Give Love a Try (A Zayn Malik & One Direction Love Story) Episode 9
Episode 9: ~~~ (Layla's POV) I headed back to Zayn, and I found him still sitting on the ground, rubbing his temples. A surge of guilt ran through me; was I really causing him this much stress? When he heard me coming, he looked up at me and stood up. I paused in front of him. "What's up?" he asked. "Well, that was my sister. She wanted to know where I was, why I was still in Paris, and why I'm supposedly... in a relationship with you," I replied, slowing down when it came to the last part. I looked up at him and he looked expressionless. "It's already all over the internet? Wow, they're fast," he claimed. "Yeah." Insert awkward silence here. "So... I guess this is about the time where I call my publicist and ask her to fix things?" he questioned. "Actually, this is the time where you drop me off at this bridal shop across town to meet my worried sister. Then you can call your publicist." "You have to go?" He looked kinda sad. "Afraid so; my sister will chew her nails off until I show up at the store's door," I joked. He gave me a soft laugh and shook his head and suddenly got serious and stared into my eyes. "I'm so sorry for all of this. I don't even know you and yet I've caused you so much trouble. And don't worry; I promise I'll get all of this resolved. I just feel really bad that you're gonna start getting harassed by paparazzi over something that isn't true," he explained. Aw, he is such a sweetheart. "It's no worries; I know that you're a celebrity and these things happen," I said. Then he looked at me with some weird emotion in his eyes; I think it was adoration. "I truly have never met anyone else who is as understanding as you are," he stated. I blushed and looked down, as a natural instinct. "Why do you do that?" he asked. "Do what?" "Look away when someone compliments you. It's kinda like you don't believe it," he said. "Well that's cause sometimes I doubt it," I confessed. He lightly grabbed my chin with his right hand and made me look up at him. He looked me straight in the eyes and I had no choice but to look back. Again, I'm pretty sure you could hear my heart beating from a mile away. "You're beautiful; you truly are. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise," he said, and then he kissed my forehead. I stood there for a moment, fighting back a huge smile and the urge to scream with happiness. I let go a small smile and looked back up at him; he also had a smile on his face. That was when I realized Zayn Malik is not only thoughtful, but perfect in every little imperfect way. ~~~ Comment (:
