That's How We Fell! (ft.Zayn Malik)

Chapter 12

A/N:

Chapter update!! Happy reading!

-K xx

~Zayn~

There were sparks. F**king sparks when I kissed her. And unfamiliar feeling of warmth spread through my body just by the touch of her plump, pink, glossed lips.

What the hell?

I stood there in daze for a minute, my body burning with a unknown emotion.

What the f**k is wrong with you, Zayn? You don't even like her.

I shook my head and looked over at the crowd, scratching the back of my neck. I blushed, not because I kissed Rachael but because I did something so private in front of, I don't know, 60000 people.

It's a PR relationship, Zayn. Ofcourse it needs to be public!

Harry and Niall patted my backs when Louis gave me a weird look, like he knew what I was feeling. Like he saw the sparks. We then went back to our singing and in no time the concert was over. We took a quick bow, a group hug and we were off stage. The adrenaline was pumping in my veins just like always. I was walking back to my dressing room when I heard my name being called. "Zayn?"

I turned around and found Rachael standing there, biting her lip.

"Yeah?"

"Ummmm... we have to... ummm...." she hesitated. I was getting kind off annoyed. I closed my eyes and took a sharp breath. "Spit it, Rachael!" I snapped.

"We're are supposed to go alone for dinner tonight!" she said hurriedly.

"Why?"

"I don't know. Mandy just informed me," she whispered.

"Okay!" I agreed.

Not like I have a f**king choice.

"Okay! I'll meet you at-"

"Just anywhere, Rachael. It's not a big deal," I snapped.

She narrowed her eyes at me. "Oh please. There is nothing to snap about, alright. So just stop being a whiny jerk and grow up. You know, I don't want to do this no more than you want to. We f**king agreed to it, so we have to do it. And I won't meet you anywhere. You better come and see me after you are done being a jerk!" she sneered.

Now she's pissed. Great. Just freaking great!

"I'm so-"

"Save it, Zayn. Because you know what? You're going to need a plenty of them later! Don't waste it," she said and walked away. I sighed. We couldn't even have a small, decent conversation without the either of us snapping.

Shit!

I quickly changed into my hoodie and some sweatpants. I walked over to The Serendipity's dressing room and knock the door. Rachael opened the door and rolled her eyes before she popped her head in.

"I'll see you guys later in the suite, yeah?" she yelled. After hearing a couple of 'yeahs' and 'its cool' she closed the door. I quickly scanned her outfit. Denim shorts and a Mickey Mouse shirt.

Good! Atleast I'm not the only under dressed one at the moment.

We walked over to the entrance of the stadium and Paul handed our rental car's keys. I drove quietly as Ray kept looking out of the window. It was an unusually quiet drive. She jumped out of the passenger seat once I pulled over in front of Pasta Land. She had already taken a seat when I walked inside the restaurant. I quickly slid into the booth, sitting across her as she scanned the menu for some actual food.