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Show Me The Way

Chapter 3

EVIE’S POV:

It was late when I got home last night. Zoey was asleep and Will was still out. I woke up the next morning to an empty apartment. Zoey had left me a message
“Hey! So i’m gonna be working all day today until late. I know, it sucks. But Will’s at someones house, don’t ask me who. I swear, he’s the most social person I know. But uh, I left my debit card on the counter if you wanna order food or something. Don’t throw a rager!” I laughed. Zoey was more like a best friend or an older sister than an Aunt. She still knew when to switch to adult-head-of-the-household mode. But most of the time, she was just as immature as me.

A day to myself to recover from the bizarreness that was the last 24 hours seemed like exactly what I need. I showered, pulled on a pair of leggings and an old sweater, put the first season of Gossip Girl into the DVD player, and sat down with a cup of coffee and a huge bowl of Cocoa Puffs. I was only halfway through the first episode when there was a hard knock on the door. I paused the TV, opening the door to see none other than Zayn fucking Malik standing before me.
“Oh my god...” I attempted to slam the door in his face, but it was held open by the toe of his shoe.
“Just give me a second, okay?” He asked, slightly pleadingly might I add.
“Look, you won alright? You played the badass celebrity card, you got me to your crazy party, and you screwed me over. I’m not sure what else you want!?” He shuffled his feet awkwardly, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “So, we’re done here, okay?” I was about to shut the door again.
“Hold on!” He pressed his hand to the door, pushing it back open. “I think we sorta started off in the wrong way. I was trying way too hard, I have no fucking clue why. But uh... Do you think we could just start over? You seem nice. And I don’t really have that many nice people in my life right now, as you can probably tell from last night.” He looked up, sparkling brown eyes doing me in. I couldn’t help but take a second to realize for about the hundredth time how absolutely insanely attractive this guy was. His dark hair stood up in a quiff, but in a good way that looked styled, but not too styled. He still had a decent amount of stubble across his face. And his perfectly full and poutey lips. His style was the thing that really got me. Even if he were only half as good-looking as he actually was; a guy with good style always got me. And he definitely had that one down, in a pair of dark chinos, a hipster looking graphic t shirt that revealed prominent collarbones; a tattoo just below the right one, black scruffed up-looking combat boots, and a denim jacket. I snapped out of my little daydream, long enough to realize I still hadn’t responded to him.
“Why do you care so much? I’m serious. It’s obvious you have millions of girls willing to go out with you, ones that actually want to. Why are you wasting your time here?” I didn’t want this to sound mean, I just couldn’t wrap my mind around the concept.
“Look, you seem relatively normal in the sense that you don’t give a shit about the band i’m in, and you can have a good time. But you also seem lonely. And i’m not gonna lie and say that i’m not lonely either. So why is it so difficult for you to just say yes to starting over with me and at least try to start over again?” His words shocked me. I have no idea where that had come from. That right there was a completely different person than I had met yesterday. And if I was being honest; it seemed like someone I wouldn’t mind spending time with. But could I tell him that? Could I give up on the stupid charade and be honest and agree with him that I am really fucking lonely and the fact that my brother and Aunt already have concrete lives here while I sit at home every day is actually killing me. No, I couldn’t. At least not yet.
“I guess... we could try. Why the hell not.” I finally exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air in defeat.
“Great! So, what were you up to?” He asked, smiling. I pushed the door open further for him to see my little setup in the living room.
“Care to join?” I asked sarcastically, knowing he would most likely rather poke his eyes out than sit through a single episode of Gossip Girl.
“Love to.” He said, surprising the hell out of me. And then, without warning, Zayn Malik of One Direction sauntered into my house, sat down on my couch, put his feet up on the coffee table, and proceeded to watch 5 episodes of Gossip Girl with me.

“So is this Blair bird a bitch or not, I can’t really tell?”
“Yeah, I don’t really know. She’s like, really obsessed with labels and stuff, but at the same time she’s really sweet at certain moments. It all very dramatic, as i’m sure you can tell.” I giggled. It had been several hours, i’m not sure how many, and I was actually having a pretty good time with Zayn. He had managed to shed the hard exterior that I had received yesterday, and I had done the same. I was just being myself now, and I hoped that he was too. The simple fact that he now knew the plot to this show let me know that he might be.
“Are you hungry? We have like, no food, but I can order something?” I got up and went into the kitchen, opening the fridge to see a carton of orange juice, 2 yogurts, an avocado, and a jar of tomato sauce. I proceeded to then open the cupboard which held a box of cereal, some most likely stale crackers, and some jelly. If you couldn’t tell, Zoey wasn’t a big cook, or shopper.
“Take Away sounds good.” Zayn responded from his spot on the couch.
“You don’t like, have anywhere to be. You know, being a big time celeb and all?” I chuckled, mostly trying to annoy him. But seriously, he had been here for a while. Not that I was complaining, at all.
“Does it look like I have someplace to be?” He asked. He sat comfortably on my couch, his feet still up on the coffee table, his shoes off. “I’m watching Gossip Girl for fuck’s sake.” He laughed.
“Alright, well, while we might not have any real food in the kitchen, we do have quite the collection of takeout menus-” I stopped, hearing the front door open.
“Zoe?!” I called.
“It’s me.” Will’s grumpy voice responded.
“Your brother?” Zayn whispered. I nodded.
“Hey Will.” I said casually, rummaging through the drawer for more menus. “This is Zayn.” I said, not looking up.
“OH MY GOD!” I heard shrill shriek. My head flew up to see a very blonde, very made up, and very excited girl standing next to Will. “This is not really happening! Oh my god, what is going on?!” The girl continued, much to the annoyance of everyone else in the room.
“Hi there.” Zayn said politely. He waved, not getting up from the sofa.
“Oh, uh, so we’re gonna go to my room and -”
“Can I get a picture?!’ The girl asked, pulling her phone out of her bag and shoving it towards Will.
“Um, I don’t-” Zayn stuttered, clearly uncomfortable.
“Just one, real quick, I promise. My friends are never going to believe that I saw you! You’ve been MIA for like, weeks. What the hell have you been up to?” She said. Will reluctantly took the picture, looking only half as annoyed as Zayn. And I had no choice but to just look om, feeling bad for not being able to do anything.
“Um, just chllin’. Relaxing... Uh, yeah. I actually need to go-” Zayn said suddenly, grabbing his coat and slipping into his shoes.
“Are you sure?” The girl asked.
“Zayn, I-”
“I’ll um, talk to you later Evie. Sorry.” He mumbled, hastily rushing out the door, leaving the three of us standing alone in the living room.
What the hell had just happened?


ZAYN’S POV:

“What number is that? Six? Seven I thought you were trying to quit.” Niall said, referring to the cigarette I just dropped on the ground.
“Not in the mood, Niall.” I grumbled. We were walking home from lunch and I had to leave for Dr. Block in just a few minutes.
“You alright?” He asked once we were back inside.
“I’m fine, I gotta go.” He muttered a goodbye.
______________________________________________________________________________

“So, how have you been doing since the last time we saw each other?”
“Shit.” I responded. Dr. Block was clearly not pleased by my response.
“Okay, and why is that?” She calmly asked. She was looking for a way into my head, and I wasn’t going to give her one.
“Because i’m only ever gonna be a fucking boyband member. And that’s never gonna change. And you may be a good doctor, but not even you can fix it.”
“Have you been regretting your career choice, Zayn?” Her calm voice was pissing me off and I willed the clock to move faster.
“No, I just want a break. That’s what this whole thing was supposed to be for, a break. And everywhere I go I have people freaking out and screaming at me and sometimes I can’t take it anymore. Does that sound pleasant to you?” She didn’t answer my question, just pursed her lips and scribbled something into her notebook. Dr. Block wasn’t much of a talker, more of a listener. Those types of people always irritated me.

45 minutes eventually passed and Dr. Block seemed almost as relieved as I was. But as I opened the door, all of that disappeared.
Shit.
“I’ll see you next week Zayn?” I heard Dr. Block say, but I didn’t respond.
She lifted her head, her blue eyes piercing mine. “Oh, good god.” She muttered, standing up and grabbing her things, making a beeline for the door.
“Evie, wait!” I said, going after her.
It’s been a week since I idiotically bolted out of her flat, and I hadn’t even bothered to text or call with some sort of explanation. I’m sure whatever I came up with would be shit anyways.
“Evie, come on. Please!” I grabbed her wrist once we’d reached the hallway outside Dr. Block’s waiting room.
“What the hell do you want?! What’s the matter with you?” She burst, pulling her arm away from me but not running, which I guess was a good sign.
“Just listen to me okay?!” I was annoyed for some reason. Not with her, just in general.
“You keep doing these big confession things after you’ve screwed up, and I really can’t figure out why. Is it really worth it?”
“Yeah, I think it is!” I burst, throwing my hands in the air “Don’t you?” She turned, seeming surprised by my honesty. I was quite shocked too. “I’m fucked up Evie, why do you think i’m here?! It’s been three years of this ‘being famous’ thing and i still have no clue what i’m doing. When things happen, like what happened last week, I still have no clue what to do, how to react... I don’t want them to think i’m a dick but sometimes I also need my space. And I feel like you might be the type of person who can understand that.” Her expression softened. “I mean, I guess I could go on but I feel like a right twat. Could you just, tell me what you’re thinking?” She laughed.
“I think you need a friend Zayn. And i’m willing to be that for you. But you’ve gotta stop it with this hot-and-cold shit, okay? That’s not what friendship is about.”
What she was saying was true, 100%. But I would be lying if I said I was a little disappointed. I was attracted to her, there was no denying that. But I guess I wasn’t exactly fit to be with someone right now. So if friends was all I got, I was gonna have to take it.
“Can’t say i’ve ever been ‘just friends’ with a girl before. At least not one as fit as you.” She blushed.
“Well if we’re gonna be friends you’re gonna have to stop all that flirty stuff.” She joked, hitting me on the arm.
“So we’re friends? I’m forgiven?”
“Sure, whatever.”

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Love it!
unfortunately, i am STILL not able to post on this site for unknown reason, but i just posted the new chapter on my blog yayyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!! so yeah, you can go to notarealhipster.tumblr.com and click on the 'fanfics' tag and all my fics with their newest chapters are there :)
also, i started writing a non-fic story (it's a New Adult romance-fiction thing) called 'Change My Mind'. There's a tab for that on my blog too, so i hope maybe some of you will read it and like it. thank you so much if you do !!!!! <3
** IMPORTANT **

I'm really sorry guys, but for some reason it isn't letting me post Chapter 28 on here. I've tried a bunch of time,s but it isn't working. But I posted the chapter on my blog HERE so if you wanted to read it, it's there :)
Its like you never update UGHHH