"You Won't Believe When I Tell You What Happened To Me Today..." - Zayn Malik

*PS>>> PIC OF THE OUTFIT ON THE SIDE :)*

"Em, I'm so bored. Let's do something" you whine at your best friend Emily, falling on her bed in a thump. You were in College in London so you were still very new to the place. You wanted to do something besides lying in your bed all day, scrolling through Twitter and your Tumblr Dashboard, obviously when you didn't have classes. "I can't Asha. I have a in three days and I know nothing, I need to study. So go do something and bring me back some food" she smiled, ushering you out.

"So much for supposedly being my Best Friend" you shouted through the door jokingly. 'What could I do?" you pondered to yourself, shuffling aimlessy through TV channels, not really paying attention to the screen. You shifted your focus on your pennyboard, collecting dust near the door, as your eyes shined brightly in euthusiasm. You jumped off the couch and switched off the tv, picking up your penny board, going into the balcony. You washed it off and dried it, going into your room to change. You picked comfortable black leggings with a loose white shirt and white converse. It was one of those unusual warm days in London so you were taking it as the perfect opportunity to explore the sights of the city. You informed your bestfriend of your plans, and wandered off to on your own to see what the city had to offer. You wrapped your long hair into a messy bun, grabbing your shades and heading out the door.

You stopped by famous land park and skated your way to parks, stopping by the duck pond as you watched the ducks from afar, not use to this type of seen where you're from. You stop by to grab and ice-cream, settling on a comfortable bench in the sun, eating away happily at your ice-cream. You feel a body on the bench but you think nothing of it as you hear a sigh coming out of his mouth as you look towards him. "I'm hope you don't mind me here. I can move if you want?" he speaks, with a deep british accent. "It's totally fine. I don't own the bench" you laugh, sticking more ice-cream into your mouth. "Thanks" he says, forcing a smile. "I didn't catch your name. I'm Zayn" he mumbles, sticking out his hand. "I'm Asha. Do I know you?" you frown, seeing that you've seen his face before but not quite placing where you've seen it before. "I'm in One Direction" he states, looking forward. "Oh Yeah, I've seen the posters around town. I'm new here" you smile once again. He shook his head slightly. "I know it's none of my business, but are you OK?" you ask, genuinly concerned. "No, I'm not. I've been in the band for a long time and I can't seem to catch a break. Ever since my break-up a couple months back paps and managment, have been following me everywhere and they won't leave me alone for one second. I hate the attention! Don't get me wrong I love my life and my job and I'm very grateful for everything I have been given, especially my fans but I want to be left alone for a little while. I need my privacy. Is that too much to ask?" he breathes out, finally letting it all out.

"Wow" you mumble surprised, not really expecting that. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to for that to come out the way it did. I just couldn't keep it in any longer" he smiles, a geniune one this time. "It's OK. I'm glad you got that off your chest. I just have one question" you state, pointing a finger. "Shoot" he smiles, once again. "What does paps mean?" you blush at your stupidity. He laughs softly, "Paparazzi" he explains as you shake your head at your failure. "Sorry about that" you mumble, covering your face with your hands. "It's completely fine. Hey, don't hide your beautiful face from me" he chuckles, digging your face out of your hands. "So, feeling any better?" you ask, after a while. "Much. Thanks for hearing me out. I needed that" he smiles, taking a step closer to you. "Good. I'm glad I could help" you smile back.

You spend the next few hour exploring the sights of London with Zayn, laughing and chatting about nothing and everything, enjoying the adventure but not as much as eachother's company. You found out alot about eachother. You exchanged numbers and went your seperate ways. As you were waiting for your order to be called out, your phone buzzed.

Zayn: Thinking about you already, and it's not even been an hour!

You: Same here. Thanks for the tour around London, it was loads of fun :)

Zayn: Glad you had fun. I was thinking we could hang out sometime...

You: What are you implying Malik?? ;)

Zayn: I want to take out a beautiful girl named Asha out on a date, if she accepts <3

You: She would love to :)

Zayn: YAY! I'll text you tomorrow then, Can't wait to see you again :)

You chuckled at the message, sending the final one back to him, as you got up to collect your order, rushing home on your pennyboard with dinner for you and Emily. "Em! You have no idea what happened today" you smiled, excitedly telling her of your adventures you exprienced today with someone very special.

I'm SOOOOOO Sorry it's this late, I haven't been keeping up to date with my imagines due to school work and exams but nonetheless, hope you enjoy, and again I'm really sorry :(