Zayn Malik Imagines

The Old Recording Studio

"Aw, come on!" you shout to yourself, pulling your hoodie over your long hair as the trickling of rain starts to come down in buckets. 

You were just unlucky enough to get caught in a storm and not to have an umbrella, and there were no stores nearby that you could run into to keep dry since you were walking down the backside of a building, a shortcut from school to your house. You could just barely see through the layers of rain ahead of you and now your hoodie was starting to soak. 

Spotting a small entrance door in the building wall to your left, you run over to it, hoping that the door would be unlocked.

"Well, it's better than nothing," you mutter as you step inside, thankful that it was open.

Only darkness meets you when you look inside. Trying to get used to the dark light, you blink a few times and in a few moments, your vision comes back to you. Tugging off the head part of your hoodie, you start to wonder exactly what kind of building this is.

You scan around the walls and notice that there are a bunch of posters, albums, and records covering the walls. You gasp in amazement. You had stumbled upon a room containing old records of albums of bands long ago. Looking at them more closely, you could recognize some of them. Then it starts to hit you that you were in an old recording studio. All of a sudden, your attention is brought away from the pictures on the wall to the sound of someone singing. Turning around, you try to walk as quietly as you can in your wet clothes to see who had the beautiful voice. Tip-toeing down the hallway, you see a door open ajar and note that the music is coming through there.

Opening it, you slide in quietly and keep your back to the wall so that no one would see you. But you gasp in surprise. There, sitting in the middle of the room was a boy who you knew too well. It was no other than Zayn Malik from One Direction. The other lads were all sitting on stools completing a circle, but there was no one else in sight. 

Unfortunately, your gasp was just a little too loud and the Zayn stopped singing.

"What was that?" asked Harry looking around.

"I don't know...it sounded like someone had gasped or something.." said Zayn.

Niall put down his guitar that he was strumming and all of the boys got up.

"Let's look around.." suggested Liam.

"I'm scared!" whined Louis.

"Oh Louis!" chuckled Zayn in that voice that you loved so much.

As the boys spread out in different directions, Zayn ends up walking in your direction. You're scared out of your wits just because you couldn't believe that he might find you. Slipping back through the door, you sit against the wall in the hallway hoping he wouldn't come through but at the same time, you hoped that he would. Soon you hear soft footsteps right outside and your heart starts to beat extremely fast. The door cracks open and in peeks Zayn's brown head. He notices you there, sitting against the wall on the floor, looking at him in surprise. 

"Hey..." he says walking in, "was that you who we heard in there?"

You nod your head slowly in disbelief that he was actually talking to you. "I found the door open, it was raining outside, and I heard you--" you stutter, trying to find your words.

"It's okay," Zayn says gently and takes off his sweatshirt to put around your shivering shoulders.

"Thanks.." you mutter in a shaky voice.

"Your welcome. No one really knows about this place...it's pretty old. It's a wonder you found us because we thought no one would find us," Zayn states as he sits down beside you. He puts an arm around you and rubs your shoulders to keep them warm.

"Well, like I said, I heard you singing through the door, so I went to investigate and saw that it was you guys. I guess I gasped too loud and you all heard me...so I got scared and hid in here. Now you found me..." you finish with a small chuckle.

"Aw it's okay, love. Don't worry...it's fine that you found us," comforts Zayn and smiles at you. "Not very many people realize that this studio is here. We found it fortunately and decided to just have some fun." 

Just then, the rest of the boys all came in through the door looking for Zayn since he disappeared.

"Oh there you are Za-- who's that?" Louis screams in happiness that he was found but then becomes serious when he sees you and Zayn sitting together.

You introduce yourself and Zayn explains the story of how you found the boys as you both stand up again. After exchanging hellos and smiles from the boys, you all and walk back into the recording room. There, you and the boys spend time together and soon you're all the best of friends. 

Liam suggests they sing a song for you and they all agree. Right when the tune starts out, you recognize the very familiar tune of Little Things. Zayn starts first with his solo and looks at you and smiles the whole time as he's singing. He was playing for you. After the song was done, you all exit the studio. Zayn walks beside you and you suddenly feel his hand slip into yours. Looking at him, Zayn smiles and gives you a piece of paper. It was his number you realize after taking a look at it.

"So, can we get together soon?" Zayn asks before you get back to your house that was not far away.

"Sure," you smile and he gives you a short hug before he and the rest of the lads leave.