An Obsessed Fan.

Chapter 6

"damn it zayn, you wont believe this" i asked zayn to come  and see the huge crowd thats outside my house, i wonder how  they know this place? seriously,  cant believe it,  i mean those fans are the craziest!

"whats up?" zayn replied as he left  the kitchen holding one cup of tea or whatever it is, and Walked to see what i was  pointing at, and clearly he made only one cup , that selfish little bastard,

"oh thankyou actually for the tea your too kind, maybe you should win an oscar for your kindness" i glared daggers at him for not bringing me my tea, though i've already told him to make one for me!!

"unfortunately they dont give an award for the kindness to a 21 year old guy, thats so unfair to me, ha?"

zayn answered with a smirk on his face, then he started smiling to the crowds, rolling my eyes i walked in the balcony as we both were waving to our fans!!

we continued doing some kind of hey's, and acting stupid with the bradford boy as we tried to make the fans laugh, and we obviously succeeded at that, though,well,to be honest, we're not funny at all.

zayn has always been so shy infront of the camera, but believe me, he is the eveilest, shelfiest, yet the kindest one in the group, and the last one is Already known!! but i guess thats only how he is, the managment  are  always complaining about him not tweeting much or not connecting to fans much, they said its very necessary, he tries to do his best at that, but he sometimes just get tired of it, and its all because of that hate he gets always, i mean no doubt we all do get annoyed lots, by well... different directions, but he is the most one to get that kind of hate and he really doesn't deserve this, he is the most one who shouldn't get any kind of that, cus zayn is really white sweet hearted though he never admits it,  i've seen him cries a couple of times because of those hate reasons!

"Harold, hey,  what is in your mind" breaking my thoughts zayn speaked, as he kicked my ass with his foot

"ouch,what did you do that for?" i snapped at him, and he started chuckling, and then all that i can see was laughing faces, uhhh, he actually did hit my arse infront of the crowds!

"uh, screw you man, im going to bring myself a cup, and dont ever try to do this again" i told zayn as he stopped me " then take this with you" and handled me his cup, i rolled my eyes, and took the cup from his hand, leaving him alone in the balcony, i left the hall and entered the kitchen to make myself a cup, i put zayn's cup on the desk, he will be washing those later, its not my problem.

while i was walking upstairs to where zayn was standing, after i finished everything and left the kitchen, i wanted to take my phone, so i changed the direction and suddenly i heard some noise, it from the opposite direction, I started looking to the source of the voice, it was from the kitchen, as i get closer i heard some whispers,

"lets go find where they are now, but first let me take a picture of the kitchen" some voice speaks in  a low voice, and when i  try to get  more close so i can hear them well, some girl walkes out of the kitchen, i held her arm so she can turn to face me when i saw her heading into the other direction,

"Do i know you orr" i speaked ever so confused,

" ummm... actually" she answered, finally turning to face me, happiness is written all over her face,

"your a fan right" its obvious, cus she is obviously  overwhelmed

"I-i am actually, but... oh my"

" do, umh.. i've seen that face before"

her sparkled with hope when she first heard my statement "you actually, im -i was in the t.."

wait, she is the same girl, that i met in the... in the taxi.