(Manisha’s P.O.V)


“So, clearly you are a fan?” zayn asked me cheekily.

“Clearly”, I replied.

“So who is ur favorite then?” he asked me and I blushed. Ofcourse it was him, it always had been but I couldn’t tell him that now could I?

“NIALL”, I shout.

“Huh, why?”

“We both lurveee to eat!” I replied taking a bite of my sandwich as I reached for the bag of chips.

“I can clearly see that!” Zayn said looking at the edible items strewn across our table. From frizzy drinks to salads to chips to pizza, it was all there and I was eating it. “How can you eat like that and still manage to stay so fit?”

“Oh I play basketball for my college team. That’s what increased my appetite soooo much!” I replied laughing.

“So how many are there in ur family?” he asked

“Ever so inquisitive aren’t we?” I giggled.

“Well you probably know all about me already so I’d say this was lonnnnggg overdue.” He said and I blushed again. Did I mention that I hate the fact that I blush so easily? It just gives me away and makes it so much easier to read me.

“Okay so we are four in the family. I have a younger sister, she may be smaller than me in age but damn she is 5’9” and at 5’4” I feel like a dwarf infront of her”.

“Shit that is taller than me!” he exclaimed.

“As tall as harry”, I said and regretted it as soon as I said it.

“WOW, thank god you are shorter!” he said completely ignoring the harry comment. Thank god.

“Hey!!! It’s a touchy subject okay?!!” I pouted

“Okay okay sorry” he said throwing his hands up, “remember I’m a dwarf here too!”
“Well a taller than me dwarf!” I said still pouting. “And Niall is shorter than you so you aren’t the dwarf of the family like I am!”

“You look adorable when you pout” he said and guess what? I blushed AGAIN. “And I have to say I’m impressed, u seem to know all of our heights by heart, maybe ur a bigger fan then u let on”, was it possible to blush harder? Cuz I think I did.

“Oh and you look adorable when you blush as well” he added cheekily waiting for my reaction, which was blushing even more. Why is he doing this?

“Can you stop making me blush before I turn into a fucking tomato?” I said getting a tad annoyed now.

“Hahaha okay, so where did you get your accent?”, he asked me throwing a totally random question at me.

“My accent?”, I asked confused.

“Yah, Asian people have weird accents but you don’t, it’s really nice and easy to understand and sounds American?”

“Oh, my high school was amazing, almost all the teachers were American and one of my best friends is half Canadian so bound to rub off on me a little right?”

“Ohh. Wow yahh that is really cool. Seems like a nice school.”

“It was”, I said and stared laughing.

“What’s so funny?” he asked

“Never in my life did I ever think I would be talking to Zayn Javadd Malik about how awesome my high school was!” I said now chortling with laughter.

“Aww cute, you know my middle name.”

“Who doesn’t?” I asked tearing up because I was laughing so hard!

“Hmm…so tell me about the fan following in Nepal?”

“Well we nepali girls can’t seem to get enough of you guys and you guys keep ignoring us. Umm btw did you decide to take me up on that offer or not?” I asked hoping that I wouldn’t end up broken hearted. I so wanted him to come!

“I think we have ignored you guys long enough”, he replied and I couldn’t take it anymore. I squealed!

Notes

the chapter definately seemed longer when i typed it.
please dont take offence for the accent comment.
comment comment! vote and subscribe too! xx