Reagan's POV
"I'm just trying to start a conversation!" Zayn Malik laughs. I can't help but bursting out laughing.
"That doesn't mean you can go around asking people if their grandparents are dead!" I tell him, not being able to control myself.
"I'm sorry. You make me nervous."
"I make you nervous, Zayn?"
"Yes, you do."
"Why?"
"You're.. pretty."
"Why thank you." Zayn blushes hard which makes me giggle even harder. We pull into the nearly empty parking garage of the apartment. We walk up the stairs, deciding Keegan and Niall can find their own way back.
"Hey, let's get food." Liam says as I unlock the door. Cara walks in first.
"Oh my gosh you left it on!" She screeches as Harry follows her inside. He bursts out laughing.
"I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me yeah," The TV screams. Oh great, here comes the good part.
"I love yoouuuuu. I loooove yoouuuuu!" I say rubbing the face of the cutout. Zayn laughs really loudly and I snort in disbelief.
"You're such a jerk." I snort. A put crosses Zayn's face and I have to wrap my arms around him. He hugs me back. I love this boy.
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Smile *A Zayn Malik Love Story*
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