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Rebellious Love

The Elephants


Selena's pov.

I walk into caddywampus and grin. This has been one if my favourite places since I was a child. I used to come here when I felt alone.

I glance around the building and notice nothing has changed. The same small cafe in the corner with a fireplace, and on the other side different odds and ends litter the shelves. The whole place truly has a sort of magical feel to it. And I love it.

I glance over at Zayn to see his reaction and I know he can feel the same magical feeling. It's hard to describe it, you can just feel it. I see a look of wonder in Zayn's eyes and it makes him look younger than he really is. When he came into the tattoo parlour he had this brooding look about him but now he looks like a curious child. And it's adorable. His mouth is slightly open and his eyes are wide and full of light. I wish he looked like this all the time. In the few hours I've known him, I can tell that he is broken in a way. His eyes are full of hurt even when he smiles at me. I can only wonder why.

"sooo... What do you think?" I ask even though I already know he feels the same way I do about it.

"okay I'll admit I was a bit skeptical when I first saw it, but.... Wow." He replies and a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. The hurt isn't there this time and I can't help but feel elated. I hope I can make him feel like this all the time.

What are you talking about? My conscious rudely says. What makes you think he's going to talk to you after this? That he's not just trying to get into your pants? What makes you think youre worth his time?

I push my thoughts to the back of my mind. My conscious might be right but I feel like Zayn is different.

"I wanna show you something," I grab his hand and lead him to the back where the antiques are. There they are. Elephants of all different kinds are arranged in rows upon rows. Not real elephants, they would be a little fucked up. Glass, ivory, silver, gold, every kind. The details etched into each one are astounding. Such care and concentration had to be placed into each elephant.

"wow," Zayn whispers under his breath but I hear him.

"I know. When I was a kid I used to make up different stories for the elephants. I would make up stories about where they came from and how they got here. Like I used to think this one came from Africa. I used to imagine that a little girl like me ran away from home and had to sell her favourite elephant so she would have enough money to live," I tell Zayn and run my finger across a wooden elephant. I look up to see Him staring at me and I realise how weird that must sound.

"Yeah that probably sounds ridiculous. I know," I say, but I don't look at him. I don't want to see the laughter in his eyes. He's probably willing himself not to laugh at the crazy girl in front of him.

I feel his finger under my chin and Zayn turns my face to look at his. Surprisingly, I don't see the amused look in his eyes. All they hold is sincerity and that usual look of hurt.

"Thats not ridiculous. Thats probably the least ridiculous thing Ive heard in a long time," he says and I can tell he's serious.

"Really?" I ask and search his eyes. His lips turn up a bit and I notice the crinkles by his eyes when he smiles. (a/n teehee see what i did there?)

"Yeah. In fact, I used to be one weird kid myself," Zayn says with a shake of his head. His fingers drop from my chin and I mentally sigh from the loss.

"is that so? Zayn Malik the internationally known boyband member was once a 'weird kid'? Imagine that," I say with a dramatic wave of my hands like they were a rainbow and I state up at them. (a/n like the thing spongebob does, lol hard to describe sorry)

"Shutup." Zayn rolls his eyes but I can see the amusement in his eyes. Then something catches my eye. A long silver necklace gleams in the city lights from the window and I gasp. I remember that necklace. It's been here since I was a small child and I remember always wanting it.

"I can't believe that necklace is still there. It's been here forever. I used to try and save up my money for it but I would never make enough so then I would always give up and buy ice cream from the ice cream man," I laugh at my own story as the memories play through my mind. I pick up the necklace and admire it. A heart shaped locket hangs from the chain. The locket looks like two angel wings that form a heart. I've always wondered why someone would give up this necklace. Honestly, it probably isnt worth much and most people wouldn't consider it beautiful since there aren't any diamonds on It. But I do.

"it's beautiful," Zayn says and I smile at him. I'm glad someone else thinks so too. I expected him to wonder why the hell I like it so much but Zayn has already surprised me more than once tonight.

"Just like you," he adds.
"Annnnd I knew that was coming," I say and Zayn chuckles, "Still too cheesy but I'll give it a 7.2 because I'm feeling generous tonight." I continue.

"I'd say it was a 10 but I'll take it. Now where is this free food you speak of? I'm fucking starved." Zayn says and shoves his hands in his pockets.

"oh. Um well hypothetically speaking what if I told you the food isn't actually free? And hypothetically I just wanted you to come inside with me...? And hypothetically I've never actually eaten here...? You know hypothetically." Annnd the truth comes out.

Zayn just laughs. "Then I would hypothetically say that we should get some food before I fucking keel over and die,"

I laugh and tell him I know a good place that's still open. New York is that city that never sleeps after all. Zayn tells me that he's just going to "take a wee" and that he'll "be back in a jiffy". As I wait for him I realise that I don't even know where exactly he's from. I know that he's in a popular
Boyband but really that's about it. I haven't been keeping up on my celebrities, sue me. Zayn comes back and I hold my arm out for him.

"shall we?" I ask and he interlocks his arm with mine.

"We shall." Zayn replies.

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Zayn's pov.

Selena and I skip down the streets of New York and it still amazes me how busy it still is at-I check my phone for the time- 1:13 am. And now I know why it's called the city that never sleeps.

I look at Selena and our interlocked arms. I notice a tattoo etched into the skin of her right inner wrist. Huh. It's a simple tattoo, just two small stars, one dark and the other is just a black outline but I get the feeling it has more meaning.

"I hope you like fatty American foods," Selena laughs and I can't help smiling whenever she does. Her laugh makes you happy even if you dont want to be.

"Course. How could I not?" I laugh too.
"Hey that reminds me. Where exactly are you from?" Selena asks and I look at her. She tucks a piece of hair that fell in front of her face behind her ear. I can tell it's a habit. I also notice the multiple ear piercings she sports. Two studs in her lower ear and two more up top. A silver ear cuff lies between the piercings.

"I know, you're probably wondering what rock I live under, but I don't really know much about you. Or your band for that matter." Selena says and shrugs.

I chuckle at her. "honestly it's refreshing. Finally a girl who hasn't google searched me. Or stalked me for that matter," I laugh again. I'm actually really glad she hasn't read all the stories about me-most of which are complete bullshit.

"Refreshing?"

"Yeah, Some of those girls are fucking nutjobs. To answer your question, I'm from a small town in Britain called Bradford."

"Never heard of it. I actually used to live in Holmes Chapel a few years ago but other than that I've never been anywhere but New York."

"Really? I'll have to take you all around the world someday."

I see Selena's eyes light up and she grabs my hand.

"I'd love that."

Notes







Hey guys!! Chapter threee whoooooo! AND IF YOOOOUUU YOUUUU WANT ME TOOOOO
lol sorry about the caplocks abuse but i really cant control myself when i listen to kiss you. OKAY please please please comment it really makes my day and don't be a silent reader! I really wanna hear from you guys! Also the first two pictures are the necklace from the store and the second one is selenas earrings. :D and thank you to the people who commented it makes me ridiculously happy! :) sorry bout the long ass authors note haha

Comments

OMG this is amazing please post the next one soon!!!
Delaneyschuh Delaneyschuh
9/7/13
@Hazza_Hipsta
Lol. This chick is dedicated! :) Oh trust me, I won't stop commenting even if you told me, too. (Which I hope you don't but..you know.) Gurl, you are funny!! :P Part of the reason I love your stories, they have humor and aren't as clique as all the others. :) <3 xx
Oh Em Gee. I don't know who I ship with Selena!! :( I loved the Zayn and Harry brother-moment. <3 I can imagine that moment actually happening in real life so two-thumbs-up ( I wish I had more thumbs, though because your story is just that darn awesome *-wink wink-* ) Can't wait to read more <3 xx
I loved this chapter. I think Zayn and Selena would go great together.
Also, ohmyfuck. Louis is a football (soccer whateva) playa and ohmyfuck SOMEONEHOLDME. okay just felt like commenting that on my own story...im a loser.
Hazza_Hipsta Hazza_Hipsta
8/4/13