Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter seven - Wrecking Ball

Astrid's POV

"So how was the concert?" Niall asked me.

"Good, really good. I got front row seats and could see everything perfectly. I loved it" I responded, smiling at the memory.

"Did you go alone?" Liam asked

"I actually went with my best friend, Max" I laughed remembering him texting while I fangirled hard.

"So he's a directioner?" Louis asked with a confused tone.

"No, no, no. He doesn't like One Direction at all. He just went because my mom wouldn't let me go alone". I explained.

"So you friendzone him?" Louis asked and I almost spit.

"No, no, no, no, NO." I made my point "He has a girlfriend. We are just friends. It's just that we are really close".

"Moving on" Eleanor tried to change the subject and gave a death look to Louis "You go to college?"

"Yes" I responded quickly to end the awkward moment "I go to Northwestern, in Evanston, 30 minutes away from here."

"You're ending this year?" Liam asked

"Nope, I'm a sophomore. I still have two years to go"

"How old are you then, 20?" Niall interrogated me.

"18" I laughed uncomfortably looking at everyone's faces in disbelief.

"So you must be pretty smart then" A slow voice interrupted for the first time in what seemed ages "I mean, you go to Northwestern, which is outstanding, and are also a very young student. I congratulate you, sweetie" he chuckled and made me blush.

Damn, Harry Styles was so fucking beautiful.

"Thank you" I replied.

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Zayn's POV

The ride to the bowling lot could be best defined as awkward. Astrid got interrogated and Harry couldn't stop staring at her. Playing bowling was ok. I have always sucked at this and that wouldn't change in a day, but I guess that I did fairly. The winner was (surprise surprise) Sophia, who wouldn't stop doing strikes.

I wish that I could do that to impress Astrid.

She, on the other hand, sucked almost as much as I did. Luckily enough, she was pretty enough to laugh every time she lost.

She was amazing

The only thing that I hated was that fucking Harry couldn't get his eyes off her. He was looking at her with wish eyes and it made me uncomfortable.

She was mine, she was fucking mine.

Louis' POV

Astrid was nice. Really nice and funny and really beautiful. She also seemed to get along with the girls, which was great. Most importantly, Zayn seemed to be into her.

I mean, he had brought her to have lunch with us. He didn't do that pretty often.

She was important to him; therefore we should try our best to be nice to her.

When we got to the bowling lot, they were really close. They laughed about everything they did and just smiled for no single reason. They were so happy, that it reached the point to be annoying. Everything seemed perfect, perfect for Zayn and for everyone, until I looked at Harry.

I had been wondering what the hell was wrong with him. Ever since Zayn arrived in the restaurant, he had not spoken. Yet, when I asked him he got angry and said that he was fine.