I woke up with a dizzy head. Maybe it’s because I didn’t sleep well last night. This is horrible. I go to the bathroom, prepare myself for this morning. I shower to chill my dizzy head, and after that, I think it doesn’t make any sense to my head. Then I brush my teeth and change my clothes. Well, 2 minutes faster than before.
I walk out of my bedroom, I walk over to the dinning room. I can hear the lads’ laugh downstairs. Looks like they woke up early and happily. Not like me.
I see a girl in the dinning room. I forgot that we just adopted a girl. I sit on the chair at two chairs far beside her. I hold my dizzy head, even I’m too sick to make my breakfast.
[End of Zayn’s POV]
[Let’s go back to your POV!]
I look at Zayn, he’s sitting two chairs far beside me. Well, we’re not that close so I understand why he doesn’t sit right next to me. I put my attention only on him. He looks sick. He just sits there, resting his head on the table and moveless. Then I hear, he moans.
I make a conclusion that he’s not strong enough to make himself a breakfast. Maybe I can help him. I take two pieces of breads, I give some jams inside of these breads and serve it for Zayn. I push the plate over to him. I don’t have to wake him up.
I remember what happened last night. The very first conversations that I had with Zayn. He didn’t look like what he seemed yesterday. He cared enough about me last night. I thought that he hated me but I think I was wrong.
Zayn finally puts his head up. He’s a bit confused at first when he suddenly sees some bread in front of him. Then he knows that it’s from me when he sees me looking at him.
“Thanks.” He said, a bit smiling.
“You’re welcome.” I said with my brighter smile. “You don’t look good this morning.”
He takes a bite of the bread before he says, “just a little dizzy.”
I’m so glad that Zayn now doesn’t ignore me anymore since last night.
“Do you have anything to do today?” He suddenly asked.
I wonder why he asked that to me. “I think. I don’t. I don’t even know what to do.”
“Well, we can probably hang out? I have nothing to do for today. Maybe I can ask you to hang out with me.”
Did Zayn just ask me out? Why does he suddenly become so… I don’t know how to describe that. Maybe… why does he suddenly ask me out whereas yesterday he seemed very ignorant to me? He’s very unpredictable.
“Well, okay. I would love to.” I said with a not-really-sure smile on my face.
“Good.”
***
“Where are you guys going?”
Suddenly Louis asked when Zayn and I were walking over to the front door. Niall, Harry and Liam are with him. They’re looking at us now.
Zayn looks at me then he answers, “I don’t know. Just-..”
“Aaaahh… a date?” Louis cut the words.
“Date?!” Harry looks very surprised. Now everybody’s looking at him, confused. “I meant… on Thursday? How could you guys??”
“Is that a matter of fact, Harrold?” Niall looks at him, weirdly.
“We’re not dating, guys!” Zayn simply answered. “We’re just going to hang out.”
“Oh. Okay.” There’s a nervous face on Harry.
Then Liam says, “Be careful, you two! Zayn! Keep Elena safe!”
Zayn smiles forcedly and put his thumb up at Liam to make him sure.
“Yes, sweety pies. We love you!” Louis shouted jokingly. Niall giggles. Everybody giggles.
So we’re walking out the house and start leaving the house. I’m not expecting Zayn to hold my hand, but I just remembered when I hung out with Harry yesterday. Zayn is definitely a different guy. I just follow his steps.
“Where are we going?” I asked, like a child.
“I don’t know. Maybe to the mall not really far from here. There’s a lot to see there. We’re not going to get bored.” He said seriously as he looked at me.
I say to him, “okay.”
I’m not trying to compare, but I feel more comfortable and free when I hang out with Harry than with Zayn. I feel like none of us two enjoy this thing.
[End of your POV]
[Back to Zayn’s!]
This hang out thingy would be going so boring in my prediction. We just arrive at the big street. I’m already ready about the paparazzis. They start to appear and take some of my pictures. I don’t mind about them, and I don’t care.
I’m still walking down the street, and I start to feel like everybody here is watching me. And it’s because I’m with Elena, I think they’re watching us both. I look at Elena, she seems scared. Why is she scared? The people around? She starts getting close to me. Oh, God! Do I have to do it?! Okay! Fine! I hold her hand.
I reach her hand and hold it as we’re walking together side by side. At least I don’t want her to think that I’m not a protective guy. Well I’m a protective guy, but I don’t want to protect her that much. She’s nobody to me.
***
We’re inside of the mall and we’re still holding hand. I can’t let her hand off of my hand because I can see that her face turned calm when I held her hand earlier. She looks so much relax.
I look around, looking at the stuff of the stores that we pass and so does Elena.
“Do you come here often?” She asked me.
“No. not really. You?” I asked back.
She answers, “I’ve never been here before.”
Oh, I can see it.
Suddenly some girls nudge Elena as they’re walking beside her.
“Aww!” She moans, getting really hurt.
“HI, ZAYN!” Those girls even have said hi to me and smile like crazy without thinking about what they did to Elena. What the hell?
[to be continued]