‘And then we fell asleep in each other’s arms!’ I squealed, making Lily squeal with me. We jumped up and down on her couch, making Liam groan.
‘You should ask him over for Saturday night!’ Lily squeaks, and I nod, thinking about it, suddenly my face falls and I realize that’s a horrible plan.
‘Two things. One, I have a late night shift on Saturday nights. Two, Monique doesn’t know about him yet.’ I said pouting. Lily goes into deep thought for a moment before she turns to me.
‘I’ll cover your shift. I don’t work at all and your job isn’t too hard.’ She says, still thinking. ‘And Liam and I can crash at yours. We’ve done it before, we can do it again!’ She smiles. I gasp, considering the options. It wasn’t a bad idea either, and I thought it would be perfect. I embrace Lily in a bear hug, thanking her for everything she’ll be doing for me.
I decide to stay, or rather, get dinner for Liam, Lily and I. They’d collected a list of things to get from McDonalds, and as a little thank you, I’d offered to go and collect it for them. As I strode into the small franchise where I’d first talked to Zayn a few days ago. I walked up to the counter confidently, and a small teenager behind the counter took my order. While reading off my list, she’d give me wide eyed glares because of the amount of food I was ordering. I also ordered something for Monique, and by the end, I’d collected a bill of nearly $50. How does this surprise me, Monique would eat the actual restaurant if she could be bothered. Thing is, she has a high metabolism, so she’s dead skinny. Life is so unfair.
I collect my order and head straight for the door, and out across the road. Looking in through the convenience store felt weird, as I was only there earlier today. I get up to the floor my apartments on, and I knock on the door. Monique answers sleepily, and I gesture to the bag and beckon her to follow me. She drags herself down the stairs and along to Lily’s apartment, where she crashes on the couch. I hand out all the food and sit at the table, happily munching on my snack wrap. Lily and Monique sit discussing Saturday night on the couch, talking about what movie’s Lily’s going to rent. It’s more Lily discussing with herself, because Monique just sits there nodding and eating, not really comprehending what Lily’s saying.
It then strikes me- how long is Zayn even in Melbourne for? I wasn’t sure if he was on a tour or the band was just generally re-visiting places, but it suddenly concerns me.
‘Monique, when does One Direction leave Melbourne?’ I ask. She takes a long blink and turns her head, lolling it to the side.
‘Next Thursday, They’re heading over to Adelaide.’ She says.
‘Thank god!’ I shout a little too loudly, but I’m cursing under my breath. What’s going to happen with Zayn and I? I guess I’ll have to organize that on Saturday. Speaking of Saturday, I need to actually let Zayn know.
‘I’m just going to go and make a call, guys!’ I say, picking up my phone and leaving my food on the table. They all nod, continuing their conversation.
I stride out into the hallway and unlock my phone, dialling Zayn’s number. It calls a few times and then he answers, breathing heavily into the phone. He sounds slightly drunk.
‘Zayn.’ I whisper, almost questioning the word rather than stating it.
‘Yeah bebz.’ He replies. What the hell? Bebz? Really?
‘Come over to mine, Saturday night?’ I ask, waiting for a reply.
‘Yeah. Sure. I’ll be there are 7.’ He says. I pause, but then I think of an even better plan.
‘No, meet me at the giant Dinosaur swing at Fitzroy Park. Bring lemonade.’ I say confidently, planning the picnic in my head. He’ll love it.
‘Kay. See you tomorrow, maybe. I have most of it off, or you can come to the interview with us. Bye love’ He says before hanging up. I sigh and walk back into the apartment, plastering a smile on my face. I nod at Lily who picks up I was talking to Zayn and bows her head. It makes me giggle.
I finish off my food and head downstairs, planning Saturday night in my head. I walk down the pathway, the opposite way to McDonalds and the store, and out onto the street. I walk uphill a fair bit, passing more apartments, and cross the road to where a large water fountain stands. Ever since the drought was broken late last year, Fitzroy Park looks so pretty at night. The garden lights up spectacularly, and everything just seems magical. I walk around, just gazing at the lights scattered around the magnificent park. It was the best place to be at night, it was enough to make you stop whatever you’re doing and look.