It Started With A Tweet (One Direction // Zayn Malik Story)

Chapter 11

AUDREY'S POV

They are all staring at me for my verdict. I swallowed the last piece and contemplated on the goodness. "Peri peri chicken is good." 

"Yaaaay!" They all said with their hands up high. They gave Niall a good round of applause and some high fives. I just let out a small laugh on how crazy yet cute these guys were. I look at them and I see a genuine friendship. 

As Niall promised, after he ate his brunch he took all of us to Nando's. Yes, just five minutes after brunch. I swear, I do not know how he stays so fit. I may have to talk to him for some good metabolism tips. I hope it's not an Irish thing. 

"I still can't believe you are wearing that, wig Zayn." Louis said pointing at Zayn. He has been going at this ever since we left the house. Well I had to admit, he does look ridiculous.

He ruffled his semi-believable afro wig and scoffed. "Well, I do not want the management firing me for disobeying one of their rules again."

Oh right, he had to stay away from the paparazzi. 

For a moment we had eye contact. And then he continued. "Make that two rules."

Ofcourse, there's the "do not be seen with Audrey" thing. 

I smirked at him. "What happened to "YOLO." I said then taking a quick look at Louis knowing that he hates that word. 

"Well YOLO doesn't apply if that makes Simon disappointed." Zayn said. 

"But isn't he like, THE management?" I asked curioulsy.

Harry answered. "No he is not. Sure, he is a part, but the management consits of a bigger team of publicists and promotions experts who think they know everything." 

I slouched on my chair. "Hard life you must live in." 

"Hard, but worth it." 

I looked up at Zayn, and he smiled after saying those few words. He always seems so cryptical, so deep when he speaks. And, when he tweets. Okay, so maybe I have scrolled on some of his tweets and some of theme were cliche like "life is a rollercoaster" but others were some really deep shit. 

I looked over at the vase of roses near the counter of Nando's. I remebered what happened just a few hours ago in the boys' house. When Zayn handed me that rose, I didn't know what to do. I just froze, staring at the rose. I waited for further explaination, but I got none. I thought that what he did was -- Gah I need to stop over thinking! It was nothing, it's just a simple gesture. But why does my innerself wish that it wasn't? 

"Calling Audrey, earth to Audrey." Harry said waving his hands infront of me. Wow, I must have spaced out. 

"Are you okay, love?" He asked. 

And then, there's Harry who really needs stop to calling me "love" because it makes me blush like mad every time he says that. 

I nodded. "Yaeh, was just thinking of something." 

My eyes shifted to Zayn who was busy looking at his phone. I saw Liam peeking into his phone and said, "Ooh, Alicia. Who's she? Another hot date?"

I saw Zayn give a sly smile then said. "Psh, none of your business." His eyes then met mine for a few seconds, then went back to his phone. This girl must be hot. 

"So, what are you thinking of?" Harry asked, getting my attention again. I faced him and giggled a bit when I saw he had some honey mustard on his chin. 

"You got crap on your face, Harry." 

"Where?" 

I wiped the mustard on his face using my finger. "Right .. here." Before I got to retract my hand, he stopped it by grabbing it and held on to it for a while while our eyes were locked at each other. Just like early morning, we found our hands playing with each other again. And I can't help but like the feeling.