Back for You- A Zayn Malik Fanfic

Chapter 2!:

Zayn. I always thought he was cute and his hair was always perf, but he had a LOT of TATOOS and smoked. I wasn't too fond of either or those, but Harry had too many to count, so I accepted the tats.

Have you ever looked at somebody and just been amazed? I mean like really awestruck with wonder?

I hadn't, until I saw Zayn. His eyes were like milk chocolate. He wasn't wearing his hipster glasses and you could really see all of his eyelashes. Geez this kid had great eyes.

"H-h-hi." Somehow escaped my lips.

"Uhm, hi. Mah nehms zen."

"My names Kaylee. Youreyesarebeautiful." Woops. That wasn't spossed to come out.

"Thanks babe, I like your hair!"

Did Zayn Malik just compliment my hair? Zayn Malik, hair God, compliment my hair? Am I dead? Is this heaven?

"Thanks!" Was all I managed.

"What's your twitter? I'll follow you!"

"It's @kayleelovesharry"

His face went from his "VAS HAPPNIN" grin to an awkward "what do I do?" Face.

"Alright! Thanks for coming!"

"THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MEMPHIS!!"

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It had been two weeks. Zayn had followed me, but that's it. I couldn't get his eyes out of my head. They were so perfectly perfect. I just kept picturing him.

Kenzie was talking to Harry. Like, he DMed her. They text. 24/7. I'm not even jealous. Heck, she got HARRY STYLES. I wasn't even sure was was wrong with me. Zayn only sad a total of 18 words to me. I could not stop thinking about him. And not in the whole "ZAYNOMGZIALLOHMYFEELS" fangirl way that me, Ginny, Mandie and Kenzie did.

This was like "I miss my boyfriend so much he's been gone for 2 months" way. Which is strange, especially considering the fact that I'm forever alone.

So, it had been two weeks. I got on Instagram, Facebook, and tumblr because that what my life consisted of. On tumblr, I got a twitter notification. DM. FROM. ZAYN.

"Hey! We're gonna be in Nashville next week! I wanna see you again! Wanna go?"

Dead. That's it. I practically exploded.

"YES! I would love to! I want to see you again too!"

And just like that I had 5 FRINT ROW VIP TICKETS.

I HAVE TO TELL THE GIRLS. AND MY MOM.