The Catch | Zayn Malik

The Catch ; Chapter 32.

32.

Since the travelling death with Zayn and Blythe, they were on good terms now. They even been side-by-side together for the rest of the week. Paparazzi found out as well, as Blythe was completely appalled at the fact that she was on the front cover of 'Weekly UK' magazine. The headline shocked her even more.

"Zayn Malik of One Direction with new girl?"

Both Blythe and Zayn were furious at themselves. Foolish enough to think of going outside and not being caught by paparazzi. They were fine travelling out before the New Year, as One Direction were on the verge of becoming popular. Ever since they peaked in North America, fans went hectic. Gladly, the lads went to a 'television-aired interview' where Zayn happily announced that Blythe was 'just-a-friend' and that she was Niall's cousin (as the management put out a few months ago). After that, everything smoothed down to absolute perfection.

In fact, Zayn's birthday was only a day away, and none of the lads could handle it. Niall was giddy as he always were, Harry kept on nudging Zayn for some apparent reason, Louis continuously sang 'Happy Birthday', and Liam was calm and collected. Except for the fact he kept clapping Zayn on the back every once in awhile. To Blythe, she found it ridiculous. He was only turning nineteen, what good comes out of that? Just another number, another age. But what really annoyed Blythe was the constant stares she would get from Harry. For the last day or two, Harry even laid off of Blythe. No crude comments or stupid jokes coming from his big mouth. And Blythe enjoyed it completely.

Niall, Blythe, and Harry were all sitting comfortably on Harry's couch, watching a special on the television. Louis dragged Zayn out of the complex so that Harry could privately book out a pub, in which he didn't yet. And Liam simply went out to the grocers, only because neither of the lads had experience with grocery shopping.

Being bored with already watching about fifteen minutes of television, Blythe began to twirl her hair absentmindedly with her finger. "Did you book the pub?" Blythe asked Harry, her finger intertwining with locks of her long brown hair.

"No," He replied, his eyes glued to the screen. Niall then picked up Harry's phone from the coffee table and threw it, directly on his crotch. As the phone landed, Harry doubled up in pain. Blythe and Niall were in fits of laughter. They even got Harry's short reaction on their phones.

"Niall, you fucking devil." Harry panted, holding his crotch with one hand as his other handled the phone. At least Niall got Harry to speed up his process in getting Zayn's surprise party together.

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Finishing to curl her last strand of hair, Blythe only pinned up her long fringe and let her wild curls hang loose. The terrifying smoky-eye makeup complimented her outfit well. Blythe was wearing tight black jeans with a tight creme cupped shirt, and a brown suede jacket over-top. Complete with the outfit was her badass five-inch brown booties in which she loved. Too cocky to admit, but she looked sexy. Of course she wasn't going to wear a dress in minus twenty degree weather, and they were having the party at a pub.

Seeing as it was already eight-thirty, Blythe made her way down into the lobby in which she saw a smooth Audi R8 parked outside. Wondering whose passenger may lie in it, Blythe stepped outside, the cold wind hitting her like a ton of bricks. Suddenly, the doorman gestured to the Audi, probably thinking it was her ride.

"Hey babe," Harry said loudly, drumming his fingers on the outside of the car. Blythe's jaw dropped as she saw Harry and his sweet ride. Smiling her thanks to the doorman, Blythe hurried out towards the car. Seeing as no one was in the passenger seat, Blythe hopped in beside Harry.

"Never told me you had a car!" Blythe exclaimed as Harry sped off down the road. Harry smirked and patted Blythe's hand tenderly.

"Never told me you had a boyfriend," Harry replied calmly. Blythe swore she felt her heart drop. How in the world did he know? Anyways, there wasn't anything to worry about, so why was she worrying now?