His question made my heart shake like a thin flag in the air. I was scared to tell him the truth because, I knew that he would think that I am crazy, I am a mental patient. I got so confused. I didn't know what to answer. I nodded in yes but replied him "No".

As soon as I spoke, I realized that I did it all wrong and then, spoke again.

"I mean No! That wasn't me. Why would you ask that?" I asked.

He didn't reply. He just got up. I called his name

"Zayn?" He turned around and smiled.

"See you at school"

ZAYN'S P.O.V

She was lying. I knew that. She was scared to tell me. I heard the screams coming out of her home. I wouldn't be so sure, if she didn't get confused. I wish I could make her understand that I feel for her. She was sad and I wanted to help her. I didn't understand what was happening to me. Why did I care for her? I barely knew her.

I entered in the house and checked my phone. '3 missed calls from Harry'

I called him back

"What's up? Harry. Isn't it quite early?"

"Yeah, it is. Come at Louis' we need to discuss something for the tour." He replied.

"Okay when?"

"Now"

"Now? I have school dude?" I replied a bit shockingly, because I knew how much I wanted to go to school.

"So? Skip it." He replied like it wasn't a big deal. But it was a big deal for me.

"Okay see you." I had to go because I didn't have any other option.

I got ready and went to Louis'.

Our meeting ended in 4 hours. They all wanted to discuss the tours dates. When I got free, I rushed back to home and went to Mary's house.

I knew that she wouldn't be home, I just wanted to talk to her mother.

"Hi, I am Zayn Malik" I introduced myself to a woman.

"Zayn Malik, from One Direction?" She asked me in an excited and shocked tone, and I nodded.

"Oh, come on in. I wonder what got you here?" She welcomed me in the house, and I entered.

"I am Mary's friend." I told her; she was shocked when heard the word FRIEND.

"Mary has friends?" she mumbled herself, but I heard it anyway.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean she doesn't have friends anymore."

"Why?" I asked her. She hesitated a little but then burst out the truth.

"She got so disturbed when her mother died."

"Oh! You are not her mother?" I interrupted her

"No." She confirmed it and I understood what had happened to her. She was disturbed because of her mother death. My heart was sad for her.

"I am sorry." I apologized "then?" And asked her.

"Then her father left her alone with me and got married. She got really disturbed after that. She is rude to everybody and sometimes to me too. But I promised her mother that I will take care of her. That's why, she is living with me. Sometimes I get so worried that what if I couldn't control her anger, her crying, and her screaming. She will end up being a mental patient." She said it and started crying...

My eyes also filled with tears, but I avoided them.

"I knew she was having a hard time, but I didn't know that her mother passed away." I apologized one more time and the continued "I want to help her and if this is possible can you tell me something about her. I mean her likes and dislikes and hobbies."

"Why are you asking this? I mean why you want to help her?"

Her this question made me a bit shy. I don't why. I told her the truth

"I don't know. I like her I mean..." I didn't finish and she didn't ask.

"Come, I will show you her room" she said.

I entered in her room. It was dark only one spotlight was on.

"Sorry, it's messy. She doesn't like anyone in her room" She said and left me alone.

I walked to her bed it was messy and then, to her table. I saw a paper pasted on the wall with the words 'I NEED TO CONTROL MYSELF'. I got tears in my eyes. She wanted all this to stop, but she couldn't help it. Then I saw some torn posters on the floor I picked it up and it was me. My heart skipped a beat, what is that mean? Is she a fan of me? I got confused. I opened her drawer and I found a photo frame of her with her mom and dad. Beneath that, I found an old diary of her. I felt guilty opening it, but I did it anyway. Tears streamed down my face when I saw what she has in the diary about me. She was crazy about me. I closed the drawer and went to my home

MARY'S P.O.V.

"I can't believe he didn't come. He said that he will come" I mumbled as I entered in my room. I was angry and sad that I didn't get to see him. My love for him was waking up, trying hard to get out. I needed to control this.

"He is a celebrity. He is a celebrity. He is a celebrity" I started mumbling to myself. I picked up all the posters and threw them back in the drawer.

"I DON'T LOVE YOU ZAYN MALIK. NOT ANYMORE." I said out loud.

I did my homework and went downstairs when I felt hungry.

I didn't believe what I saw. My heart stopped when I saw him sitting in my living. I stopped on the staircase. He smiled at me and stood up.

"Hi." He said. I couldn't move. I managed to smile back

"Can we go on a walk?" He asked me and I was sure as hell that I was dreaming.

I came down from the stairs and stood in front of him. His eyes were the most beautiful thing in this world. If eyes could kill, I would be dead by now. When he didn't get a reply from me, he leaned to my face and said

"Are you Okay?" His breath touched my face and I got goose bumps all over my body

I shivered and replied.

"yeah sure."

I was scared, very scared. What was he doing in my house? Why he wanted to go out on a walk with me. So many questions arose in my mind.

My hands were shaking so I folded them across the chest, so he won't notice.

"You wanted to talk about something?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I was thinking that all the boys are coming to my home. Why don't you come too? I mean we are friends right. And you will meet the rest of us."

Did he say we are friends? And he wanted me to meet the whole band. My heart smiled after a long time. I didn't know what to answer. I wanted to go but I didn't want to go. I thought for a minute and then I made up my mind and replied

"No, I am sorry. I can't come. I can't leave my aunt alone." It was a lame and stupid excuse, but it worked.

"Okay, as you wish." he said in a bit sad tone and then continued." I think we should go home".

I nodded.

He left me at my porch and went in his house, which was right in front of mine. I knew that I made him sad. I was still standing there when I saw two black cars stopped in front of his house. The other four boys got out of the car and went inside. I shivered and went in my home.

I came out of the bathroom and I heard laughing in the living room. I got confused because no one ever visited us after my mother's death. I wore my sleeping pajamas and went downstairs.

And there they were, THE ONE DIRECTION, in my house.

"Mary, there you are." Zayn said as he saw me, and all of the four pair of eyes were on me.

"Hi Mary." They greeted me simultaneously, and then started laughing. I was shocked. My heart had forgotten how to beat. My lungs were running out of air

"Mary." My aunt called me from behind. I jerked and turned to her

"Zayn said to me that you refused to go with him, that is why he brought all his friends." She smiled and I smiled back. I didn't know whether to be happy about it or not. I was happy but angry at the same time. I didn't want to see him, but he was the only one I wanted to see.

My aunt hugged me and whispered in my ear.

"Please darling, behave." And I automatically replied back.

"Okay."

She smiled and went back to her room.

I went to them and said hello. Liam and harry were talking and Niall was on his phone. Zayn and Louis were staring at me. I felt awkward 

"Why you guys are staring at me?" I asked them. Louis avoided the question then Zayn answered.

"You look shocked." 

"ONE DIRECTION, is in my house and you EXPECTED me stay calm". I replied emphasizing some words. He laughed on my answer.

"Zayn look here." Niall said and then took a picture of Zayn. "I will post that on twitter."

'Twitter... Oh, I have a twitter which I didn't log in for more than one month'. I thought to myself.

Niall then asked me

"You don't have twitter, Mary?"

"I have, but I don't go much on twitter." I answered him

This moment was getting really awkward, so I got up and said.

"I will get something to eat." And went in the kitchen.

I heard footsteps behind me. I turned

"Oh! Niall"

"Did I scare you?" He asked.

"No."

"I am actually thinking that, why don't we order something. Like pizza or something."

"Yeah, that would be cool." Because I knew that we didn't have much in the fridge.

"Want something to drink?" I asked.

"Water."

I gave him the glass of water and turned to the fridge

THUG, I heard the voice and I turned around. Niall was on the floor. He slipped. I ran to him to check whether he was alright or not and, on the way, I also slipped. I hit my back real hard. I looked at Niall and we both burst out a laugh. Zayn ran to the kitchen and he also started laughing when he saw both of us on the floor, laughing. He smiled at me, when I was done with laughing and I smiled back. He helped me get up making my heart beat faster than ever with his every little touch and Niall helped himself. We all went to the living and others were looking at us waiting for any of us to explain something. Zayn did that and they all laughed.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asked me.

"Yeah, I just hurt my back real hard." I chuckled.

"It's good to see you laugh." He said with a breath-taking smile on his face.

I realized that I didn't laugh for ages. I forgot my own sound of laugh. I smiled shyly and turned my face to the floor.

"When you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know oh oh. You don't know you're beautiful." I heard Harry singing. I blushed red tomato, because I felt he sang for me. I looked at him and he was smiling at me I smiled back. He got up and sat beside me. I shivered 

"Look I will show you something." He turned his phone towards me, and I tilted a little to see what he was showing.

It was a video of Zayn dancing like a Maniac. I started laughing again and Harry too. Harry then started teasing Zayn that he will upload this on twitter and Zayn was just trying to snatch his phone. Liam and Louis were discussing something really serious they didn't bother us that much and Niall, well he was eating all the time. 

There were too much laughing and I laughed a lot. They were fun guys and Zayn; he was really great. 

They all said me goodbye and Zayn Hugged me goodbye, leaving me breathless on the door. That time I was sure that I am madly in love with Zayn. He was the one boy I wanted to live with, and he was the boy I wanted to hold forever. But then realizing that he was still so far from me, I got tears in my eyes. I shook the tears away and planned to think about the good time I just had.

After a long time, I logged on the twitter. My mentions were dead. I searched Zayn's account. Last online 9 hours ago and tweeted "God bless those people who have lost their mothers. I really feel for them"

I was shocked to read this. Was that about me?

"It's not about me... It's not about me." I mumbled and went on Niall's account 

Last online 10 minutes ago updated a picture of Zayn which he took that time, with a caption. "Met a beautiful lady today. And that's Zayn." I smiled.

He called me beautiful lady. I logged out... but logged in again and tweeted Zayn "I love you no matter what."

I was sure as hell, that he won't notice me because I knew how many tweets he gets every second. I hit the send and waited for a minute, was about to log off. Bing, one mention. I checked and it was Zayn's. 

"I love you too, Mary :) x"

My heart stopped beating. He followed me on twitter. My mentions were blowing up. Congratulations and hate, both were there. I got so scared... People were following me like crazy. I logged off and cover myself under my blanket. My heart was beating fast, like a car. My whole body was beating. 

That whole night I couldn't sleep I was shivering. I didn't know how to face him in the morning.

'What should I say? when he will ask me. Why did I write that?' I thought.

I was regretting it so badly. I logged in again from my cell phone. I had 30k followers. It was freaking me out. I threw my phone and closed my eyes and tried to sleep but I couldn't. My whole night was restless.

I got ready for the school. Was so scared, moving as slow as I could, like this will save me from him.

"Mary, are you alright?" Aunt Emily asked me.

"No, I am not feeling good. Amm... I don't want to go today." I said her in the sickest tone I could ever make. She believed me and asked to go get some rest. I ran back to my room. The whole day was very slow, I went to twitter and saw people were asking me to DM Zayn for follow and they wanted to be my friend. And then I slept for some time.

"Mary, Sweetheart can I come in?" Aunt's voice woke me up. I moaned and replied.

"Yes." She entered in the room and said.

"There is your friend, waiting for you downstairs.'' My heart skipped a beat.

"What time is it?" I asked her.

"It's evening. Mary"

"Oh!"

I was sure as hell, it was Zayn. I didn't want to meet him.

"Aunt tell him that I am sleeping." I said to her.

"No, you are not sleeping. You are just trying to avoid me." instead of my aunt, Zayn replied me. I died a little inside. I started to feel dizzy. My aunt looked at me and then at him. He smiled and aunt left us alone.

Me and Zayn, Alone in the room. I was sweating.

"What's up Mary." He asked me casually.

"Nothing, I was feeling sick that is why I didn't come" I tried to clarify myself. He laughed

"It's okay.'' He said calmly. I was waiting for him to bring that twitter thing up because I was ready to face it. I was ready to answer him even though I didn't know what to answer.

"So, last night on twitter. I got a new tweet'' And there he goes.