Chap. 3- Who could deny these butterflies?

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After a while of working on the plot of Zallie's (Zayn and Allie) story I went back to my room and called Ryan. "Heyyyy!! What took you so long??" he says when he picks up. "Sorry, I was with my boyfriend" I say sarcastly. "Who?" he asks confused. "Zayn Malik" I say. "Oh, you met him? what do you think of him?" he asks. I nodd and say: "Well he's a really nice guy to be honest and I think we'll be great friends."  "So he isn't a douche or anything like that right?" he asks. "No he's really not, he's down to earth and he wants to make sure I feel okay in this and he wants to be friends with me and I like him, really" I say really fast. "you like him already? wow One Direction have every girl on their knees don't they?" he said laughing. "I'm not every girl" I say annoyed

It really bugs me that he thinks I'll just fall down on Zayn's knees just because I think he's a great guy. Some times Ryan's such a jerk! I close the door to my room and laid on the bed, turning the t.v. on when my phone rang. I picked it up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know you're not." he says"but tell me more..." he asks "There's nothing more, we just talked and we're going to have to take this story really far and make it believable." I say. "Tha'ts lovely" he says sarcastly " but look I have an assignment to do. Talk to ya tomorrow, bye love" he says "Bye" I say and hung up. As soon as I hung up an unknown number shows up on the screen I answer it, unsure of what might come out of it. "Uh..hello?" I ask. "Hi Allie!" it was a familiar voice. A beautiful voice actually. The one that gives me butterflies. "Oh...Zayn? how did you get my number?" I ask. " Management gave me it" he says. "I don't know I just wanted to get to know you a bit better" he says

"Well I'd love to get to know you better too" I say smilling.

"wanna meet somewhere?" He asks.

"no sorry I have rehearsels for tomorrow...unless you wanna come" I say adding the last part faster.

"I'd love to. I told you, I'm a fan" he says and giggles at the end which makes me laugh too.

"Well okay, then we'll meet at the entrance and go?" I ask.

"Sure. see you in a bit beautiful" he says making me blush.

The butterflies in my stomach attacked me again and I smiled to myself. I had no idea what was happening to me. I went to change clothes. I put some ripped jeans, a Beatles t-shirt and my black converse. I put my hair in a messy bun and put my ray bans on. I went to the entrance, Zayn was already there. He smiled when he saw me. Well if we're going to pretend dating better make it seem real.

I smiled back and we got out of the hotel followed by our security. The fans were everywhere and they were all shocked to see me and Zayn holding hands, the cameras started shooting. When we finally got to the car we took a lot of time to get out of there.

"This is absurd...omg." I say looking around me.  These girls were mobbing the car its unbelievable. I'm a bit scared really. These girls are scary. I look to my side, where Zayn is sat. He's holding my hand but not freaking out at all, only looking around. "Yeah, I guess it is. Don't be scared okay? nothing will happen." he says as squeezes my hand more tightly and smiles. I smile back and look at my feet on the ground.

When we finally get out of there we drive fast to the studio and we're mobbed when we near the building. What the actual fuck? why are they mobbing here if it's me who's gonna be here? Zayn wasn't even suppose being here. Ugh. Security got out of the car and surrounded us. When we finally got in the building I sighed. "That's fucking dangerous!!" I say still in shock. "hey calm down, they're just the fans, they won't hurt us" Zayn says. "yeah, tell that to John Lennon" I say. He nodds and we both walk to the arena. My band looks at us and the bunch of security behind us and start talking between them.

My band is:

Emily Johnson, my drummer

Jack Levine, my bass player

Tom Dawson, my guitarist 

Alicia McCann, my keyboard player.

I get up on stage and Zayn sits on the chairs. My vocal coach, Amelia, and I start preparing my voice and then a bit later the rehearsels start. I was a bit nervous to be performing in front of Zayn, I don't know why, I've performed in front of many people, maybe because Zayn is famous, but that's just ridiculous. Who could deny these butterflies?

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