When Worlds Combine - A WWC Sequel

15; Ditching class, pasta, and PDA

"You know not to talk to me when I'm watching HSM," Niall whines.

I can literally feel Zayn sighing.

"I'm sorry, baby. I forgot," Avery cries.

"It's okay, baby."

They go to kiss when Zayn interrupts.

"Guys, please?"

"Right, right. Sorry. So, she's all fine?"

"Yeah, she's lost function of one of her lungs-"

"IS SHE GOING TO DIE?!"

"Jesus fuck, Niall, calm down already!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry."

"She's lost function of one of her lungs but she's fine," Zayn continues. I notice he doesn't say anything else.

"That's good, I'm glad." Avery smiles. "Are you okay, Zayn?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good." Zayn gives a smile that is so perfect it makes even me believe he's okay.

"Is she still in hospital?" Niall asks.

I nod. "I think she'll be in there for at least a few more days."

"Man, that sucks. I was in hospital once, so I know the feeling."

"You were in hospital?" Zayn asks Niall. "What for?"

"Oh, I was just visiting my nan," he replies.

Zayn just looks at him.

"Shall we order?" I cry out suddenly, before Zayn can physically harm Niall.

"Sounds great! You have to try the pumpkin and feta ravioli," Avery tells me. "It is to DIE for."

"Sounds perfect, I'll take it." I grin.

Zayn scans the menu just as the waitress comes over. Avery and I give our orders and the waitress waits for the two indecisive boys.

"Can I have the chicken, feta and zucchini pasta," Niall says.

The waitress looks confused. "The what, sir?"

Niall points at the menu. "This one."

"Oh, you mean the chicken fettuccini?"

"Oh! Right!" Niall cries. "Yeah that."

"I'll have the same," Zayn says, handing his menu to the waitress. We all thank her as she walks off.

"So, I got a job," Niall tells us all.

"That's great! Whereabouts?" I ask.

"At a pet store. It's pretty cool. You just get to play with the animals all day."

"There are the cutest kittens in store at the moment," Avery coos.

"Yeah, Avery's real fond of them. You guys should come in sometime and visit."

"We'll make a note of it," I smile.

"How's bartending going, Zayn?" Avery asks. "Bet it's real neat."

"It's pretty cool," Zayn nods. "You see a lot on the job."

"I bet," Niall hoots. "Get any celebrities?"

Zayn laughs. "The only famous person I've ever served is that kid from the cough syrup ad."

"Ooh, the chubby one? Benjamin's syrup?"

"Yeah, with the bowl cut?"

"Well Jesus, Mary and Joseph," Niall cries. "How's he doing now?"

"I don't know, Niall, I don't actually know him. He's old and skinny now, with wrinkles."