it's you [malik]

fourteen || bathroom

We watched the boys performance and they were great like always.

I tried to focus on Niall and the show but my attention just kept shifting over to Zayn who's gaze met mine. The whole time.

Maybe I'm being dramatic. There are tons of people near me not to mention Brook (maybe) and Nia who are extremely gorgeous and single like himself.

At least I think he's single. I don't really know.

Or care.

After the show we are just sitting around our dressing room waiting for our car to come and take us back to the hotel. Nia's getting undressed and taking off her makeup and Brook walked out a few minutes ago because she had to 'take a call' whatever that means. Usually if someone calls her she can answer it right in front of us with no issue.

"I'm gonna go find a bathroom." I say to Nia then she nodded.

I do actually have to pee but I also want to see if I can find Brooklyn so I can see if theres something going on.

Ten minutes pass and I'm just walking around hallways repeatedly as my annoyance grows. One, I didn't find her. Two, I really have to pee and I have been unsuccessful with finding a bathroom.

Why isn't there a bathroom in our dressing room?

It's just common sense.

I was just about to walk back and wait til we get to the hotel but, as soon as I turned around my body rams into something making me almost fall over.

Why do i keep running into shit today?

Of course it had to be Zayn. Again.

"Sorry. I promise I'm not doing this on purpose." I say collecting myself trying to ignore the feeling of blood rushing to my cheeks.

"You're fine." he chuckles slightly then I just nod.

We kind of just stood there staring at each other for a few seconds. He was in my way and I wasn't necessarily ready to tell him to move out of my way so I just stay put trying to avoid his eyes.

"So, what are you doing back here?"

"I was trying to find a bathroom but I couldn't unfortunately. How about you?" I asked casually like this isn't completely awkward.

I think this is the longest we've ever talked. I'm fully convinced he's the one that's making it weird. I'm a great conversationalist, he's just very brooding and intimidating.

It's tiring.

"I had to smoke."

Of course he smokes. I can faintly smell it mixed with the smell of whatever cologne he's wearing. Honestly, it kind of smells nice. I've never been repulsed by the smell of cigarettes.

What am I doing? Why am I smelling him?

"Okay I'm going to go." I say then try my best to get past him without saying or doing anything else weird or embarrassing.

"I know where a toilet is. There's one in my dressing room. I don't really care if you use it." he offers after me.

I don't want to but I really, really have to pee.

I just nod my head and he leads me the other direction to his door that was already propped open with a few people scattered about.

"It's to the right." he points.

I rush over to it and quickly relieve myself hoping I don't pee loud.

After I washed and dry my hands I open the door revealing Zayn standing near the door we walked in. Hes leaning on the wall just focused on his phone and the people who were in here before completely vanished so it's just the two of us.

"Everything good?" he looks up from his phone watching me walk towards him.

"Yes. Thanks for letting me use your bathroom." I answer.

He chuckles.

"No problem."

I shift on my feet for a few seconds then start walking for the door but then I stop something possessing me.

"Is it just me or are things awkward?" I asked then look back at him. "Between us, I mean? I don't know if I did something to you or if you just don't like me but, I just get a vibe from you."

He furrowed his eyebrows and I realize how absolutely idiotic I sound. He probably doesn't give a flying fuck about me or my existence and I'm just being overdramatic.

"Um." he said still looking appalled by my statement.

I'm about to mentally titty punch myself.

"You know what never mind just forget I said anything." I turn towards the door quickly almost walking out then I feel his hand on my shoulder. I turn around to face him and he is standing directly infront of me. He's so close that I can feel his body heat radiating to my skin.

I kind of take a moment to just look at him closely. His skin is perfect and tan. He has long jet black hair that's shaved a bit on the sides then these big hazel brown eyes framed with the longest natural eyelashes I've ever seen.

There was no doubt that Zayn is possibly the best looking man I've ever seen.

"Nothings awkward and I don't not like you." he says calmly snapping me out of my thoughts.

I actually feel relieved when he says it.

"Okay, cool. I'm glad you don't not like me." I say slightly offering a smile to ease the tension.

"And, it was nice talking to you and peeing in your bathroom but I should really get going. I'm sure someone is loo-" Then in a motion too fast for me to process he leans in and brings his mouth to mine.

What the fuck?

"What the hell are you doing?" I say pushing him off of me, shocked at what just happened.

Before he even got a chance to say anything I walked out and went to find my dressing room.

Who does that?

Why would he kiss me?

Why did I like it?

"Where have you been? The car's outside." Brook asks as I walked in still stunned at what happened less than five minutes ago.

I kissed my boyfriend's bestfriend.

"The bathroom was really far away." I lie.

They don't question me so I start packing up all of my stuff so we can hurry up and leave before I have to see him again.