Tonight is the night of the One Direction concert. As I'm getting ready I think about how great my stay in London has been so far. I am pretty proud of myself that I was able to confide in Zayn for the past 4 days leading up till tonight. Every night we both will go out on our balcony's and just talk for hours. I learned about his family, where he grew up, the high school he went to, how he got put into One Direction from X-Factor, and he even shared experiences of coming to America and all of the other places he had traveled to. I shared my experiences of growing up in the country side in Hawaii, my high school and college stories, my move to LA, the people I've worked with, etc. It felt nice to be able to open up to someone yet it was scary also. The things I opened up to Zayn about were things I had never shared with anyone else, but I trust him. He just has this aura about him where you feel like you've known him your whole life, like you can tell him anything and he wouldn't judge you.

My phone rings, it's Kayla.
"Hello?"
"Hey, I'm downstairs in the cab. You ready?"
I check myself one last time in the mirror "Yup, I'll be right down."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye."
Me and Kayla were riding together to the concert. This was going to be the longest time we had spent together since we arrived in London, most of her time here has been spent with Harry.
"Ri!" Kayla hugs me
"Kay! I've missed you!" I say.
"I know, me too!" "So, are you ready for the concert tonight?" She asks while putting her seat belt on.
"Yeah, I'm pretty excited to see them perform." I reply.
"They're incredible live! The videos I've seen on YouTube are amazing!" Kayla gushes.
"Has Harry found out you're a closet Directioner yet?" I use air quotes for "Directioner".
She laughs. "He has, he found my album of his pictures on my phone the other night."
"From the sounds you two make upstairs that's not the only thing he's found." I wink.
"Oh shutup!" She playfully slaps my arm.

*****

About 20 minutes later we arrive at the venue and it is packed! So many screaming girls outside I have no idea how the boys can handle it. Luckily, we were able to go through the back. Kayla went to Harry's dressing room to wish him luck and I settled in my front row seat by security.

When the girls start rushing in things get super crazy. I look around and see multiple fans crying, screaming, quite a few of them even looked like they were going to faint. Plus all of the girls in their audience looked so gorgeous, compared to me. I started to wonder why Zayn had shown any interest in me, I looked nothing like those other girls. I had normal brown eyes, long chocolate brown hair, I was short, and curvy. He could have any one of those other girls, but why me? Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he's just being friendly that's all. Me being quite a tomboy I always was put into the friend zone, I never was those girls guys had crushes on. As I start to feel insecure the lights dim and the girls go even more wild so I focus my attention to the screen of a countdown video with the boys at the beach. After the video ends they all run out onstage and I must say they all look super handsome, especially Zayn. All of the boys scan through the crowd and I lock eyes with Zayn, he winks at me. I blush then look at the ground "Way to act cool, Riana." I tell to myself.

During their whole concert it is amazing like Kayla said. Their voices and energy were great, I also enjoyed their Twitter question segment because I got to see Zayn dance which I found quite entertaining. As Zayn's solo during What Makes You Beautiful came up he locked eyes with me the entire time. I started to feel like those girls in the audience, my eyes were starting to tear and I felt like I was going to faint. It was like his eyes put me under a spell because I didn't even realize everyone's eyes were on me. For that moment, it felt like me and Zayn were the only ones in the room.

When the concert finished the boys' bodyguard Paul came up and asked me and Kayla if we wanted to go backstage and talk to the boys for a few minutes before they went back to the hotel, we agreed and followed him to their dressing room.

I had got to formally meet Niall, Liam, and Louis plus their band. It was incredible meeting all of them and getting to know them more on a personal level. They were all very humorous and kind, they all made me feel welcome.
"As much as I hate to go, I have to start heading back to my hotel now." I tell the boys standing up from my seat.
"It's been great meeting you, Riana." Louis says while giving me a hug.
"Yeah, I'll take you up on that Dodgers game one day." Niall tells me while eating some chips.
"I really need to visit Hawaii one day, I would love seeing those big turtles!" Liam smiles.
"Aw, you're all so nice! Hope I get to see you all again soon. Bye!" I tell them while heading out of the door with Kayla.
"Riana, wait!" Zayn says while jogging towards me.
"What's up?" I ask.
"Do you think we could have dinner tonight or something? Since it's the last night I'm staying at the hotel and all."
"I don't know if that's a good idea." I say.
"C'mon, Riana, live a little!" He smiles. "Please?" He pouts.
I sigh "Okay."
"YAY!" He says, which makes me laugh from his cuteness. "So I'll pick you up in about an hour, yeah?"
"Sounds good." I say while giving him a final hug goodbye.

"What was that about?" Kayla smirks while I walk back to her.
"Zayn asked me to dinner." I blush.
"Look at you turning all red!" Kayla teases.
"Shutup I am not." I turn away.
"Are to!"
"Can we drop this?" I say embarrassed.
"Fine, but still you're going on a date with Zaynnnnn!" She says in a sing song voice. "I can see how happy he's made you. I haven't seen you so happy since that time we went to Hawaii for our summer vacation." Kayla says in serious tone.
"He has. And I'm so happy about you and Harry, I've seen how happy he's made you and you really deserve it, babe." I tell her while getting into the cab.
"Thanks Riana, I am happy." She blushes.

*****

I pace back and forth in our hotel room waiting for Zayn to come and pick me up. I finished getting ready about 10 minutes ago with Kayla's help luckily. I went casual so I wore an Avengers crop top, black skinny jeans, and black converses. Kayla helped me curl my hair a little and apply natural looking makeup. She had to leave since she had a movie date with Harry. So now I was more nervous than ever thinking about tonight and what might or might not happen. I hear a knock at the door and my stomach drops "What if he doesn't like my outfit, did I put enough makeup on?" I think feeling incredibly insecure. I take a deep breath and answer the door to see a smiling Zayn. He's wearing a wife beater, Pittsburgh Pirates snapback and green skinny jeans, I feel weak in the knees.
"Hey babe!" He says.
"Hey." I reply trying to stay as calm as possible.
"You ready?" He asks holding his hand out, I take it.
"So where are we going?" I ask closing the door.
"You'll see." He winks.
He holds my hand and walks me next door to his room. He holds the door open gesturing me to go inside.
"What are we doing here?" I ask him walking in.
"This is where we're having dinner, I'm cooking for you." He smirks.
"Really? I never had anyone cook for me before." I blush.
"Well you do now, love" He winks walking into the small kitchen which I also had in my room, but hardly used it.
"So what is on the menu tonight Mr. Malik?" I ask while walking beside him.
"Samosas" He smiles.
"I have never tried it, but it sounds good."
"You'll love it, it's my favorite food. My mum always makes these for me but since I don't get to go home and see her much she taught me how to make it for myself." He says proudly while getting out all of the ingredients.
"May I help?" I ask.
"Sure, come here." He nods.

As we get to the part of wrapping the Samosas, I'm struggling a bit with mine and Zayn walks up from behind me putting his hands over mine teaching me the correct way of wrapping it. He has his chin gently resting on my right shoulder and I can smell the amazing scent of his Gucci cologne and feel his hot breath on my skin. He's talking to me but I'm not even paying attention anymore, I'm intoxicated by him. I watch his hands at work, those hands.
"We're done" He says taking the wrapped Samosas to the frying pan.
"What is this guy doing to me?!" I think snapping out of my daze.

After we finished cooking everything the smells of the delicious food filling my nose and the wine we were drinking making my senses more heightened I felt myself becoming more and more attracted to his man. Spending this time with him tonight made me feel more happier than I have in a long time. For the first time in years, I didn't feel lonely.
"You ready to eat, babe?" He calls from the kitchen while I look out of the window.
"Ready." I smile making my way to the dinner table he set.
"This is really so sweet, you didn't have to do this." I tell him as he pulls out my seat like a perfect gentleman.
"But I wanted to." He smiles while sitting across from me.

*****

After eating that amazing meal, me and Zayn cleaned up the dishes. As we were putting them away, I was struggling putting the plates in the cupboard. Zayn comes up from behind me and put his left hand on my waist and the other on my hand placing the plate on the empty shelf. I turn around and his face is inches away from mine
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" He murmured biting his bottom lip.
I feel my cheeks heat up as I look at the floor "Thank you."
He grabs my chin with his forefinger forcing me to lock eyes with him.
"Don't look down, you're beautiful." He looks at my eyes, then to my lips. He slowly leans in and places his soft plump lips against mine. I kiss him back for a second and then I suddenly pull away, he looks at me with hurt in his eyes
"I-I'm sorry, I can't do this." I say running out of his room and down the hallway to the elevator.
"Riana! Wait!" He yells after me as the elevator doors close.
I feel the tears start to well up in my eyes then the elevator doors open again and I run off out of the hotel. As I stand in front of the hotel slowly becoming soaked from the rain not sure what I was doing or where I was going I hear Zayn call my name again. I panic then run across the street. I hear a car break and car horns blaring I turn around to see a black sports car driving at maximum speed
"ZAYN!!!" I yell running towards him, but it's too late. I see Zayn fly into the windshield, glass flying everywhere and I hear a woman scream. I collapse to my knees as I watch everyone rush to his side. My body goes numb as my head hits the pavement and everything turns pitch black.