Friend Zoned

We pulled up around 10 minutes later and went to the desk to give our names and receive our tickets like Zayn had instructed. “You two are some very lucky ladies,” the lady said handing over our tickets and backstage passes. We thanked her, sliding the passes into our bags so we wouldn’t be mugged and purchased one of their glow stick things for fun before we headed in to find our seats. I was praying that we wouldn’t get lost, O2 is massive and all of their fans were starting to crowd around. We somehow found our centred, front row seats. Yes I repeat, the boys got us centred, front row seats holy shit. We settled in and were chatting excitedly about the seats and the show when a group of teenage girls came and took theirs seats next to Piper. They were having a pretty loud bitch session so I started to listen in.

“Omg, who does she think she is talking to our boys like that?”

“Don’t worry, she probably is just some slut they’ll use, we will have our turn.”

“And anyway, what kind of twitter name is @Chelsywhelsy_x? It is like so stupid, it sounds like she is three years old.” I frowned realising they were talking about me. Piper obviously heard and gave my knee a supportive squeeze.

“They are just jealous bitches babe, don’t listen to them,” she whispered in my ear. I just shrugged. Feeling my phone buzz in the purse that was sitting on my lap; I pulled it out.

It was Zayn: Hope you found your seats ok. Get ready for a good night, we’re on in 5 :) Z

I smiled showing Piper the text before quickly messaging him back: These seats are amazing! Thanks heaps. I just wish that we were sitting next to slightly nicer people. Now hurry up and entertain me!

Our conversation continued: do I need to beat someone up for you already? I’ll be entertaining you soon enough ;)

I laughed quietly responding: Mr Malik, you wouldn’t hit a girl would you?

My phone buzzed not too long after: Probably not, but I do like it when you call me Mr Malik ;) Get ready we’re almost on

I shook my head, how many girls would dream of him saying that, I responded quickly knowing he probably wouldn’t get it: ZAYN!

Much to my surprise my phone beeped seconds later: ;)

I put my phone back into my bag, placing it under my chair and got ready for the show. I winked at Piper who looked to be dying of excitement. The deafening screams filled my ears as the lights started to dim and I prayed that I wouldn’t be deaf by the end of it. I needed to be capable of having a proper conversation with the boys, especially so I could stir Harry up.

*Louis P.O.V.*

Zayn had been in a pretty good mood since yesterday. I think it’s because some stranger finally made him laugh without putting an effort into it. It also probably helped that this person was an extremely attractive female who had agreed to come to our charity concert tonight and to hang out with us afterwards. Although by the sounds of her I would like her, and even though I said no dibs, her simple actions seemed to be able to make Zayn happy, something which none of us had been able to do well ever since the bitch. Ok, so Perrie isn’t that bad but she did break his heart by cheating on him with some footballer and leaving Zayn for him. They were engaged for Christ’s sake! Back to the point, if Zayn liked the girl and she was single and he made a move, I wasn’t going to get in the way and I hope that the others won’t either. But you know, if he doesn’t I’ll swoop in. Maybe.

“You’re on in 5,” our backstage manager, Kirsty, called out to us. Liam and Niall started their pre-concert rituals whereas Harry, Zayn and I were chatting on the couch, although Zayn had suddenly become preoccupied by his phone.

“Whatcha doin’ Zayn?” I ask inquisitively.

“Texting Chelsea,” he replied, smiling and looking up from his phone.

“Zayn’s got the hots for Chelsea!” Harry joined in, cheering.

“Mate, I barely know anything about her. Plus I’m not too sure about my decisions with this kind of thing after…”

“The bitch,” I jumped in using the nickname I gave her.

“Hey, take it easy mate,” Niall said patting my back and taking the seat beside me followed by Liam. “They were together for more than 2 years.”

“But she cheated! He loved her and she just played him and used him!” I exploded. “Sorry,” I mumbled quickly to Zayn.

“S’okay, it wasn’t uh… nice, but as I was saying, it’s only been a few months, I don’t know if I’m ready yet,” he stated truthfully.

I nodded, understanding his actions. “You have just been in a better mood since talking to her yesterday and as you said, you barely know anything about her, I just wouldn’t want you to let the opportunity to slide.” He nodded turning his attention back to his phone, chuckling lightly. The rest of us looked around give each other knowing looks. He hadn’t even acted like this about the bitch. Zayn noticed and so kindly flipped us off.

“I know yesterday you said no dibs, and no matter how hot we find her, I think we should leave them be,” Niall whispered in my eat, I nodded giving him the look that said already-know-don’t-worry to which he just smiled and nodded at.

“1 minute, up and out!” Kirsty said after an announcement came through on her walkie-talkie. “Move now, out the door,” she said now pushing us towards the door. We took our positions side of stage, jumping around on the spot; the adrenaline already coursing through our blood.

The lights started dimming as we made our way to the stage and the bloody squealing amped up. I was positioned between Zayn and Harry, so I turned Zayn and winked. The idiot ignored me and rolled his eyes but before I could do anything the extended opening beats of Kiss You started. One-by-one our spotlights flicked on, finding us on the stage. I watched as Zayn’s eyes skimmed the audience, settling on a girl in the front row. He winked at her and she smiled widely back. She was wearing a tight red lacy dress and black heels and she was hot. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous. I looked at Niall who had the same look but just shrugged as Zayn and Chelsea continued having an in-verbal conversation. I headed over to Zayn, making sure my mic was low enough so no one could hear our conversation.

“That’s her right?” I nodded in the direction of the girl he had winked at. He winked at me.

“Lucky bastard,” I nudged him in the arm. He just smirked and lifted his hand as his cue to start the song came along. I shared glances with the other boys who looked just as jealous as I felt but looking at each other we soon got our act together and finished the song successfully.

Notes

How was that?
I would have updated this sooner but assignments are a bitch.
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