Zayn’s POV
“Zayn. Zayn. Zayn. Zayyyyynnnnnnn” A sharp nail was jabbing in my upper arm trying to get my attention. I turned to face Rebecca who was still prodding me.
“File your nails woman.”
“Zayn.” She repeated even though she had my attention.
“What?” I whined thinking she was going to come up with something random and annoying as per usual, i.e. ‘teapot’.
“I was tempted to say teapot” Yup thought so. “Butttt I have something better to tell you.”
“Oh really?” My eyebrow raised, I was itching to get back to reading the text Perrie had just sent me but I knew Rebecca was not going to let that happen.
“Yep. Since you’ve been avoiding me all week, Louis’ taking me, you and possible a very tired Sophie out to this mall thing, or whatever Americans call their shopping centres.” I laughed at her lack of knowledge of other countries before taking in what she had actually said.
“I was not avoiding you, you were just being extremely annoying this week so yes maybe I was avoiding you. Anyway, who said I was coming? I could have had plans.”
“Do you have plans?”
“Well no but-”
“Then that’s settled. You have plans now.” Ugh. Rebecca’s stubborn and always knows what to say. “Chop chop!” She let out an excited squeal before leaving my room.
It crossed my mind how she had gotten into my room as I was sure this hotel had an automatic locking system, and how long she had been there, but before I could question her anymore I decided to stop, there are no answers when it comes to Becky, she was weird that’s all there was to her.
After what felt like hours of refusing to let Louis drive, he ended up getting his way and drove us to the nearest shopping centre, I sounded like Rebecca now, to the nearest mall.
“We’re here!” She seemed childish today contrasting to Sophie’s tiredness. Rebecca had pulled us half way round one shop, in complete amazement, before Sophie began slowing down, dawdling behind us.
“Guys seriously slow down”
“Come on Sophie, you love shopping! We’re not even done in one shop?”
“I need to sit down.”
“Fine.”
“Sophie that’s your 7th sit down in the space of an hour, why are you so damn tired?” It really was irritating, Rebecca was trying to pull me and Lou around whilst Sophie tried to stop us, it was impossible.
“Long night with Michael?” Louis wore a large smirk on his face as he looked down towards Sophie. Only now did I notice the dark circles around her ears and minimal makeup.
“Cramps actually.” She bit back at Louis, with an unwelcoming glare.
“Woah what got into you? Michael’s-”
“Okay Louis’ that’s enough, leave the poor girl alone.”
“I’m just ill and extremely tired, why’s everyone acting so worried about it?”
