The teal ocean waves rolled up gently onto the white sand and parted around the fully grown palm tree. The warm summer sun blazed down onto my face as I sipped gingerly at my Pina Colada. My shamrock green eyes were shaded from the piercing sun by my Kate Spade glasses, and my coral fringed bikini fell off the sides of my perfectly golden stomach. Only the sound of waves and seagulls filled my ears as I lounged next to a mysterious man that I couldn't make out the face of. Who is this guy and why is he laying beside me? Just as the man turned to face me I heard a noise.
"Liza." Mmm I murmmered at the sound of my name.
"Liza!" The British accent said a little louder, frightening me, causing me to open my eyes and find myself in the back of a taxi cruising through downtown London in the middle of winter. I looked over at Zayn who was staring at me. "What?" I asked a little annoyed that my daydream was cut short. "Were you having another daydream?" Zayn asked smirking a little. He thought it was funny that I was constantly daydreaming. He tells me that I should be an author or something, whatever, everyone daydreams. My daydreams were a bit different than others though. I would always be in a really nice environment, but it's only me, and this strange man who I have yet to find out what he looks like or who he is. "Maybe he's your soul mate" Zayn would joke with me when I would tell him about my dreams. That would anger me when he said that because he knows how much I love him, that's why I don't tell him about them anymore.
I gave him one of my famous evil glares before turning back to face out the window. Small snow flakes were beginning to fall from the grey sky above. Double Decker buses zoomed by, women strolled their bundled babies along in strollers and men in suits power walked down the side walk. Zayn and I were on our way to Harry's flat for an evening of what is supposed to be "games and pizza" but usually turns out to be "play Fifa and leave Liza out of everything". It's a great time, really.
Traffic finally subsided and we pulled into Harry's driveway around seven. The freezing London air took my breath away when I stepped out of the car. Being from Florida, I'm not exactly used to freezing air. I gave up on dressing nicely for these get togethers because there's no need to wear a nice skirt and shirt when all I'll be doing is sitting on the couch browsing tumblr all night. Literally two seconds after I rang the door bell, Niall flung the door opened and embraced us both with one of his famous Horan hugs. "I see you guys took the taxi" Niall said with a growing smile. "You know what that means don't ya" Zayn smirked. "ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES!" They yelled at the same time and flung their arms in the air. I can't believe I do this every week.
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Step A little closer to me
FanfictionLiza and Zayn tell eachother everything. Well, almost everything. When Liza begins reciving strange texts from an unknown number, she brushes it off as a stupid prank. When One Direction announces their final tour, the texts stop. All is good and Za...