REUNION

Chapter 6- The next Morning

When I woke up the next morning my head was pounding and I felt a light sickness. To be on the safe side, I decided to make my way to the toilet. As soon as I got up I remembered that I had no idea where the bathroom was and this "room" was huge. The room was more of an apartment too, and with 5 guys it was probably better that way. Nevertheless, I thought it was stupid that this apartment was so huge because I immediately lost my way. So I shouted "Helloooo! Someone awake? "in the room. Then I looked at the clock. 7:30 am! What the hell? I had slept maybe three and a half hours. "Lizzy shut up!" Came back from Mia. Oops. Maybe I should have checked the watch before screaming around. I kept looking for a toilet. When I finally found one, I realized I didn't even need it anymore. The sickness was gone. The radio was on in the background. Suddenly I heard "Strip that down" playing softly. I unconsciously followed the music into the living room. There I turned up the music and started moving. Dancing and singing were and is my big hobby. I danced ballet when I was a little kid. At least 12 years. Then I continued with contemporary dance. But only three years because I really wanted to try hip hop. I stopped doing it last year. I sang and wrote songs on the side. For as long as I can remember, I've been showing my feelings in my songs.

I sang along loudly and danced a choreo through which I once thought up this song. After the song ended, I heard someone clap. Startled, I turned around and immidiatly turned down the music. In front of me was a half-naked Zayn. And by half-naked, I mean briefs. No more. "That was hot" he whispered in my ear while turning the music up again and putting his hands on my bare hips (I was only wearing underwear and a t-shirt from one of the boys). We slowly began to move towards the music. It was kinda sexy. "Wow Zayn Malik can dance. What a surprise! "I was really surprised. After a few songs I broke away from him because firstly I had to go to the toilet and secondly I was really hungry. In addition, the situation was very very akward. For gods's sake he was married and had a daughter! What the hell got into me?

It was now 9:00 a.m. so I woke Mia so she could have breakfast with me. I told Zayn and of course he had to do something that made Mia prick up her ears. He said, "All right. I hope to see you again later bella donna. If not, I have your number. "" Yeah, bye "Fuck! For God's sake why did he have to say that? I couldn't speak Italian, but I understood these two words. In addition, Mia had Italian roots, so of fucking course she could speak and understand Italian. Did it get any worse? Yes! "What was that?" Came promptly from my best friend. "Oh nothing ..." She didn't have to know everything. "Wrong!" She fired. "I saw you both dancing earlier when I was briefly in the kitchen to get something to drink. It was a really hot number. Is something going on there? "" No, nothing is going on. Of course not. He is married! We both still had a little alcohol and let the music guide us! "" Yeah, yeah. And I thought she'd really like Harry... "she muttered to herself. Wait a moment. Harry? How did she come up with it? "How did you come up with Harry?" "Uh sorry but you wrote to him?" He gave you fucking concert tickets? Does that mean nothing to you? "" Oh of course that means something but you don't have to make a love story out of it right away Mia "" Oopsss "we both burst out laughing so hard that we didn't notice the elevator doors opening. A soft throat clearing made us startled. "Well, I really don't want to bother you girls, but it would be nice if I could get into the elevator too." We're really sorry for our behavior. "I apologized quietly and we got on with our way to the restaurant.

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