Complicated // ZM

Chapter 2- Awkward.

Singing some lyrics and forgetting the song makes my life a living hell :3

Zayn's POV:

There was something fishy about that her. Firstly there aren't any photographers allowed and secondly she was shocked when I caught her taking a picture. When i really did see her, she was starring at me, maybe she was a fan just here to take pictures and then she was scared when she realized i noticed? Nah, she can't possibaly get in, there's security! And i saw her leaving with uncle Si, so i didn't tell the boys. She might be a member of the crew. Yeah, that's all. I was on the couch, going through my twitter, but wasn't fucossing on anything at all, i just slided down different tweets not bothering to read them. All u could think about was that girl. What if she was danger? I tried to calm myself, but would always fail.

Tessa's POV:

I looked out of the car window, thinking about what happened back at the stadium. That guy caught me and he's gona make a big deal out of it, i know. And when dad finds out, i a goner. That wasn't the only thing bothering me. I was also thinking about how this trip is going to be. One and a half year i'll have to spent with the attractive guys i hate. One and a half year i'll have to assist dad. One and a half year i'll have to live without my four besties back in America. My life can't get worse. The car finally stopped and the 1 hour car ride had finally ended. I got out of the car, my eyes widened as i saw their mantion.

"Woahh! Do they really live in this place?" I asked in disbelief.

"No, they just pee over here, they live in there studio --- OFCOURSE THEY LIVE HERE." I rolled my eyes at Stephs' terrible remark. We went inside, i knocked the door but Steph opened it without bothering to show some manners.

"WOW!" She complimented, while chewing a gum. This place was awesome. As you enter there was a lounge, at the right there's a kitchen, oppisite of the kitchen there was a staircase which -obviously- led upstairs. After the loungue there were two rooms. There was a wooden carved floor, and there was a black and white colour combination if the ground floor. Before examining the rest of the house, I sppoted two boys in the loungue -one the same quiff guy- was lying on th le couch on his phone and the other -a blonde brunette mix- was also lying on another couch with a pack of pringles in his hand, watching tv. The quiff guy noticed us and got up. He looked at me which seemed like he looked through me. Our eyes met. I looked into his hazek as he stared into my brownish. I was taken back. Wow, those are some beautiful eyes.

"Hiyaaaa boyss." Dad -almost- squealed. I haven't seen him this happy at home.

Zayn's POV:

I was litreally about to call the police when something stopped me. Our eyes connected. And i didn't look away. I didn't 'want' to look away. I took a glance at her. She was beautiful. Her wavy hair stopped at her elbow, her pink lips which were close to the colour of a strawberry, her long beautiful eye lashes and her perfect curved chin. She was breath-taking. I was drifted out of my thoughts when Uncle Si spoke up.

"Hiyaaaa boyys." He squealed. It has been a month since we've seen him. Just then the rest of the boys came running down.

"Uncle Si?" Louis - being thr loud one - shouted and throwed himself at Uncle's arms. The chocolate brown eyed girl just stood there, as she opened her mouth agape, shocked at Louis' hyperness. But she eventually started laughing. The girl beside her haf made a disgusted face. Louis finally got of and came to.stand beside us.

"Soooo, these are my daughters." Uncle Si said, pointing at the girls. Thank you Uncle Si this explains everything.

"Girls, introduce yourself." Uncle Si whispered, but we heard.