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Hate Love

Chapter Six

I was dressed in a purple wrap dress with a black studded leather jacket and black open toe booties. My hair was straightened and parted on the left with a swoop bang. I stood in front of the white screen as the camera clicked.
“That’s it,” the photographer encouraged. I placed my hands on my hips, bent my right leg, leaned forward, turned my elbows out and gave my best seductive look to the camera. “Perfect,” the photographer purred. I laughed and tossed my head back breaking my pose.
“Ow! Ow! Look at sexy!” Erin cat called from the back. Kaylee nodded eyeing me.
“Oh I love it,” Marcus stood smiling. “Let’s get that good looking fella out here,” he winked at me. Zayn appeared in a casual black suit. He looked extra handsome as he walked up to me. I looked away and spotted Ava. She was talking to Harry. I waited for her to look at me, but she never did. “Everyone prepare yourselves for all of the sexiness in this room,” Marcus teased. I laughed. “Well stand closer to each other.” He motioned with his hands.
“No problem,” Zayn muttered grabbing my waist and pulling me against his chest. We turned our faces to the camera. Marcus clicked away. “Smile,” Zayn teased squeezing my sides playfully. Being as ticklish as I am that caused me to laugh.
“Pretty,” Marcus cooed as I turned to face Zayn wrapping my arms around his neck. “Aw perfect!” Marcus was nearly giddy. We continued to pose. The camera was clicking nonstop. It felt almost natural only I was aware of disapproving Ava the whole time. “Okay let’s get Zayn alone. Melanie it has indeed been a pleasure,” Marcus kissed my hand as I headed to the interviewer waiting to ask me questions. The eager blonde woman stood up as I tottered her way in the heels.
“Hello, I’m Rebekah,” she introduced herself.
“Hello Rebekah, I’m Melanie.”
“I know,” she smiled as we took our seats. “We’re going to do a standard questionnaire,” she informed me. I nodded showing that I understood. “What is your favorite color?”
“Purple,” I answered automatically. “When I was younger I read that it’s the color of royalty and I always wanted to be a princess.”
“Favorite movie,” Rebekah continued.
“The Avengers,” I answered excitedly. We continued the questionnaire. It was time for the final questions and Rebekah nervously played with her hair which was in a long side braid.
“Current love interested,” she inquired.
“My male fans; they’re the greatest. I get all of the attention I want without complaint.” A smile played on my lips.
Rebekah’s face turned red, “It is true that your 1D crush is Zayn Malik?”
I shook my head in surprise, “What?”
She looked down nervously, “It’s a rumor,” she explained.
I laughed stiffly, “These rumors get more and more creative. My 1D crush is definitely Liam. He’s such a teddy bear.”
Rebekah smiled, “Thank you.” She stood and hugged me formally as Erin appeared ready for her turn. I walked out of the room and headed down the hall to the dressing room. My formal shots were over, but there were still two more sets (one of those sets involved all members of both groups). Arms wrapped around my waist and a chin was on my shoulder. I smiled and slowly turned to face him. He gave me a quick kiss. We were alone in the hallway.
“What are you doing tonight?” I asked pulling away before someone appeared. Besides Ava and Erin no one really knew about us (whatever we were).
“I don’t know. Why?” Zayn looked down at me curiously.
“Kaylee and I are thinking about having a movie marathon night.” I smiled “It’s going to be fun.” I added hoping to get him to agree to come.
“Okay,” Zayn agreed easily, “but there has to be popcorn.” He bargained. One of his eyebrows rose as he attempted to wear a serious expression.
“Of course,” I winked and walked away. I had no idea what we were doing, but I liked it. My feet came to a stop when I saw Ava sitting on the small black leather sofa in the dressing room. She looked up sheepishly at me. “Oh, I was coming to change.” I apologized and started back for the hallway.
“Mel wait,” she stood. “I’m sorry about how I reacted and how I’ve been treating you. It’s just that we’re really close and I don’t want to see you get hurt.” She sighed, “Just promise me you’ll be careful.”
“I promise,” I grabbed her for a hug and smiled. “I’ve missed you Ava.”
She sighed, “I’ve missed you too.”
“Finally,” Erin huffed from behind us. We broke apart and let her through. “I was wondering when you two would make up.” She walked to the make-up counter. We all changed into our outfits for the group shoot. Marcus snapped several pictures before releasing everyone except Kaylee and Liam. I went back to the dressing room with Ava. As we sat around chilling until we had to go back in front of the camera Kaylee reappeared.
“Mel, Tanya wants you to come look at your shots,” Kaylee announced. I nodded quickly changing into the brown summer dress, denim vest, and dark orange Toms. Hannah entered in enough time to do my hair. She grabbed a water bottle and sprayed it until the curls started to appear, then she finger combed through it until it looked satisfactory. After approving of my reflection, I made my way back to the main room. Tanya was sitting with Marcus’s assistant holding a large tablet.
“Melanie come look,” she waved me over. I looked down as my shots scrolled through. My individual ones appeared first. There was one of me looking back over my shoulder at the camera that I really liked, but Tanya preferred the one of me laughing. She said it was more natural looking. The shots with Zayn started. They were nice. Mainly of us turned sideways smiling at the camera. There were a few of us back to back. One looked like we were dancing, but in all honesty I tripped and he was catching me. “That one,” Tanya said pausing the slideshow. It was a peculiar picture. Zayn was sitting down at an angle leaning back looking away from the camera towards me and I was standing off to the side holding up my hair almost seductively. Since I was standing with my side to the camera my silhouette was perfectly outlined. Something about the picture seemed intimate, but it was a good picture.
“I like it,” Marcus’s assistant drooled. “What do you think honey?” he looked up at me.
I smiled slightly, “It’s neat.” Tanya nodded.
“Use that one Anthony,” she ordered. I walked away towards the set. Marcus smiled as I came into view.
“Yes it’s you,” he led me to the white screen. “You know what to do,” he walked back to his camera and began to snap away. I did my best poses slightly distracted. “You should reconsider your career. We need more natural models.”
“I’m too short,” I declined with a sad voice and a pout. Marcus frowned and continued to take pictures. Zayn arrived in an outfit similar to the one he wore in the music video which still hadn’t premiered.
“Woo hoo! Now the fun can really begin.” Marcus waved him forward. For the second time that day Zayn and I posed for the camera. This time we started with sitting on the fake grass and me standing a distance behind him. Marcus seemed to love that because we stayed with it for majority of the shot before he told me to sit by Zayn. We finished the shots as Ava and Harry entered. “I love when it looks natural,” Marcus sighed happily as he waved Ava forward. She smiled at me as she passed. Her eyes suddenly tensed as I felt a presence behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Zayn. He was unaware of Ava’s current feelings towards him.
“Ay mate are you done?” Louis asked as we passed him in the hallway. Zayn nodded and continued walking. “Wait a bit and we can grab a bite.” Louis started walking backwards continuing the conversation. Zayn stopped turning back to him.
“I’m leaving with Mel,” he informed the quirky boy. I stood behind him awkwardly. Louis peeped around him looking at me. Understanding lit his eyes as he nodded with a cheeky smile.
“Have fun,” he said in a sing-song voice before turning and continuing on his way. There was a double meaning behind his words that bothered me as I dressed in my own clothes. When I came out of the dressing room Zayn was waiting. I approached him with folded arms and a scowl.
“Did you tell Louis?” I demanded angrily. I don’t like for my business to be out.
His eyebrows pulled together, “What?”
“Did. You. Tell. Louis. About. Us.” I repeated enunciating every word.
He folded his arms across his chest, “Did you tell Ava?” he countered. I was silent. He nodded, “Exactly.” I rolled my eyes marching forward to the elevator. Zayn followed catching my arm as the doors opened, “Where are you going?” he asked in a nicer voice than he had just used.
“Home,” I gave a short answer.
“I’ll come with you.” He offered, but I silently frowned. Zayn released my arm cocking his head slightly, “What’s wrong Melanie? I was just making a point back there.”
I sighed heavily, “I just need to clean up and stuff before everyone comes over tonight.” I reminded him. “See you later.” I kissed his cheek before rushing out of the elevator and out of the building.
@RealMelanieO: Time to organize this house. Pray for me.
~~*~~
When I got back to the house I showered and changed into a pair of jeggings and a dark gray graphic tee. My hair was in a messy bun. As I gathered all of our junk out of the living room the rest of the girls arrived. They followed in my steps showering, changing clothes, and cleaning whatever room they landed in. We had successfully made the house company ready when the first guests arrived. Niall and Liam showed up, accompanied by Danielle (who we knew because Kaylee used to dance with her pre-group days and she appeared in a few of our music videos plus our first solo tour), first with a large bag of chips. Erin let them in and smiled.
“Are we early?” Liam questioned noticing the empty living room.
“Nope,” I answered as I opened the door for Harry and Louis. “Hey guys,” I hugged them both. “Hey Dani the girls are in the kitchen if you want to join.” I informed her with a smile.
She nodded, “Sure.” Danielle followed me to the kitchen where Ava was. I guessed Erin had left out when I answered the door.
“Where is Kaylee at? She was only supposed to get microwaveable popcorn and fizzy drinks,” Ava dialed our group member’s number once again. As I sat on a stool the doorbell sounded. “Hi Dani.” Danielle waved in response taking a seat as well.
“I got it,” Erin called rushing to the door. A few minutes later she came into the kitchen holding her phone up so we could see the screen, “They got Kaylee.” She spoke in a dead tone as we looked at the picture of Kaylee in the grocery store surrounded by fans.
“Only Kaylee could manage to do such,” Danielle shook her head with a humored smile.
“I’ll call Rufus,” I said as I pulled out my cell phone.
“I better go start the movie,” Ava walked out of the kitchen. I dialed our bodyguard’s number and informed him of the situation. Rufus retrieved Kaylee and she arrived with the soda and popcorn thirty minutes later. The first movie was started. I sat in between Niall and Zayn holding a bowl of popcorn. Occasionally his hand would brush against mine. After the third time I started to think that it wasn’t accident. When I looked up at him he was smiling. There was something in his eyes that made me smile back.
~~*~~
A loud laugh escaped my lips as Zayn turned around in his now drenched clothes. He wore a deadly expression. We were at his house for once and he was attempting to… Well I’m not sure what he was trying to do.
“It’s not funny,” he growled throwing a wad of wet paper towels on the island where I had taken the pleasure of sitting on top of the counter. I clapped my hands still laughing my head off at his sullen expression. It was a sight to see. Zayn rolled his eyes growling angrily before pulling my legs around his waist and crushing me to my chest. He had effectively gotten my clothes wet as well.
“Uh, Zayn!” I fussed punching his chest and jumping to my feet. My hit had no serious effect on him as he absentmindedly rubbed the sting before turning to clean up his mess. “My shirt is soaked.” I complained looking down at my white V-neck which was now see-through.
Zayn looked back at me momentarily, “You look better like that.” He smirked. Quickly I folded my arms across my chest, but that only seemed to amuse him more. When he turned his back to me I jumped on him messing up his hair. I felt him stiffen and quickly ran out of the kitchen down the long hallway. There were several doors to choose from, but the bathroom seemed the safest. I ran into it quickly hearing the rapid footsteps behind me and closed the door. The lock clicked as Zayn’s hand slapped the door. “You have to come out eventually Mel,” he taunted. I rolled my eyes ignoring him and turning to look in the large mirror. My shirt was wet, but my skinny jeans were dry. My hair was still tucked in its neat ponytail and my face was absent of all makeup. As I looked myself over my cell phone vibrated in my back pocket. I pulled it out leaning against the counter. It was a Twitter notification.
@zaynmalik: I only wanted a clean bowl :( pic.twitter.com/p/hJ47fx
Zayn tweeted a picture of him in the soaked clothes with a small frown. It was cute and fans were already retweeting, favoring and replying. I laughed to myself before snapping a picture.
@RealMelanieO: He hugged me and now… pic.twitter.com/p/pxF8dk
I attempted to dry my shirt, but wiping it with a dry towel only seemed to stretch it out. With a small pout I gave up running a hand down my front and looking at my reflection. Suddenly the quiet perked my ears. It was too quiet. Carefully I opened the door. In all of my barefoot glory I made my way down the hall until I reached the living room. A small smile made its way on my lips as I took in the sight of Zayn asleep shirtless on the black leather couch. An idea sparked in my brain causing me to run to the kitchen and riffle through my purse. I found what I was looking for and went back to the living room to find him still asleep. Carefully I made my way to him kneeling down slowly. His face was turned towards me and there was a small pout on his lips. I pulled out my eyeliner and prayed to the heavens that he wouldn’t wake up. After successfully applying the eyeliner I moved on to the blush. As I made his cheeks nice and rosy he moved. I was afraid to even breath. After a long pause it became clear that he was still sleep. I let out a breath of relief and moved on to the lipstick. Looking at my finished work through the camera of my phone it was hard not to laugh. Quickly I snapped the quality picture and ran into the bathroom to let out my building laughter.
@RealMelanieO: Sleepy @zaynmalik is pretty ;) pic.twitter.com/pHj8f6
@TheAvaPark: @RealMelanieO OMG @zaynmalik is going to kill you!
@ZerrieShipper21: @RealMelanieO why are you with @zaynmalik?!?!?!
@XoXoGurl: @RealMelanieO Oh you precious angel thank you!
@1DFan4Life: @RealMelanieO oh my…
@ZelOrZer: @RealMelanieO this is better than when Perrie did his nails!
I read the responses to my tweet for an hour curled up in the leather armchair before Zayn woke up. He sat up stretching causing me to fight my smile. He looked at me warily and I waved innocently as he stood. Anticipation built as I waited for him to see his reflection.
“MEL!” the sudden outburst caused me to bend over in laughter. Zayn stormed into the living room standing directly in front of me. He glowered, but it only made me laugh more. He groaned annoyed retrieving his phone from the coffee table. As he read something his eyes widened. “You posted it!” He burst.
“Your face,” I attempted to talk in between laughs. “You should see your face right now.” I controlled my breathing trying to calm down. I checked my own phone and my laughter instantly stopped. “Oh shit.” I mumbled clicking on the link and preparing myself for the worse. It was a Sugarscape article. They moved fast.
ZAYN MALIK’S MAKEOVER COURTESY OF MELANIE ORTEGA
So much Zelanie in one day we might die!
It’s no secret that since meeting nearly three months ago Zayn Malik and Melanie Ortega have had a budding friendship. Earlier Zayn posted a sexy picture of himself in what appeared to be soaked clothing that had us rolling on the floor gasping for air.
The tweet was followed by Melanie’s own tweet in a nearly see-through t-shirt which she implied was all Maliko's fault. Wonder how that happened? Hmm...
But the good times didn’t stop there. Oh no. Miss Ortega got her revenge by dolling Zayn up as he slept (picture above) shirtless we might add (He's shirtless. He is shirtless! ZAYN MALIK IS SHIRTLESS!) As much as we love Zayn’s new look (and we do love it), we can’t help but wonder what has the two alone in the first place? What do you lovely people think? Is Zelanie actually a thing or does Zayn just need to learn to stay awake around his lady friends? Let us know in the comments below.

Notes

Since I took soooo long to update I am going to do a double update.

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Omg I love the new intro and the whole thing!!! Cant wait to see what you are planning next!!!

<3 Danielle