Living With One Direction

Chapter Fifteen [Part 1] - One Direction & Dylan, Dinner Date

As the day went on we learnt how to surf. I was incredibly impressed how Dylan was able to teach us in a matter of hours.

At the end of the session, all showered up we decided to head out to somewhere to eat. Liam kind of felt bad with what happened to Dylan so invited him to dinner (what was he thinking?!), while Zayn wanted to invite Jayda, but was then reminded by Harry that he should go to coffee with her as his next ‘date’.

Dylan went back to his place to get changed while we went back to the hotel, showered and changed. It was full of mixed emotions. Zayn was just confused, Louis felt awkward being with Dylan, Harry and Niall were both thinking 'what now' with Bridie, Liam was in good spirits and then there was me. I don't know why but I felt for Dylan - why I don't know as he did that to me but I still couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Seeing him again brought back so many memories we shared. I didn't let this get to me as he ruined my past - this could have been us in Dubai, but everything happens for a reason and I'm with Louis so I guess that's the reason, he broke my heart and then I met Louis - the definition of perfect, someone I'm genuinely happy with!

We all got ready - fairly casual. Louis wore his signature outfit of chinos with a stripy t-shirt, braces, and toms. Niall wore and Irish t-shirt with jeans, while Harry wore shorts and a t-shirt with a blazer print on. Liam wore a checked shirt with jeans, and Zayn wore a Ralph Lauren polo t-shirt with jeans. I wore a simple, short dress. It was three-quarter arms being plain black, with like a flowery skirt attached, I accompanied with flat floral ballet shoes - I so couldn't be arsed! We were good to go. Dylan picked us up wearing chinos (why?!), a black t-shirt that had a CD disc printed on and a baseball cap (again why music - that prick knows how to work me up -.-).

There was very little conversation made on the journey down. Once we got the restaurant and starters had gone down us, a conversation was beginning to from. During the main course we spoke about One Direction and what Dylan was doing here in Dubai and what he was going to do next. He seemed to be behaving so well (sounds like a dog haha!).

The conversation then drew on to me, "Zendaya, you never mentioned what you’re doing with the boys here in Dubai, you dating one of these?" Dylan questioned. What was I meant to say?! It's fine anywhere else as I would say I'm Zayn's cousin but he knew my life - agghh crap! I looked around to the boys all clueless.

"No! I'm writing a book on one direction and their management allowed me to fly with them to write more about my story and getting to see what their like when their just spending some time alone without fans" I replied. That was a good lie!

"But you’re a fan!" Dylan said.

"Yes but not a crazed one that follows, them everywhere, cries when they see them, throws bras on stage - there’s a difference between dedicated and stalking fans" I said. I out did that bitch!

“So are you dating anyone?” he asked.

Why was he drilling me with questions?! “Don’t really have the time for a boyfriend and I’m loving the single life!” I replied.

Once our mains had been picked up we ordered desert. In that time I went from my seat. I just needed a moment alone and just get this thing worked out with Dylan being here - it was all becoming a bit too much for me and to sudden. "Just popping to the toilet" I said.

Outside the toilet was like this little waiting area. It had sofas and coffee tables with draped Walls. I just sat there, thinking over everything - why was I feeling so sorry for Dylan?! Did I still love him? Nooooo how could I think such a thing after everything?! He cheated on me! I was stupid enough to forgive him, and then he turned into a prick on our anniversary that's when I called quits on our relationship. Come to think of it he hardly did anything romantic compared to Louis. Yeah Dylan and I did share some good times like, like... The time - why was my mind so blank?! Had he seriously never been so romantic? Bloody hell I wasted love on him! I don't even think our relationship was real. Just because he was the captain of the football team, and I was an outgoing spontaneous girl that never associated with the plastics as I was able to stand on my own two feet, which is what Dylan liked about me. We always received mixed comments about our relationship - the plastics would hate me as they would try so hard being plastic hoping that's what Dylan wanted - Dylan thought he wanted that until a week before we started dating when we had a massive argument causing me to tell him he was wasting his breath after plastics as they were fake inside and out and that's what he liked about me; a girl able to speak up for herself and my diva fits were apparently 'hot' - yeah I never understood either why guys found it attractive when girls lashed out on them! Then you had people that were like 'you can do better than him' dayum I should have listened to them back then. And then you had the supporting ones 'oh you two make the perfect couple' I would listen to them as they would make me feel better about myself.

Dylan walked over to where I was seated. Why was he here?

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Yooo! Big thank you for the support! This is a two part chapter as it is long and I want to keep the suspence! Hehe - Little evil like Zendaya lol! Also yeah the chapter title is a little weird but I wanted The 'D's' in a row LOL!

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