"Oooh, pretty girl! Hi pretty girl!" He waved at the camera, and Zayn grinned wider, smugly. I laughed and waved back.
Niall turned and whispered something to Zayn, and then jumped off the bed, hurrying to do who knows what. "Babe, I gotta go," Zayn frowned. "Niall just told me there's an interview thing we gotta get ready for... Sorry love."
I sighed. "No problem, s'okay." But it was; I wanted to talk longer. But it's what I had to deal with, being a girlfriend of a boy on the X Factor. There was barely anytime for the two of us - but I wouldn't be able to survive if I didn't have Zayn in my life at all.
"Alright," he replied. There was a sparkle in his brown eyes as he leaned in to the camera. "Bye baby. Love and miss you."
"Love and miss you more," I whispered back.
In a quick little motion, Zayn pressed his lips up to the webcam, in a kiss. I giggled before the screen flashed - call ended.
- - -
It was a three hour trip, and it wasn't flying by.
I was in a train, heading straight for London - straight for Zayn, straight for an interview that was going to bring up so many memories. And there was no turning back now.
"Stop it, you're fine. You were totally cool before you got on this train, you'll be fine when you get there too," I muttered to myself. But I knew I wouldn't be.
"Talking to yourself, babe?"
I turned around in my seat to see a boy smiling at me. I blushed and bit my lip. I didn't even know he was there. In a swift movement, he swung into the chair directly across from me. There was a little coffee table in between us, and he set his gray bag on top of it. He was tall, had brown, loose hair, and a beaming grin. He was definitely cute; I blushed more, catching myself staring.
"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself," the stranger chuckled. "I'm Austin Hanson. And I just thought you, a pretty girl like yourself, shouldn't be sitting alone."
What was it about him that kept making me blush?
Pretty? He thought I was pretty? I thought as I smiled at Austin. I was wearing a light gray-blue colored button up shirt unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up and a floral tanktop under. I picked at my white cut-offs and decided Tessa's Hey-I'm-arriving-in-London-to-rat-out-my-exboyfriend-for-being-a-dick outfit was a success.
"I'm Ivy Lane," I said back to him, placing my hand in his outstreched one. He shook mine and continued to grin cheekly at me.
"Beautiful name, perfect for you," he said. "You're the first Ivy I've ever met. So tell me, why are you coming to London?"
"Well it's not a very common name," I found myself saying. You freak! That's why he hasn't heard it! I cursed myself in my head. "Um, I..." Now I'm stuck answering the London question, which if I had a non-crazy, non-exboyfriend type story, I'd be fine answering. But of course not. "Personal... issues..?"
"Mysterious," Austin laughed across from me, winking at me before continuing. "I like that in a girl."
I laughed awkwardly with him, wondering if I was blushing redder than the train seats. I had never been that great of a flirt, or talking to boys in general.
Zayn would know that best of all.
And there I was again, remembering good ol' Zayn Malik.
- - -
"This is... nice," he said.
"No, no it's not," I frowned, burrying my face in my hands. I stared down at my plate, still squirmy looking at it since when the waiter sat it on the table. I couldn't even imagine how Zayn felt.
"Hey, hey, it doesn't matter! I'm here with you, that's all that matters," he smiled at me, reaching across the table to hold my shaking hands.
"Zayn!" I cried. "It was my turn for date night, and of course I picked sea-food! I completely forgot, and now I feel like an idiot."
There we were - sitting in Red Lobster, with a big pile of lobsters in front of us. I should have known, expecially after seeing Zayn's awkward face coming into the resturaunt. It was common sense: Zayn HATED sea-food, expecially lobsters.
Why was I such an idiot!?
"Babe, it's okay!" Zayn said, stroking my hands with his fingers. He was really good at that; rubbing my skin with his thumb. It was super relaxing... But not enough to help me calm down.