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The lovely love birds. Photo cred: me.
I double tapped on the picture that Grace uploaded onto Instagram of Zayn and I at the fun fair -- a heart appearing on my screen and hearts growing in my eyes. I stared at the photo for a while just simply admiring the two of us. I looked up at Zayn like he was a rare shooting star in the night sky and he looked down at me with just as much admiration as I did him.
And I couldn't lie and say that my heart didn't swell just purely from that because it definitely did. Something in between affection and a certain L-word that I was much too afraid to say out loud. Especially now that I knew, well thought I knew, for sure. And I didn't know when or how or where I'd be when I finally got the guts to say it, but to me that didn't matter. All that mattered was that I felt it towards Zayn and hopefully (a big part of me just knew) he felt it too.
The picture reached from twenty likes up to thirty in just a few minutes. I'd always known that Grace was pretty popular on the social networking site, for she'd always get a decent amount of likes here and there. I knew Alexa did too, she was kind of a, to put it in the nicest way, fame whore and was always seen on the app. Me, on the other hand, I got a nice amount of likes and if I was lucky, a few comments too, but that was when I actually used the app. I didn't use it so much now, only every once in a while. I just didn't find it as much if a necessity like I used to.
And now that I looked at Grace's photo of Zayn and I again, I got to thinking. What about Zayn? Did he have an Instagram too? And if so, did he use it?
I would look him up but it wasn't always that easy. People didn't always use their real names so looking people up wasn't as simple as it seemed. But, being me, I was very curious. And once I was curious, I didn't let it go until I fulfilled my satisfaction.
So, without being said, I exited out of the app, going straight to my messages. I found Zayn's name under a few text messages from my friends and tapped on it.
To Zayn:
quick question
I waited until he replied to text back, which didn't take that long. I smiled at the mere fact that it didn't.
From Zayn:
mhm?
From Zayn:
Louis says hi by the way.
I laughed, remembering back to when I saw him last. And then I blushed because that was the day of his party and also the same day that Zayn had asked me out.
Which, if I must say, has by far been one of my most favorite days. But who's asking?
To Zayn:
Hi louis
From Zayn:
says he's up for another party if you are but this time he's playing you in pong
From Zayn:
don't listen to him x
I wasn't really planning on it. Maybe he could play against Niall if another party were to happen. Now that would be a sight to see.
To Zayn:
haha anyways, back to my question....
I hit send and started another message before Zayn could type back.
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January. // z.m. au
Fiksi Penggemar"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "N...
