Zayn
Ella's outfit
Kenzie's outfit

“Wake the fuck up, Zayn! If we’re going to make it to Nandos in time to meet Ell and Harry, we literally have to leave in 2 minutes!” I heard someone shout from the doorway.

I groaned. I don’t remember anything from last night, and, apart from the splitting headache I had, I wasn’t feeling that terrible. Not that bad, as hangover’s go.

“Where are we?” Don’t get me wrong, this bed is incredibly comfortable, but it wouldn’t hurt if someone told me who’s bed it is.

“Zayn, you’re sleeping in my guest bedroom, in Northampton.” Oh, it was Niall talking to me. “Kenzie set out clothes for you; they’re lying on the dresser. I want you dressed, hair done, and in the kitchen in 15 minutes, or I’m sending Liam in. He is having a serious freak out right now, and trust me, you do not want to engage with him right now.”

I rolled my eyes as I got out of bed, walking over to the dresser and looking for the clothes Kenzie picked out for me. They’re not terrible, I thought as I started to get dressed.
Can’t really go wrong with jeans and a letterman jacket.

As I grabbed the jeans Kenzie picked out, I started to think to myself, just wondering. Everyone loves me, not to brag, and girls basically throw themselves at me, the “bad boy” of the band, the damn sex god. But, why is it I can’t find a girl who is satisfying?

I guess it doesn’t really bother me that much, but it would be really nice to find someone who doesn’t practically beg you to fuck them senseless.

I got everything on and headed to the adjoining bathroom, seriously hoping there was some Advil and hair gel in there. This headache is killing me, and, believe me when I say this, you do not want to see a Zayn where there is no hair gel. There will be blood.


“Alright,” Kenzie prompted. “Are we going to act like little asses on our phones all drive or are we going to socialize, like, not through a screen?” She looked around, waiting for an answer from us. “

Hmm,” I muttered, already on twitter and scrolling through posts. As of now, according to twitter, about 3,000 million people want me to fuck them raw. Yippee. I love my life.

“Ok, asses it is,” Kenzie stated, seeing everyone but Niall, who was driving, pulling out their phones and such. We were on the 3 hour drive to the Nandos in Cambridgeshire, and I was shoved in between Kenzie and Louis, with Liam next to Lou, in the back of Harry’s Range Rover he let us borrow last night.

“Well, might as well do a vlog segment now. Not going to be able to do much with this social bunch.” Kenzie pulled out her phone. “Do you guys want to be in it?” Kenzie asked, aiming that to me and Louis.

“I totally understand if you don’t-“

“Umm, HELL YES!” Louis shouted, making me jump and hit my head on the car ceiling.

“Ok, Lou, calm your tits,” Kenzie grinned, making everyone roar with laughter. “Zayn, Liam, what about you?”

“I don’t have a problem with it.” I smiled at Kenz. See, why can’t normal girls my age act like Kenzie? I didn’t see McKenzie Carson trying to suck faces with me when we met. Why can’t normal people be like that?

“I’ll do it, too,” Liam smiled at Kenzie, and she blushed and grinned back at him. They weren’t so friendly to each other yesterday. What had happened between them last night?

“Ok, so, I’m going to talk for, like, 5 minutes, and then I’ll bring you guys on,” Kenzie turned towards us. “Can one of y’all get on twitter and go to the WSP (Winter Spring Pro) homepage? I thought we could use some of the unanswered interview questions as an interesting topic, if that’s ok with you.”

“I got it,” I was already on the page, scrolling down to the questions that fans posted, reading them over in my head. “Let’s do this.”

“Ok, so, right now,” Kenzie rambled. “I would put Joey on to talk, but he’s in the front of the car, while I’m shoved in the back with enough hair gel to fix up Marie Antoinette’s wig.”

“Hey!” Louis burst out, but I elbowed him to be quiet. Kenzie stifled a laugh, and continued talking. “But, let’s set aside the fact that I’m drowning in cologne, and let’s say hi to my ‘friends’,” She made air quotes with one hand around “friends”. “The 3 and only…”

Kenzie paused for emphasis. “Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, and Liam Payne! AHHHHHHH!” Kenzie screamed like an obsessed fangirl, and I chucked as I waved to Kenzie’s IPhone camera, which was now focused on us.

“We decided we would answer some interview questions that we couldn’t get to on the official interview, so what are we waiting for?” I smiled as I saw Kenzie read off the first question from my phone.

“Alright, this one happens to be for Liam, and we are starting this session out strong and personal!” She turned the camera towards Liam as he grinned at Kenzie. I cant wait to here what the question is, because they can get super personal and hilarious! “Ok, Liam. @bringthepayne wants to know what qualities you find sexy in Ell, and by Ell, I think she means WSP’s very own Ellabree Kowals.”

Oh. My. God. Liam’s reaction was priceless. He looked down at his hands, his face reddening by the second. “Oh, and we know you find something a turn on, so don’t deny it and say you don’t!”

Kenzie smirked, and I couldn’t resist laughing a little. Damn, being a Youtuber sounds fun. Embarrassing the shit out of celebs all day? Sign me up!

Liam looked at me for help, but I shrugged and pointed to the camera. Liam took a deep breath, looked at the camera, and all hell just broke loose.

“Ireallythinkit’shotwhenEllwearsbowtiesandbuttonshershirtallthewayupand,” He said really fast, looking at Kenzie now.

“I, umm, also like it when she, er, scrunches up her nose when there’s hair in her eyes.” He breathed a sigh of relief. “Ok, next question!”

Wow. I never thought of Ell as hot when she wears bow ties. I don’t know, I guess I have never really been attracted to hipsters or smarter girls before; I’ve always been a sucker for bad girls.

But, Liam. Holy hell, that was a lot. And personal, too. Damn, does he like her? “Well,” Kenzie said, between laughs. “I guess I haven’t thought about Ell in that way, but, what you said makes sense, Liam.”

Liam half-smiled at the camera, still embarrassed as hell, but Kenzie took that as the time to move on. “Well, I think the next question is for Zayn.” I looked over at her, as she was reading the question. Shit, she can’t keep a straight face, this is not good.

“So, Zayn…” Why was she dragging his out? “@MariaElison wants to know how many people you’ve slept with this week, and if she can be one of them,” Of course. I have to get a question that involves me fucking someone.

Seriously, I get that I'm the ‘bad boy’ of 1D, but I don’t sleep with a bazillion people every week! “Actually,” I tried to get out of this question without much detail.

For some reason, I’m not that comfortable with talking about my sex life. Not that I’ve got anything to hide, I actually haven’t had sex in a while. “I haven’t slept with anyone this month, and by the looks of it,”

I leaned over and read the profile information of @MariaElison.

“You seem to be living in Switzerland right now, and I don’t think I’ll be visiting there anytime soon. So, sorry, I can’t really sleep with you at the moment.” I shrugged and grinned.

“Good answer.” Kenzie smiled at me, and I grinned back, but inside, I was miserable. Zayn, what do you have to do to be taken seriously around here? How much shit does it take to get noticed? Really.

“Hey guys!” Harry came bounding towards us in the Nandos parking lot, with Ell giggling and following closely behind. Harry talked me with a flying hug, as I smiled and hugged him back. “How was your quality time with Ell?” I asked as soon as Harry let go of me. Kenzie walked over, glaring at Harry.

“I had better not here that you guys had sex.” I heard Ell laugh and Harry grinned, although rather awkwardly, I thought. “No, sex, Kenz. We just met yesterday.”

Ell have Kenz a huge hug while heading over to Joey. “I missed you guys.” Ell grabbed Kenzie’s arm and dragged her over, taking out her phone and recording a short vlogging segment.

“Hayy everybody! Well, as you can see, I have reunited with Kenz and Joey after being held hostage by Mr. Styles, and right now, we are going into Nandos to have lunch. Say hi guys!” While the boys and I waved to the camera, I saw Ell whisper something to Kenz off camera, and her eyes widened, probably in surprise.

What the hell? Whatever Ell said to Kenzie, Kenz looked really pissed/scared/nervous. Kind of a pissy, scaredy, nervous sandwich. All in her facial expression. Oh, and Kenzie was focused on none other than Harry.

Great. Harry probably did something stupid and scared the shit out of Ell. “Well, then,” Ell elbowed Kenzie so she wouldn’t have that lovely (note the sarcasm) face on the film. “I think we have to go and eat, but we’ll vlog more from inside. Byee for now!”

Ell turned off the camera and forced a grin. “Well. Who’s hungry?”
“ME!” Niall shouted, and I couldn’t help but grin as he raced inside. Typical Niall.

“Mnfhsioafhiowernjgfuipguibjk.,” Kenzie tried to say with a full mouth of her sandwich. “No one can understand what you’re saying, Kenz.”

Joey smiled as he continued talking to Harry. “I need to pee.” Kenzie stood up out of nowhere and just said. “Thanks for sharing, love.” Louis smirked, twirling his French fry in ketchup.

“No, now that you mention it, I do have to go,” Harry said, standing up, too. “Why don’t we all take a break, so we don’t have to go all staggered and it gets really awkward.” Agreement was issued as Niall, Louis, Liam and Joey stood up and walked away, leaving just me and Ell at the table, which was awkward because I was sitting as far away as I could possibly get.

Not on purpose, of course. “Well,” I saw Ell look up at me from her food. “We can’t have a civil conversation from that far away, now can we?” Ell chucked as she got up and slid in the seat next to me, turning so I could face her.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better, Ellabree.” I hoped she was. Not that I didn’t care, it’s just that Liam would flip if she wasn’t. “Oh, I’m fine now.” Ell waved it aside. “And, all my friends call me Ell. It sounds too formal when someone calls me Ellabree.”

I was about to say something back, but Ell’s phone rang, as she frowned and picked it up. “Oh,” she giggled to herself as she unlocked her phone and went to email. “It’s my little sister,” She explained to me.

Ell has a little sister? Huh?
“Umm, I thought you were an only child?” I am fucking confused out of my mind!

“It’s complicated.” She obviously did not want to talk about it. “She lives in York, England with her adopted parents, but we email a lot.” She showed me a picture of her. “That’s her! She’s almost 17, and her name’s Perrie. Perrie Edwards.”










Holy. Fucking. Shit. Oh my god, I can’t even think straight. That’s Ell’s sister?
What?!?!?!?!?!?

“Holy hell,” I said in awe, basically. Why did you just say that out loud, Zayn! I mentally slapped myself as Ell laughed. “I know, she does not look 16.”

No, she doesn’t. She looks fucking amazing, that’s what she looks like. “You’d think she’s older than you,” I joked, trying to cover up my slip.

I can’t deny that I am seriously attracted to her right now, but I remind myself what every other girl in the universe wants with you. They just want you to shag them.

That’s it. Besides, she lives in York. When am I ever going to see this girl? “Yes!” I looked over at Ell with surprise. She just shouted ‘Yes!’ in the middle of a restaurant, mind you, so don’t blame me.

“Oh, sorry, it’s just, in the email that I got, Perrie said she could come over to the apartment next weekend! I can invite all you guys and you can all meet her!”

Of course, Ell. Of course you have to have a sister living in England. Of course she had to come visit. And, of course you have to invite the band to come and meet her.

“She really likes you guys, and I know for a fact you’re her favorite.”










Of course.