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Aria's POV

We pulled into the pale colored two stories house. It had flowers surrounding the property and a stone path towards the door. So simple yet beautiful at the same time. I was going to be living here.

I took out all of my luggage and almost stumbled, my leg beginning to sting even more. I walked up the stone path to her front door. Cara opened the door of the house and I hesitated to step in at first but was lightly shoved in by Cara. As soon as I stepped foot in the house my whole mind lit up. My thoughts were interrupted by Cara's voice.

"so time for the grand tour! You can just drop your things in that corner and we'll get started," she said with a grin plastered on her face. Her dark brown curls bouncing as she cheered. I put my stuff in a neat pile where she directed me to then I was tugged back to the front door.

"Welcome home! Now if you look to your right-" Cara rambled on, giving me the tour of the house.

"and this is your room," she exclaimed, dramatically opening a door on the far end of the second floor.

My jaw dropped. Before me was a light blue painted room with purple accents. A huge bed on a platform was centered in the room and a dresser was placed on either side of the room. What caught my eye most was the stunning balcony. I slowly made my way to the double doors made of glass, leading to the balcony. I opened the doors and let the cool London breeze hit my face. The view was marvelous. I couldn't even explain it. Beautiful buildings. Wandering people. A stunning clock tower. My thoughts were inturupted by a sudden weight put into my shoulder. I looked next to me to see Cara leaning her elbow onto my shoulder, Cara being exceptionally taller than I.

"he's stunning isn't he?" Cara stating referring to the clock tower, "and you, lucky duck, get one of two rooms with a perfect view," her smile turned into a mental face palm when I gave her a questioning look. I glanced around her shoulder (for I was to short to glance over) and noticed another door leading to another room.

"oh yeah....did I not mention. We sorta..kinda...not really have...roommates," she said this in an almost care-free, quick tone. Almost as if on queue, the door bell rang along with several knocks.

"Cara babe, I forgot my phone...and my keys," a thick accent spoke. I stole a quick glance at Cara then darted for the door to see who this "sorta kinda not really roommate" was. I heard Cara right behind me but I got to the door before her. I flung the door open.

"oh hey you must be Aria! Im Zayn, Cara's boyfriend," my jaw dropped to the floor and I looked at him, then Cara, then back at him.

"What the flying fuck Cara! You're dating Zayn Malik and that's something you'd keep from me! What's wrong with you! Do you want me to explode?" my emotions being absolutely mixed with ultimate fangirl, anger, happiness, and pure excitement that I was in arms distance of THE Zayn Malik.

"urm..yeah...well," Cara began but I covered her mouth before she could finish.

"Zayn Malik is our sorts kinda not really roommate?" I said in a hushed voice so only she could hear.

"well...." Cara let the word draw out leaving me for my fangirl to explode.

"would you excuse us please," I said to Zayn. He put his hands above his head and walked back slowly as I closed the front door.

Just as I closed the door, all hell broke loose and a started jumping around and screaming, letting the fangirl inside of my explode everywhere. Actuality hit me and I fell to the ground in utter pain clenching my leg into my chest.

"Aria honey, what's wrong. Aria! Zayn get in here! Call the hospital," was all I heard befor blacking out.

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