Zayn's POV.
"Zayn, I think Zara likes you too", Niall whispered to me from behind.
What?
"Wuh? How do you know that?"
"Eyes speak a lot big boy!"
Did he see Zara staring at me? No that's not possible, why would she do that?
"And why do you think so?", I asked him, completely confused.
"Well I saw her staring at you when we were standing at the door, she was about to come to you but I guess she dropped the idea."
Really?
"And then when you were about to sit next to her, her cheeks went red. "
" Are you sure about that? " A smile made it's way to my face, even though I had no idea what to think about what Niall just told me.
" Of course mate! I think you should ask her out."
Does she like me? I hope she does.
But what if she turns me down? I can't loose this kind of friendship that has started developing between the two of us.
"Lads! Hurry up we don't have much time for the practice!", Louis called out to us from the entrance of the rehearsal room.
"Yeah we're up!", I called out.
I think I need some time to think about whether I should ask Zara out or not.
"It's gonna be lots of fun tomorrow! ", Harry shouted with joy,as we entered the room.
"Of course it will!", Liam said, giving a high five to Harry.
Yes, it will be fun. I smiled at the thought of Zara watching me from the front row and tried my best not to go all red.
"Okay I've prepared a list of the songs we can perform, you guys should check it out. ", Liam said to us, handing the list to me.
" We have a 20 minutes slot in the show, and I think ours will be the last performance of the night. "
" Okay,sounds good! ", I replied.
" Little things? I love that song! ", Louis exclaimed, going through the list.
" The list is good. All of you are okay with it right? " I asked the rest of the boys.
"Yeah!", they replied in unison.
Being a group we always have to keep everyone's opinion in mind. We don't want to be forced into doing something that we don't like.
"Cool! Let's start practicing then! ", I said, handing Niall his guitar
We practiced for around three hours. Each time I sang my part, Zara's beautiful face lingered in front of my eyes.
Fuck! I can't stop thinking about her! I just can't wait to perform in front of her, looking into her eyes each time I sing my part, specially the one in Little Things.
Zara's POV.
"Babe I don't have a dress for tomorrow! ", I weeped.
" Relax babe! We'll find you one! Come pick one from my clothes! ", Sasha suggested.
She was still busy in settling her stuff in our room.
" Uhm, okay, but let me first help you. ", I replied, standing up to pick up Sasha's clothes from the suitcase and keeping them in the closet.
" Woah! This dress is so pretty! ", I squealed, with a light pink coloured dress in my hands.
" Take it! " Sasha smiled," but just for tomorrow huh? "
" Haha, sorry but I gotta steal this one. It's so pretty!"
Sasha spat at me and I giggled.
"Thanks babe! I'm going to try this on. ", I told Sasha as I walked out of the room to the washroom.
" Wow! You look so gorgeous babe!", Sasha said to me, when I got back, pulling me into a hug.
"Thank you! ", I blushed.
Will Zayn like it?
I think I said it loud enough as Sasha winked," Zayn will love it! Infact he once told me, he likes the color pink on girls. "
And I couldn't stop blushing.
..
"Zara could you please pick up my phone? It's there on the desk.", Sasha called out to me from between her pile of stuff.
"Yeah sure! "
I went up to the desk and realised it had been ringing all the time. Was I lost in Zayn's thoughts that much?
" It's your Mom. ", I told Sasha, handing over her phone.
Mom.
I haven't talked to her since ages!
I've got to call her now.
I reached for my pocket and pulled out my phone.
I was about to dial her number when a text message popped up on the screen.
Zara, please call me as soon as you are free.
Love, Mom.I quickly dialled her number and the phone went on ringing.
Why isn't she picking up? I hope it's all good down there.
Within five minutes my phone ringed and I quickly answered it.
"Hey Mom! How are you? ", I cheered into the phone.
"I'm good baby, how are you?"
She didn't sound happy.
"Mom, is everything alright? "
" Dear, it's all messed up out here."
"What happened Mom? Is Dad okay?", I asked her as I remembered he was not well when I left the city.
"Yeah, he's good now, but it's something else. "
" Tell me Mom? "
I was worried now.
" Your Dad and I are getting divorced."
"WHAT?", I screamed into the phone.
This cannot happen.
"But why Mom? You both were so happy together! I've seen you both since I was a kid! You both loved each other so much! "
" Things are not always what they seem to be dear. ", Mom responded with a crack in her voice.
"Mom should I come there?", I said weakly. I can't imagine Mom crying her eyes out,with no one by her side.
"No dear, I'm fine here. You focus on your studies for now. I'll be good. "
" But Mom.. "
" No Zara, you don't need to harm your studies for now, you've just started you college. "
" I'm coming there tomorrow! I can't stay here and leave you alone like that! ", I protested.
I wanted to ask the reason behind their divorce, but I might as well do that when I get there.
" Uhm, okay dear, please be safe and call me when you reach the airport, I'll pick you up. "
" Yeah, please take care of yourself! I'll be there soon! "
" Yeah baby, bye! "
" Bye Mom! I love you! "
I heard her cry out loud before she hung up the phone.
" I'll book the tickets for you.", Sasha said to me, pulling me into hug. "It will all be good dear."
Tears started rolling down my face.
Mom and Dad getting divorced? I still can't even imagine that!
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