If I told you this story begins with a contract to be one of the members of One Direction's girlfriend, you probably wouldn't even press the 'Read' button. I wouldn't do it if I were you.
But although this may look like ANOTHER "fake girlfriend" fan...
Zayn is sitting on one of the sofas and looking down at his phone.
When I close the door behind me, he lifts his sight.
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"Please, don't go" I say walking to him, "I need to talk to you"
"Why?"
"I know what you think about me; they've told me. But you're wrong."
"Look, I..."
"I'm not getting paid for doing this" I cut him.
He gives a confused look.
"You're not?" he asks, visibly surprised.
"No, I asked not to. Money is not the reason why I decided to take this opportunity"
He remains silent, staring at me.
"You know nothing about me, Zayn. Nothing about the contract I've signed. I presume you care a lot about Niall and you think I'm here to take advantage of him, of all of you. But that's not true" I sit next to him, "I don't expect you to like me because if I were you, I wouldn't. But please don't judge me before getting to know me. Please don't assume I'm someone I'm not"
He keeps quiet, not even blinking. And I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
"Can I tell you about myself?" I dare to ask.
"I guess so" he says nodding, sitting properly on the couch.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Zayn..." Niall says walking in the room we're in; "Lou says it's time to go and get your hair done"
"Hold on, bro; I'm beating Vicky at table football"
Niall stares at us saying nothing.
Zayn and I have been together since the chat we shared in Tampa two days ago: we've played video games, chat for hours, had lunch together and even watched a movie yesterday night at Liam's hotel room. I guess Niall doesn't really understand why we suddenly get along so well, and truth is I don't really understand either.
"I knew you'd like each other" Liam said to me yesterday with a huge grin as we flew to Atlanta; "it was just a matter of time"
"Vicky" Zayn says lowering his voice once Niall has left; "We're going to have dinner together tonight; like, the lads, the band, the Aussies... I want Niall to know you, I want him to discover all the things you have in common"
"You sure about this?" I ask looking at him.
"Yeah, now you guys are like a little brother and sister to me" he answers with his Bradford accent and I smile; "I want you to get along; I know you will"
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