Sway with me (Zayn Malik)

Hey, I know you

Present time:

*knock* *knock*

I rose my head from all the white fluffy-ness, pillows and comforters sorrounding me.

"Hello? Miss? You awake?" Some lady said behind my hotel room dooor.

"I'm comin' I'm comin." I stoood all groggy.

"Good morning madam!" She shouted.

I made an irritated face and smiled awkwardly.

"Good morning as well."

She pushed aside me and placed a tray full of food in my desk drawer.

"This is breakfast. Thank you very much. Happy eating." She smiled and walked out.

Wow. That was, funny. People are so nice and refreshing here. It's been two days and people are still very welcome-y. I like that.

I grabbed my food, sat in bed and opened my t.v.

The first thing that popped into my screen was One Direction.

"It was said that the boys will have separate locations for their break. Where will they stay? How will they reunite? and what kind of reaction does the fans give?"

I skipped it and watched How I met your mother instead.

Oh my, barcelona's really pretty. Never saw it like this before.

Every turn I made I created small crounchy noises with my camera's flash. Because honestly, this place is awesome. You would picture the floor!

I headed for a coffee shop just to have something to munch on.

After I bought I sat in a big fountain with birds of all kinds sorrounding it. Wow, those things are real? Awesome.

I propped open the top of my sandwhich pack and digged in.

I now like barcelona. Very simple, and quiet.

Well, not really the man near me was talking to his phone really loudly.

"Yeah, I miss you too man,"

The first thing I thought was, gay? But his voice was sexy and clear, just a little bromance.

"And tell Lou that there are alot of Kevins in here. They are like swirming up the place."

Okay now I thought he was crazy. Name a bird, kevin?

"Yeah, sure bye."

Why was I evesdropping? Nothing better to do I guess. Was he ... ? Was that an accent?

I finished my lunch and took more photos. I decided to leave the fountain which was the only noisy thing in Barcelona.

I'd go round and round  just to take pictures.

I stood like 20 ft from this old church. Iit was unique and cleverly designed. So I decided to take a picture but saw nobody else who can do it.

I'd go round and round for 10 minutes unti I saw this guy, black hair, toned body.

I tapped his shoulder. "Hey,"

"Yea?" He turned.

"Uhm, can you ..."

"Wait, I know you!" We both said.

"How do you know who I am?" We said again simultaneusly.

"Well, you're Zayn right? From One D?" I asked first.

"Yeah, and you're Alex right? from that alley one night when you asked if I could lit your cigarette."

That was him?!

"Wait, you said your name was brad."

"I also told you that I was smoking because of the tense right? The tense I got from fans, don't wanna tell you who I really was and make a commotion about it, so ... I said I was brad."

"Smart." I smiled, "But why Brad?"

"Bradford Bad Boy." He said in his cool gasta voice.

We laughed.

"Well played mister."

"Why thank you."

"so .... you just visiting?"

"Nope. Remembered that douche-y manager of mine?" He nodded. "Well he sent me here,"

"Why?"

"Long story."

"I've got time."

We sat again in the fountain and I told him everything. It's weird talking to Zayn, he's really charming, sweet and quite quiet which is nice but he's so mysterious.

"So, how about you? What's your story?" I asked.