Tatoos and scars #Z.M fanfiction

1 Happily☺

"So come on baby be with me. So happily." -Happily

∆Diana Frost∆

"Yana,come here.Make it fast as lightning!" Craze,my bestfriend called me by my nickname over the crowd at the middle of the bar to play some game of truth and dare.

As I stepped in the circle of people,the bottle exactly stopped & the cap was directed to me. I clapped so happily. I dont know why but the drinks I drank was starting to control me uncontrollably.

People were staring at me, "Common guys, throw a dare on me.Geez." then some song of OneDirection screamed gorgeously throughout the party making me sway my hips & raise my glass as a sign of sheer wackiness on my dictionary.

Out of no where Craze shouted, "Write a book about Zayn Malik!" I smiled by the thoughts of him, unsure if I should be smiling at this state. I mumbled a quick "Sure.", particularly to nobody.

I even heard someone say "Boring."

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I was waiting for the excitement that night. Promised to myself I'd get wasted, and I did.

"Now where have you been young lady?" My dad asks with his worried tone, though  his drunk.

I went for the stairs, "I got drunk" I was honest with dad.

I shouldn't have agreed to that dare. Now I'm stuck with the commitment of writing the book.

It was a boring dare, I know I could have backed out but I cant,

I don't break promises. Not like like  my mom. I'll never be like her.

Zayn Malik the guy who holds millions of hearts of screaming teenage girls whenever they see him, the guy who sings the highest notes where it was like a sound of a lullaby and he's pretty darn attractive too, that I cant deny.

Its been three months since I've started this book and by that three months he never left my mind. Zayn Malik started a war inside of me.

How can I not think of him if he's the main character of my story? I've been wasting millions of braincells just to keep the story flowing.

∆Zayn Malik∆

"Brother Eaaarthhh!!" a high-pitched voice screamed through the walls of my room then to my eardrums, I forgot I have an irritating sister.

I went for her room coz I was damn worried of what was happening to her, twisted the gold door knob with a very scared expression on my face.

Shit.

This was the first time she'd screech at the top of her lungs.

"VAS HAPPENIN HERE?" my eyes roamed her girly four cornered room & relief washed all over me.

She jumped up and down just like a little kid who won a debate against a teacher. "Look-look-look" she shoved her tablet at my chest making me wince in pain. Don't call me whimp, she maybe a lass but sometimes she hits like a man.

The screen appeared to be some teenage story. "Not again" I groaned and in response she gave me a deadly look.

I eyed at the title, not surprised. It was another fan fiction of me. It was nice of some people who writes stories about me. But what's up with the sudden outburst of my lil' sister?

"Are you my sister?" I scrutinized every part of her face just to make sure. Poked her nose, her cheeks-

"Stop it! Yes I'm your sister you idiot. I still remember that time you peed your pants at junior-" I closed her mouth with one of my hands. I can't take enough of this shit. I love my sister but sometimes she really knows how to push my buttons.

"What has gotten into you?Are you high or something?" She just giggled.

It was weird to see her go gaga-crazy coz sometimes she'd just tell me that she'd read a story about me with her normal self. This isn't cool.

"Check the story for yourself. Writer is DianaWrites" she gave me a wink, pushed me out of her door forcefully with her small soft hands. "Goooo.Shoo!"

I scratched my head awkwardly for the weird sister  I've faced for the last ten seconds .

Then suddenly a name came back to my mind and I was already at my room. Closing the door to make sure nobody can invade my time, opened my laptop and typed the words..

"DianaWrites" I said the name out loud for me to hear and when I said it it was like a sweet candy savouring each syllable at the tip of my lips.

"DianaWrites" I repeated. and there I searched for her account so I could read every detail I can see about her.

I guess everyones too overjoyed this day.