It's Complicated ...

Chapter 2 :-

Author's note: 

Hey guys! Firstly, thank you so much for reading, voting and commenting ... love u guys <3. Sorry it took me a while to post. I'm not that proud of this chapter ... but I still posted it . Enjoy reading it! Oh yeah almost forgot ... read my twin's, @Dreamswriter,  stories! She's stupid, crazy, retarded but at same time she's amazayn and i love her!! Don't forget to vote and comment :) xx 

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Chapter 2:

Zayn's P.O.V :-

I looked at Liam who was sitting next to me reading a boring looking  book. He loved reading books.

"Don't you get bored of reading?" I asked Liam who was completely engrossed into the current book he was reading.

He looked up at me and said, "Nope. You know reading is good you should try it sometime."

"What are you talking about? I read all the time." I said taken aback

"Zayn, the writing at the back of hair products doesn't count," said Louis grinning.

"Yes it does!" I said sticking my tongue out.

"Lou, ummm... what ….are you doing?" I said looking at Lou who was doing something with Harry's hair. He was the oldest yet the most immature.

Louis replied, "Playing with his curls! Hazza has such beautiful curls!"

Harry looked at him and then gave him a flying kiss.

 Louis smiled then said dramatically to Harry, "Oh you, stop it."

Oh lord! They were unbelievable!

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 It's been a week now and I still can't stop thinking about that girl at the shoe shop who fought with me. Honestly speaking I actually enjoyed fighting over those shoes with her. She looked so cute when she was angry.

"Who looked so cute?" said Niall with a confused expression on his face.

"Huh?" I replied. Did I just say that out loud?

"Yes you did, mate" said Harry grinning.

I've got to say stop saying things out loud.

"Umm… no one … I was thinking about … Perrie." I said.

Harry just smiled and said, "Yeah, sure you were."

I just rolled my eyes at him. I hated it when he did that. He made me sound like a complete liar although I was lying at this particular moment, but that's not the point!

 It was a little chilly in the room so I slipped my hands into my hoody's pockets. I felt something touch my fingers so I pulled it out. It was a small piece of paper with someone's number written on it. Then I remembered that girl at the shop; she gave me her number.  She was probably friends with the other girl who fought over those shoes with me.

I sort of feel bad for what I did because that girl who fought with me was right; she did actually spot those shoes first and I just grabbed them, paid  and ran away from the shop. Well technically I ran so that no one would be able to recognize me since I had dropped my sun-glasses in the shop, but still it was rude of me to do that. I acted like a total jerk. I should at least apologize to her.

I stuffed the piece of paper back into my pocket making sure none of the boys noticed. If they got to know about that "incident" that occurred at the shoe shop, it would get crazy. They'll think I fancy this girl and I'll probably get a disappointed look from Liam and like I said it'll just get crazy, so I'd rather keep it to myself.I stood up and told the boys that I was going to go take a nap and then headed to my room.

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Once I was in my room, I closed the door and started to dial the number on the piece of paper. My call was answered by some girl who seemed to be panting.

"Hello... Riana…. speaking. Who's this?" she said.

"Um, hello. Are you okay? You're seem to be breathless." I replied.

"Yeah, I was just exercising. Who am I speaking to?" she said

"Oh, sorry. My name is Zayn. Zayn Malik," I replied.

I didn't get to say the next sentence because I was interrupted by an ear piercing scream. Wow, that girl  sure can scream.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! You actually called!" she replied enthusiastically. It was kind of funny.

I laughed and then said, "Yeah, I don't usually call my fans , but---"

"But, you saw something special in me and you've completely fallen for me?" she said interrupting me.

"Yeah I wish I could say that, but I actually called to ask you where does your friend live. That grumpy friend of yours who fought with me that day at the shoe shop." I replied smiling.

"Oh, so you like her. Wow who would've thought a superstar like you would fancy Alisha ,"she said.

"No, no. You've gotten the wrong idea. I have a girlfriend. I wanted apologize to her. I acted like a total jerk to her." I said.

"Oh, so why do you want her address?" She replied.

"I thought an apology in person would be nice rather than one on the phone." I answered.

After answering all the questions that popped up in her mind, the questions were mostly related to Harry which was kind of offending because I, Zayn Malik, was the one talking to her on the phone not Harry Styles, and promising Riana a follow back from all of the boys on twitter, I finally managed to get Alisha's address. I made Riana promise not to tweet or tell anyone about my call to her because then our fans would start giving their numbers to us whenever they would meet us and it'll just disappoint them when we won't call them back. I decided to go over to Alisha's apartment the following day when the boys will be asleep.

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Author's Note:

So that's pretty much it! It's short I know, but I promise I'll try to make the next one longer. Thanks for reading guys. Don't forget to vote and comment :)And follow me on twitter @1D_amaZAYNment :)