Chapter 4:
-Zayn's point of view-
I awoke in bed by the sun that was shining through the curtains. I turned to my other side and Liam and Niall's beds were empty. Just as I was about to get out of bed, I heard voices coming from the kitchen.
"Yeah, but you said yourself, he barely spoke to the girl." I heard Liam's voice say.
"I know mate, but you should have seen the way he looked at her." Niall responded. They must have been talking about Kellie.
"He met her yesterday Niall."
"Liam. Listen to me. You know Zayn just as well as me. Does he seem like the shy type of guy who would avoid a girl by hiding in a supply closet?" Asked Niall.
"You're right. She must be different, huh?" said Liam.
"She is. I don't think he's ever felt this way since Veronica. And that says a lot considering he just met her less than 24 hours ago." Veronica had been my girlfriend from two months ago. We were dating for eleven months. I was in love with her and when the boys and me were at a concert, she stayed home "sick". Long story short, I caught her in bed with another guy.
"Really? I mean, he was heart broken after Veronica. I don't even think he's completely over her."
"It's only been two months. Maybe another girl is what he needs right now." Said Niall.
"Are you sure? We're about to start recording for the next album and with interviews and concerts I don't think he'd be able to handle all of it." Said Liam, who himself had a girlfriend. Danielle, one of the dancers he met over a year ago. I heard the boys come into the bedroom and I tucked myself back under the covers to pretend to sleep.
"I don't think so. You should have seen her Liam, she's quite fit! If he doesn't go for it, maybe I will." Niall laughed. Even though he said that in a joking manner, I couldn't help but feel jealous. Before Liam could respond, I tossed in bed to let them know that I was waking up.
"Hey Zayn, you up?" said Liam.
"Yeah, morning." I told them, pretending that I never heard them.
"So, uh, Niall told me about that girl." Liam winked.
"There is no girl!" I lied.
"That's not how it seemed." Niall said.
"Alright, enough talk with all of this. We need to get to the studio by noon, and we leave early tomorrow morning." Liam told us.
"Where are Louis and Harry?" I asked.
"They went out for food. We were invited, but being the nice roommates that we are, Niall and I waited up for you. We're supposed to meet them there, so get dressed." Liam informed me.
I got up and put on a dark pair of trousers along with my favorite maroon varsity jacket. In only a couple minutes, the boys and myself made our way out.
-Kellie's point of view-
I woke up the next morning by Mandy calling me. I never had the chance to really talk to her since our phone call before I boarded the plane. I answered it eagerly after only one ring.
"Hey!" I said picking up my iPhone.
"Hey girl!" she responded.
"How are you?" I asked.
"I'm good, nothing new with me. But what about you? How's London?" She asked.
"It's great! I'm going to check out my apartment today." I told her. "Mandy, you should see the mall. The clothes here are so good!" I added.
"I bet! It must be much better than anything here."
"Oh yeah."
"What about boys?" She asked me. I should have known she would bring that up.
"I told you, no boys. I'm here to-"
"Yeah yeah, to focus on your career I know," said Mandy cutting me off, "but it's the summer! You only go to school in the fall and right now you should be enjoying yourself."
"You're right, but I don't want a boyfriend." I told her.
"Kel, who says you have to have a boyfriend? Doesn't a summer fling sounds nice?"
"Yeah, but you know I don't do flings. I would just get too attached and I don't want a relationship when I start school."
"Okay, fine. But seriously, have you seen any lookers?" She laughed.
"Actually I kind of ran into some one." I smiled to myself.
"Really? What's his name?" Mandy said enthusiastically.
"Zayn Malik. Google him." I told her.
"Did you just tell me to Google him?" She asked confused, so I explained the whole story.
After at least fifteen minutes of her constantly asking questions and listening, interested, she was freaked out.
"You have to hook my up with Harry! His dimples are to die for!" she exclaimed.
"Mandy, I've never even met him. Only Niall, and that was once. I'll probably never even see them again."
"Do you know their room number? Common Kellie, after hearing your story I know that he's a little interested!"
"Doubt it," I told her, "but I have to go. I need to get up and shower so I could go check out my apartment and start getting moved in." I told her. We said our goodbyes then I went to shower and get ready. I put my hair up in a messy ponytail and left with a pair of jean shorts, a plain green loose tank top and my favorite white greek-like sandals.
I headed out to the address my dad gave me. On my way, I passed a lot of different shops and restaurants. Realizing I never ate anything today, I went into a little diner called Jukebox Deluxe.
Inside, it was crazy. The walls were covered in old Coke advertisements and full of old things. It had a juke box in the corner and the bar had stools that could have been made a hundred years ago. All of a sudden, a woman with fifties hair came towards me on roller-skates with two glasses of coke in her hand and balancing a container of fries. I dodged out of the way and went to go sit at the bar.
"Hey there little lady, can I help ya?" A woman asked me, dressed like the one on roller-skates. She had an American-southern accent.
"Yeah, do you have a menu? I'd like something to eat." I smiled at her. This place made me feel happy.
"Sure thing." She said returning the smile and turning around to get a menu. I looked around at this place again and noticed old music playing. The walls also had pictures of Marilyn Monroe and Elvis Presley. I was beginning to really like this place.
"Here you go darling." The waitress said.
"Thank you!" I told her. The menu was filled with all kinds of delicious food. From French fries to milkshakes and chicken and more things that made my stomach growl.
"I'll have a chicken fingers with a side of French fries." I told her.
"Coming right up." She said.
After I ate my food, which was actually pretty good, I paid her and asked about some kind of job. I needed a job soon so I could start to get money. My parents are already helping me with rent but a job could really help. The woman introduced herself as Dianna and gave me an application for the job. I took it happily and made my way to my new apartment.
-Zayn's point of view-
After eating lunch at Nando's the boys and I headed to the recording studio. On the way, Niall wouldn't shut up and Kellie.
"Tell them every little detail Zayn," He said while we were in the car, "don't forget the part about you getting your bum stuck, that's my favorite." Niall said laughing.
"Have you even had a civil conversation with this girl?" Louis asked.
"No. I don't know why you guys keep bringing it up either, she's nothing." I lied.
"Bull shit!" Harry said, "Zayn we could all see it in your face. You barely know her and your eyes light up whenever we mention her name."
"That's bull shit." I said.
"Kellie!" Liam shouted.
"Just like that!" Harry said and they all busted into a fit of laughter.
"Shut up! It doesn't matter anyways. We're leaving tomorrow morning." I reminded them.
"Yeah mate, tomorrow. You still have tonight." Louis winked.
"Yeah, Lou's got a point. Just use your charm to sweep her off her feet." Niall giggled.
"Guys! I'll probably never see her again. It's no big deal." I said.
"Yes it is. If you don't grow a pair soon, I'll find her and drag her to the room." Liam said. I ignored him and shoved my earphones into my ears to listen to music for the remainder of the ride.
We got to the studio ten minutes later and worked on our up-coming album. It was going to be huge, I felt it. After winning the Brit award, we were even more famous. It was so weird though, I didn't even consider myself a celebrity. I still felt like a normal boy. I was lucky to get the chance to live my dream. Thankfully, I never let the fame go to my head.
After a couple hours of working, the boys and I headed back to the hotel. I hoped to run into Kellie. I didn't know what to say to her if I did though, maybe I'd start off with apologizing for making a fool out of myself last night.
-Kellie's point of view-
I stood in front of the tall apartment building in front of me. It was only a block away from Jukebox Deluxe so I used that as an excuse to walk in the nice weather. I stepped towards the doors and made my way to the second floor, where my apartment would be on. I stopped in front of room number 37. Just as I was about to open the door, it opened and a girl about my age stood in front of me.
"Hello! You must be Kellie!" She said a little too enthusiastically. She was rather short with shoulder-length auburn hair.
"That's me," I gave her a smile, "Erm… who are you?" I asked.
"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself," she giggled, "I'm Alexa your roommate." She informed me.
"Did you say roommate?" I asked her confused.
"Yup. I need to go get a couple more things from the car so you could take a look in our new apartment if you want!" Alexa said and flashed me another smile.
Before I could respond, she walked passed me towards the stairs. I just turned back around and walked into the apartment. The living room area was already all made, with a couch, chairs, and a flat-screen television. Wondering if my dad had given me the right room number for my apartment, I picked up my phone and called home.
"Hey sweetheart! It's about time you call us." My dad answered after a couple of rings.
"What's my room number for my apartment?" I asked him, ignoring what he said.
"Number 37." He told me.
"Then why is there some girl telling me that I'm her new roommate?" I asked.
"Well I see that you've met Alexa." He said.
"What? You know her?"
"Of course I know her. I wouldn't let my daughter live with a complete stranger."
"Well she's a stranger to me! Why didn't you tell me that I was going to be living with someone?" I asked angrily.
"Because you would of reacted exactly like this. Now you don't have a choice to change your mind."
"I could have been able to handle living on my own dad!" I sighed, "Do you not trust me?"
"Of course I do. You just wouldn't have been able to pay for everything by yourself. Plus Alexa is also starting the same University with you and she's lived in London all her life so she knows the city."
"Dad, I appreciate that you're looking out for me but seriously, I don't need any one."
"I'm sure that the two of you will become good friends honey. But I have to go. Make sure to call home later so you could talk with your mother. Love you!" he said and hung up before I could answer. I threw my phone onto the couch and turned to see Alexa back in the doorway.
"Sorry," She told me, "I'm guessing your dad never told you that you were going to be living with a roommate." She said.
"It's okay. It's not your fault." I told her and she nodded, "Do you need any help with your bags?"
"Sure, that'd be nice." She said while I went over to help carry her bags into the first room towards the left.
"So this is your room?" I asked and we went into her room that was also already all moved into.
"Yup. You could have the one next to me, or the smaller one towards the kitchen." She said, "Where are all your things?"
"Still at the hotel. I was just coming by to take a look at the place. I wish my dad would of let me know that I had a roommate." I laughed.
"It's no big deal." She gave me another smile.
While I helped her unpack her room, I learned more about Alexa. She was originally born and raised here in London and she lived with her dad. Her mom had passed away from a car accident when she was only eight years old. Her and her boyfriend just broke up a couple days ago because he was going to travel Europe as a journalist. They had been dating for over four years and it was hard for the both of them to let go of it all, but just like me, Alexa wanted a new start. She was also going to University for performing arts. I told her all about myself and before we knew it, we were getting along like we had been best friends for years.
After all of the un-packing was finished, I invited her to my hotel to hang out and sleepover. I was in much need of a girl's night, even if Alexa and me barely knew each other. We both agreed on an ice cream and chick flick kind of night. Tomorrow we would pack my things into the apartment.
When we got back to the hotel, the front entrance was filled up once again with screaming fans. I explained to Alexa about how One Direction was staying in the same hotel.
"I can't stand those boys!" She told me.
"Are you series? I thought someone like you would be fan-girling over them." I said.
"No way. They're overrated to me. I'll admit that they're undeniably gorgeous, but the whole boy-band deal is just annoying."
"Well maybe you're mind would change if you actually knew them." I told her. Was I actually defending the silly boy band?
"Maybe, but I see that you're a fan?" She asked.
"Not necessarily." I told her and explained my whole situation.
"Oh, I get it now. How long are they staying in the hotel?" She asked.
"I have no idea. But it doesn't matter. I'll probably never even see them again." I told her. Before she could respond though, the screams of the fans grew louder and I turned around to see a van with One Direction written on the side. The five boys came crawling out of the van's side door and I turned to Alexa.
"Perfect timing, huh?" She giggled.
I ignored her remark and looked back at the boys who were greeting fans and signing autographs. I kept my focus on Zayn and his gorgeous feature. All of a sudden, he turned my way and the two of us made perfect eye contact.