Love is Real (Zayn Malik fanfic)

chapter 6

Sorry This chapter wasnt uploaded yesterday, Wattpad decided to be stupid and erase the whole thing instead of uploading it.

Jasmines P.O.V

We pulled up to the arena only to see hundreds of screaming girls blocking the main entrence.

"Oh my gosh Zayn. How are you supposed to get inside without being noticed?" I asked.

"With these." he said, holding up two grey hoodies and two pairs of rayband sunglasses.

"We're gonna have to cut through the crowd to get to the side of the building. Thats where the backstage entrence is." he said while handing me a hoodie and a pair of glasses. I nodded showing him I understood the plan.

"Ready?" Zayn asked after I finished putting on my sunglasses.

"Ready." I said giving him a nod. We stepped out of his car and approached the crowd of screaming fans. I started getting a little nervous. Zayn must have noticed because he then gently laced his fingers with mine. Heat rushed to my cheeks, as I felt a spark run through my vains at the feeling of his hand in mine. Thank god my uhood provided a shadow on my face. We cut through the crowd, making a beeline for the side of the building. We were pushed and shoved as we moved through the crowd, I was afraid of getting seperated from Zayn but he kept a firm yet gentle grip on my hand as we navigated our way through. We finally broke through the crowd and turned the corner of the building.

"You alright Jasmine?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

He nodded and we continued walking to the backstage entrance. A security guard was standing in the way of the door wearing a serious expression. Once Zayn pulled off his hood, his expression lightened and he let us in. Zayn navigated our way though the narrow hallways until we came to a door that said in black letters 'dressing room'. I removed my hoodie and glasses.

"Ready to meet the lads?" Zayn asked with a smile.

"Defineitly." I replied returning the smile.

Zayn knocked on the door. "Come in", a voice said from the other side of the door. Zayn opened the door slightly and then stopped.

"Is everyone decent?" Zayn asked.

"No, Zayn. I said "come in" even though me and Harry are having sex." an unknown voice replied.

Laughter erupted from the other side of the door, and I couldn't help but join in. Zayn smiled and rolled his eyes as he fully pushed the door open, to reveal four boys. Two boys were sitting on a couch talking, one with brown shaggy hair and brown eyes, the other with blond hair and blue eyes. Another boy was sitting on the couch opposite from them, he had light brown hair and was wearing a striped shirt. And the last boy was in the middle of fixing his curly brown hair when he looked at me with light green eyes.

Harry, I thought to myself.

"Lads this is Jasmine." Zayn said introducing me.

"Ohhhh, so you're the beautiful girl Zayn never shuts up about." The stripes said with a playful smirk. Zayn and I instantly began blushing.

"Anyway," Zayn said clearing his throat, "That's Liam." He said pointing to the boy with shaggy brown hair and brown eyes. Liam stood up, walked up to me and engulfed me in a hug.

"It's nice to meet you Jasmine." he said after releasing me from the hug.

"It's nice to meet you too Liam." I said with a smile. Liam sat back dowm and Zayn continued.

"That's Niall." Zayn said pointing to the blond, blue eyed one. Niall jumped up and charge at me pulling me into a hug. He buried his head in my neck which made me laugh.

"It's nice to meet you Niall." I said with a smile after we broke away from our hug.

"It's nice to meet ya too." He said in a thick Irish accent.

"That's Harry." Zayn said skipping Stripes. Harry walked up to me and gave me a light kiss on the cheek.

"It's nice to see you again Harry." I said with a genuine smile.

"It's nice to see you as well." he said smiling back.

Zayn looked somewhat confused so I felt the need to explain.

"Me and Harry already met when he came into Starbucks to get a coffee." I explained.

"And to get her number!" Harry added cheerfully, "But apparantly that wasn't a possiblilty." He said jokingly. We all burst out in laughter. Suddenly Stripes ran up to Harry and engulfed him in his arms gently stroking his curly hair possesively.

"STAY AWAY FROM MY HARRY!" He shouted in a fake girly voice.

We all again erupted into laughter as I held up my hands in a mock surrender. Stripes released Harry and walked up to me with a calm expression, then out of nowhere began yelling,

"I'M LOUIS SUPERMAN TOMLINSON! IT IS A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU JASMINE!" he said

while wildly shaking my hand. I started laughing at his superman expressions. Just then a person poked their head in the door and said,

"Five minutes till showtime guys."

The boys replied with a chorus of oks and began exiting the dressing room. Zayn slipped

his hand into mine once we began making our way to the backstage area, which caused a small smile to play on my lips.

"30 seconds till showtime guys." a crew member announced.

"Goodluck you guys!" I said to the boys, and they each gave me a hug. Zayn went last and our hug lasted a little longer than the rest.

"Goodluck Zayn." I said again once we released each other of our hug.

"Thanks." he said smiling. Just then the opening beats of the song we had heard on the radio started to play. Zayn sent me a wink before running on stage with the boys and performing one of the best concerts I have ever seen in my life.