Zayn Malik Fanfic: Fall for you

Chapter Five:

Scarlett

The alarm blared into my ears. I got a fright, dropping my phone on the ground. I now hated myself for staying out so late last night, but it was all worth it. I got up, got ready and picked out an outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=55645517. I realized I’ve got a bit of time on my hands, so I exit the hotel and make my way over to Starbucks. It’ll be the only thing that’ll keep me awake during the day. As I’m waiting in line for my coffee, I watch the guy making mine, exactly the way I like it. Except as he yells out the name on the order it didn’t match up.

‘The prettiest girl?’

No one retrieved the drink.

‘The the prettiest girl?!’ he repeated. I saw the man look up and hand the coffee over to me.

‘I believe this is yours miss.’ He said as he signaled to something behind me.

I turned around. It was Zayn. I grinned.

‘What’s this huh?’ I asked cheekily.

‘It’s nothing’ He said whilst smiling.

‘I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed last night.’ He said happily.

‘How much did you enjoy last night?’ I teased.

‘A lot!’ He exclaimed.

‘Anyway, I’ve got to be off, gotta meet the lads.. I’ll see you soon yeah?’

‘I’ll see you soon then’ I smiled.

‘Oh and by the way, turn your cup around’ he winked.

I turned the cup so that the writing was facing me.

It read: ‘To the prettiest girl. Dinner tomorrow night? X’

I looked at him through the window, seeing as he was on the outside.

I smiled, nodded my head and mouthed ‘yes.’

I walk into the doors of ‘Cosmopolitan UK’ and walk towards my office. Something didn’t feel right. It felt as if a pair of fifty eyes were burning into my back. I turned and I wasn’t wrong. I awkwardly gave them a smile and walked off to then furrow my eyebrow as to why they’d been staring.

I walk in and greet Lola.

‘Erm, excuse me!’ She exclaimed.

‘Ah yeah, what’s up?’ I asked curiously.

‘This is what’s up!’ she said whilst holding a magazine in her hand. As she turned it around, it read:

‘ZAYN’S HOT NEW FLAME.’ In big, black, bold letters.

‘The One Direction hottie was spotted out on a date with the gorgeous editor of Cosmoplitan England last night. Is this the start of something new?’ It read in smaller print. I stood there in confusion. My jaw dropped open when I realized that not only was Zayn in a partially famous boy band. He was in the most Famous boy band in the world: One Direction.

‘Care to explain this to me babe?!’ Lola asked with a wink.

I was still in awe.

‘Ah. It’s nothing really. Just a simple date, but fuck, he’s in One Direction?’

‘Are you kidding me babe? You went on a date with some dude, and didn’t even know he was in the world’s biggest boyband?!’

I now realized why he seemed so familiar. I’d seen his ads on tv, promoting their new album.

Work was finished for the day so I decided to head back home. It had been a big day. Both physically and mentally.

I got into bed and flicked the tv on. Pretty Little Liars was on, so I happily watched that then hopped onto my laptop once it’d finished. I logged onto twitter and looked at the worldwide trends.

‘Zcarlett’ was trending. What the fuck? I clicked on it and all I could see was.

‘Zayn went out on a date last night with Cosmopolitan UK magazine Editor, Scarlett Spencer. #confirmed.’

‘we ship #zcarlett.’

‘Scar is beautiful.’

‘Scarlett is an ugly bitch.’

Woah. This was getting pretty full on. Not to mention Zayn followed me on twitter, which now meant my follers went up by 6,000.

I then remembered I had a date with him tomorrow night. I was deciding whether to go or not, because I mean dating a guy from One Direction, the world’s hottest boyband. It’s a pretty big deal and it’s full on. I decided to sleep on it.