Falling For An Olympian. (Completed]

Night Out.

Zayns POV 

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"So your telling me. You shattered your knee diving, dislocated your shoulder in gymnastics, popped your alkalies playing volleyball, got cut by your now string AND 2nd degree burn on your face." I repeat everything, astonished.

"Yes!" She laughs. "I'm the type of girl that gives it my all or I don't try at all."

Then our attention is pulled to the diving platform as Tom steps up. I feel Logan tense beside me & I smile.

"Here we have Tom Daley representing Great Britain here in London." The announcer says. "He will be doing a 3 1/2 Somersault." Tom sets, takes a breath, then jumps.

"Oh God." Logan gasp, grasping my hand, giving it a squeeze. "Please." And as soon as he hits the water the crowd burst into cheers.

"What just happen?" I ask, confused as his scores flash across the screen. "How do you even understand this!"

She laughs. "There are 3 Judges. They each give him 3 scores. The 2 lowest and highest scores are dropped and the ones that are highlighted, in this case 9.5, they count. He got a 95.67 Zayn!" She cheers, pulling my into a hug. "He got his first GOLD!"

I wrap my arms around her waist, smiling into her neck. God, it feels so good. Having her in my arms. It feels right. "So that was a good dive?"

She pulls away, and I feel a frown tug at the corners of my smile. "Amazing." Then she runs to the bottom of the stands where she can be closer to Tom who's walking her direction.

The camera zooms in on them, showing on the big Telly. "Told you I'd win!" He smiles, pulling her into a hug.

"Never doubted you mate!" She kisses him on the cheek. The crowd let's out a chorus of Awes. I just sit there, tense. Waiting do the moment to get out of the mattress looking building!

She walks back to me, grabs my hand, and pulls me towards the exit. "Common Zayn. Louis said he would meet us outside."

I go without an argument.

Louis, Logan and I stand outside In the rain because she HAD to tell him congrats to his face. She said I didn't have to stay but I don't trust Tom. He's a male, she's gorge. He's bound to come onto her. And I don't want that to happen. I want her for me.

"Logan, Louis! You guys waited for me!" Tom says, walking up to us. "Hello again mate."

I nod but don't say anything. I really don't like him.

"I heard you win gold!" Louis interrupts. "That's amazing lad! I'm so sorry I wasn't able to see you! Practice went way longer then I expected."

"Oh it's alright! I expected that. You need to bring a gold home for the US anyways! Iv got mine," Tom turns to Logan and rubs her cheek. "Now it's your turn."

She pulls away ever so slightly. "So what now you guys! We go home? It's only 10:30 and I slept well past 4 today."

"We could go back to my place!" Louis chimes.

"Awesome! You could come to Zayn!" Logan says, giving my arm a squeeze.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Ok well first I'd like to go home and change out of my uniform. I'm showered I just want some different cloths." Tom says, staring at Her hand as it rest on my arm. "Would you like tocome with me Logan? I could get you some Fizio tape. I see you've started limping."

"Fizio Tape?" I ask, looking puzzled.

"It reliefs pain. I use it for my shoulder." She runs her shoulder as she says it. "Sure, but we can't be long. I need to be home by 12 to get some rest. Qualifying starts at 1 for me."