I was reluctant to go to the show but I figured that if I am moving on with my life I had to prove to myself that there is nothing between me and Zayn. I have to step away from the fantasy love I had with Zayn that could never become a reality.
Brad and I find our seats right behind the judges. I guess that Zayn must have made some good friends to get us these seats but then again maybe they were willing to give a member of One Direction whatever they desired. I don’t even realize who is next to us until I sit down.
“Carla?”
I turn and face a blonde woman with violet eyes.
“Lori!”
I hug her. I feel like a fool. for not recognizing my friend but I have not seen her since the movie double date. She reminds me of my mum when she is in work mode. I guess that I am used to seeing fun Lori and the one in front of me is a businesswoman.
“I feel like it’s been eternity since I last saw you.”
“I know you look like you're doing good. You remember Brad my boyfriend?”
“Of course I do. You seem a bit more muscular than I can remember though.”
I see Lori check out Brad while he quickly flexes his muscles. I know how much a flirt he can be but I know that he would never cheat on me. I am not jealous of Lori either, I know that she would never do anything to steal my boyfriend. She is a true friend.
The performances begin and we sit down. Each performance seems to be better than the last, I am afraid that maybe Zayn and his other band mates may not continue on. Then again maybe I might be wrong I have not heard the 5 of them perform together though I know how good Zayn can sing by himself.
“ONE DIRECTION!”
The crowd’s roar is deafening. I did not know how popular the guys really were. But I guess that I have been focusing too much on work and not enough on pop culture, I am starting to become an old woman.
I realize how good the boys actually are, whoever thought of putting the 5 of them together had the best idea ever. I find it ironic though that they are British boys singing Kids in America although they are pretty amazing.
Even though all the guys are singing in unison I can still recognize Zayn’s voice. I join the crowd and rock out to the guys singing enjoying the moment. I honestly believe that maybe I just needed to take some time away from Zayn to realize that there was nothing between us that would last.
The kiss was a mistake or at least I believed that until I saw him up close. When the boys dance behind the judges’ table Zayn ends up in front of me. His chocolate puppy dog eyes find mine and I swear my heart stops beating. What kind of a fool was I thinking that I could take a step forward with Brad when I was still in love with Zayn? I guess that one step forward only brings me two steps back.
At the end of the song I did not realize how frozen I was until I feel a hand on my shoulder.
“Are you starstruck about how awesome they are Carls or are you just doing your tree impersonation?”
I smile at him robotically as best as I can. I do not want to hurt Brad but I know that I would never have a chance with Zayn especially with how famous and popular he has become. What am I going to do?
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Writing Music ( A Zayn Malik love story)
FanfictionThirteen-year old Carla did not like the idea of moving across the Atlantic Ocean until she met a brown-eyed boy. Could either of them have guessed that the same boy would become one of the most famous teenage musicians just a few years later?
