whatever is best for me (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

My names Vanessa. I come from a small town in Kansas. I moved to England with my best friend Danielle, and her brother Derrick, after me Nd Danielle graduated high school. A few years later I went to bonfire with Derrick as friends and some of my friends were there so I went and talked to them for a while but got bored. So I went to bother Derrick not realizing who he was with. So I walked over there and sat down next to him with my legs tucked under me. And I couldn't help but notice to of us friends across from me. They looked really familiar. Who were they. Derrick asked me "what do you want?" So I said "oh you know just to talk to you about why my hairspray is gone and what little hair you have looks a lot nicer than usual. Just was wondering if you have something to do with it. Since Danielle has her own hairspray so she wouldn't need to use mine." His cute friends across from me started laughing. Derrick's face turned bright red. I stared cracking up. When I caught my breath, I asked him "are you gonna intoduce me to your friends or not?" Right after I said that I realized who they were. They're Niall Horan and zayn Malik from One Direction. Omg I had to remind myself not to fangirl. Derrick introduced me to everyone but I didn't pay attention. But when he got to Zayn and Niall my ears opened up. Then he introduced me to everyone spunding like he was mad. I shook hands with everyone of them and got to Zayn and leant down and whispered in his ear with my double d tits in his face because I was leaning over "if you want we can go to my place and hang out." I saw his eyes glued to my tits. He said "gimme a call" and wrote his number on the inside of my wrists but he saw my scare from self harm that I did she I was younger because of bullying he asked me what they were from and I told him how I had been bullied since kindergarten and how y brother had died when I was 11 and I am bipolar meaning I had anger issues and ADHD and all the stress of trying to live up to my family's expectations but couldn't so I started burning myself. I gave Niall a ginormous hug and kiss on the cheek and told them that they were a major spurce of help when I was in high school and everything and were a reason I didn't kill myself because their music made me feel like I mattered. Zayn walked me home when I was ready to leave because Derrick had the car and didn't want to walk the 5 blocks to our apartment and he was staying. He walked me to the front door and I invited him inside.