried to change the song.

"I'm sorry. I-I forgot I had th-the volume all the way up." He apologized and Azalea thought his stuttered rambling was cute.

Zayn reversed out the parking lot after Azalea gave him her address and he punched it into the gps. He had a horrible memory with street names.

"You like Taylor Swift?" Azalea asked looking out the tainted black windows.

"Yeah." Zayn nodded focused on the road. Azalea noticed how he gripped the steering wheel with only one hand and she found herself thinking it was very attractive.

"All the boys I know hate Taylor Swift." She remembered how Dominic absolutely despised her and her "crap break up songs."

"That's cause their girls will never be half as fly as Tay." Zayn smirked smugly with raised bushy brows.

Azalea stifled a chuckle that she felt coming on at Zayn's adorable face. But Zayn noticed it and it made his heart swell just slightly. He loved to make Azalea smile.

"Do you like her?" He asked Azalea after obeying Siri's commands and taking a right turn.

"Uh, I'm not a fan. But she's okay. She has a good voice and some of her songs are good. I liked her old music a little more."

"I think I quite like the new approach of her music, actually. What type of music do you listen to?"

"I like The Fray, Ed Sheeran."

"Cool. I like The Fray's kind of rock vibe they have. It's pretty sick. I'm pretty wide when it comes to music taste. I go all the way from Chris Brown to Hannah Montana."

Azalea chuckles at that. "Hannah Montana?"

"Yeah, my little sisters loved her, so I would watch the show with them. But between you and me, Hannah was mah jam." He moved his shoulder from side to side.

Azalea laughed again. And all Zayn wanted was to hear that laugh forever. Cause it brought happiness to his soul and joy to his heart to see this broken girl back together even for a second.

Zayn pulled over after Azalea told him which house her's was. She lived in a beautiful home with a creamy peanut butter colored exterior and a big lawn.

"Thank you for the ride." Azalea said shyly picking at her bare fingernails.

"There's nothing to thank for, Azalea. I wanted to." Zayn told her and her smile grew. "Will I see you next Friday?"

"Yeah." She responded shyly. She didn't know what had taken over her but the small grin on her face didn't fade when she was around him.

"Alright, well I'll see you then. Take care, Azalea." He smiled warmly at her and she couldn't stop admiring the way his eyes squinted when he smiled.

"Bye, Zayn." She waved off, shutting the car door.

Azalea walked to the dark brown door of her house, taking her time up the block steps.  Dominic's head flicked upward from his homework as soon as he heard the sound of the door. He was ready to tell his little sister off for being late cause it was dangerous and she's all he had and didn't wanna lose her. But Dominic was surprised when he saw Azalea. Cause she was...grinning? Azalea always came home with tight lips and broken pieces in her swollen eyes on Fridays.

"You're happy tonight." He smiled at her as she took her toms off and left them at the fuzzy entrance door mat. "Why?"
"I don't know." She shrugged cause she really had no idea.

But in her mind were warm honey eyes and pearly white smiles and minty cars.

Well the ending sucked :( but anyways, feedback?

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