Zayn's POV

Today, we decided to go to the club. We had only one week left. I really didn't wanted to leave the girls. Especially Aisha, she was doing something to me. Something I didn't knew. Everytime I looked at her, everytime I listened to her voice, it just pulled me all together, towards her. But I knew it couldn't work. Once the concert in Mumbai happens, we'll not even meet each other. She'll be half the world away from me.

I sighed at my fucked up thoughts and pulled a white tee on my back jeans, and a black leather jacket to compliment. Soon, all the boys gathered in one room.

"Where are the girls?" Harry said looking at us.

"I thought Indian girls didn't take much time in being ready." Niall replied checking time.

"Niall, girls will be girls." Liam shrugged. As if on cue, Harry's phone started buzzing.

"Hey Muskaan... You're here?. Yea, we're coming.. Bye. Boys, they're waiting for us in the parking. Let's go!" He said. We nodded and left the flat.

We went downstairs. After looking for some seconds, we spot them. Without thinking, my eyes searched for her. And as they found them, my jaw dropped. I stopped dead in my tracks.

She was wearing a black top with black leather skirt and jacket, which were complimented by high knee black boots, with her hair let down as usual. She was leaned against the car's door waiting for us. 

She looks hot. I scolded my subconscious and picked my jaw off the floor before anyone could see. She stood straight up as she noticed us. And came in to hug everyone of us. First Niall, then Liam, Harry, Louis and me. I hugged her, her touch sending weird electricity through my body. I looked at her, just to see if she felt the same. But her warm brown eyes distracted me from my intentions. What are you doing to me?

"Heys girls!! You're all looking gorgeous." Harry complimented, making me tear my eyes away from her beautiful face.

"Thanks Harry. Ya'll look good too. So.... let's go and partayyyy!!" Alia said enthusiastically. I noticed Aisha rolling her eyes with a smile.

We laughed at her excitement. Before getting in the car, Niall and I gave them their gifts that we purchased at the mall. They loved it. They wore it and we got into the car. We were sitting as usual, Louis, Liam, Alia and Muskaan in one car, me, Aisha, Harry and Niall in other. Aisha was driving the car while I was sitting in the passenger's seat. It took my everything to not keep staring at her.

"Hey, Aisha how are your parents?" Niall spoke up.

"They're good. Actually, they're at a friend's house for tonight. So we decided clubbing. It's not like they'll not allow, but it's weird confronting your parents when you're all drunk." She replied.

"That's true though.. What's up with Alia??" I asked and took a chance to look at her. I sighed as her eyes met mine for a mere second. Beautiful..

"Nothing, why?" She asked again.

"She seemed a little too excited." I admitted. She let out a melodic laugh.

"She turned 18 last week. It's her first time clubbing." She replied.

"Oh!! I see." Harry said. I glanced at Harry, who was looking at me, deep in thought.

"We are here. Let's go." Aisha said as the car stopped.

We all met outside the club. It looked really fancy and popular. There was a long queue, but Aisha skipped it and headed to the front.

"Aisha, there's a long queue here." Liam said holding her hand and stopping her. We could go in directly, but we didn't wanted anyone to identify us.

"Don't worry Liam. Just follow me." She said as she took the hold of his hand.

As we reached to the door, the guard smiled at Aisha and let us in. The club was huge, and fancy from the inside too. The red and black ceiling giving it an edgy look. The people in the crowd drinking and grinding against each other didn't care for anyone's presence, which almost relieved me. Club music playing through the speakers, it felt great.

"Hey, Aisha. How did this happen?? This club only lets VIP entries which are really costly." Muskaan asked. Aisha chuckled.

"You got in, right?? Just enjoy, I'll tell you later." Aisha said and winked at her. 

We headed towards the bar and ordered a round of shots. Liam, Harry, Alia, Muskaan and Aisha headed towards the dance floor. Aisha was dancing flawlessly, swaying as if no one was watching. A sigh of relief left my mouth knowing she wasn't the grinding type. Many guys were checking her out, trying to go near her. I was about to go to her, but Liam politely dismissed them. I sat back uncomfortably, they were still gawking at her. 

You are doing the same thing. My subconscious reminded me and I turned my gaze towards my drink. I didn't knew what was bothering me, why I was feeling the way I was feeling. Also when Harry kissed her, when she was leaned on him while laughing, I was burning inside, when I shouldn't. 

Stop denying, would you? I rolled my eyes and took another gulp.

After sometime, they all came towards us and we had our drinks. Suddenly, Aisha spotted someone and made her way towards the stranger, turned out to be a guy, looked like our age. She hugged him and kissed him on his cheek. 

Who is he? Is he her boyfriend? No, but she told me she didn't had one. Why would she tell me everything? She brought him towards us.

"Hey, guys. This is Rohan Singh, one of my good friends from high school. His father is the owner of this club. Rohan, I think you know all of them." Aisha said introducing him. He took a good look at us and then his face lit up.

"Of course, I know them! Alia's your sister, Muskaan's your best friend. And these guys, the best boy band on the planet. Nice to meet you guys." Rohan replied and held his hand out. There was a certain way he looked at Aisha, which made me want to smack him. Or it was just my drink.

"Thank you, Rohan. It's a pleasure to meet you, too." Harry shook his hand, we all did.

"Nice place, mate." Niall said. We nodded. I had to admit, this place was cool.

"Thank you Niall." He replied. My grip on the glass suddenly tightened as his hand went to Aisha's waist. And she didn't even hesitate. She. didn't. Hesitate.

I think I've had enough drink for today.. I put my glass away.

"No offence, Rohan. But, is there some special reason that you let us in the club for free? I mean, we could've paid." I tried my best not to sound rude. I just wanted to know if there was something going on between the two of them.

"No, not really! Aisha's just a great friend, to me and my family too. She had been there with me through thick and thin. And I love her for that!" Rohan explained, and I convinced myself to keep calm. "She's like my best friend, indeed she is! It's just a small repay for everything's she has done for me.." They both grinned at each other, and I forced myself not to roll my eyes.

"And you gave us a free entry... Thanks for that. But, Aisha accepted a free entry?" Alia shook her head in disbelief. I had noticed that in Aisha's behaviour, she would never take something this expensive for free.

"Not really, she still wanted to pay the half amount. But I refused it." Rohan admitted.

"He's too sweet to take it." Aisha looked at him and nudged him in his ribs, almost lovingly. I gripped the glass of drink again, bringing it rapidly to my lips.

Okay, maybe I need the drink.

"Yes, I am." He said pinching her cheek. Oh God. Stop it now!!! I thought. 

One of his friends dragged him along and he finally left. I, too, finally left my breath in relief and loosened my tight fist. I don't like that guy one bit!

After some more drinks and dancing, we decided to head out now. But, only me, Liam and Muskaan were stable. All the others were tightly drunk, high to be accurate. Liam insisted that we should take all of them, even the girls to the hotel. Cause no one knew, where the key of Aisha's house was. So, Muskaan decided to drive Aisha's car and take the girls and Harry to hotel, while I drove the other car to take the rest.

When the reached our hotel, we found out that Louis dropped his roomkey somewhere. So basically, we had 4 rooms for 8 now for the night. Fucking great!! I rolled my eyes as Liam told me this.

"Hey Zayn! I'll take Louis to my room. Take Harry and Niall to Niall's room. Muskaan, take Alia and Aisha to Harry's room. Are you comfortable adjusting with Zayn?" Liam asked Muskaan.

"I am, but I'll have to stay with Alia, it's the first time she's drinking, and she's fucking high!" She huffed, rolling her eyes. "God knows what will happen to her." Muskaan said pointing at Alia, who was now slow-dancing with Harry, while singing Gangnam style. I sighed. They would make a great pair though, Harry and Alia.

"Ok, then. Zayn, take Aisha to your room." Liam ordered. I snapped my head towards him. Did I hear him correctly?

"W-What?" I asked. He sighed and shook his head.

"Zayn, take Aisha to your room." Muskaan repeated. I thanked God for the dim lights, or else the changing colour of my face would have been amusing for them.

"But-"

"Listen, I trust you, I know you'll take care of her. And we don't even have any other option. Please?" She asked desperately. I looked at her pleading face for a second and sighed, giving in.

"Ok, ok." I replied, while she muttered me a quick 'thank you'.

We took the others to their respective rooms. After everyone, I took Aisha to my room. She was fully drunk and muttering anything that came to her mouth, she would say Hindi dialogues, she would giggle. I had never seen this side of her. It was a bit annoying, but cute at the same time. 

Tell me one time you don't find her cute. My subconscious mocked, and I rolled my eyes. As I opened the door of my room, she sat on the ground.

"Aisha, what are you doing?! Get up." I whisper-yelled as I crouched down to her. She looked at me from under her lashes and bit her lips. I gulped.

"NO!! Carry me in!" Aisha demanded, surprisingly opposite to her playful expressions. Only if I knew what is going on in her head..

"No, I'm not going to... Come on get in now!" I shook my head and replied. She sighed dramatically.

"Then leave me here, meri jaan!! I'm tired and I don't want to walk." She said resting her chin on her palm, with her lips in a perfect pout. I wonder what is it like to feel those against my own- I pulled myself out of that thought.

"Okay!! I'm carrying you.. Wait.." I sighed. I kept my key on the nightstand and walked towards her again. 

She caught me off guard by wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer. Wild.. I wonder if she'll to- I need to stop thinking and I'm not even that drunk. 

I calmed the butterflies and carried her bridal style. While she kept giggling against my neck, making me hard to calm those flutters in my body. I kept her on the bed and removed her shoes. Her dress was too uncomfortable to sleep in, but I couldn't do anything. 

I walked in the bathroom to change, and came out with only sweatpants. I knew I had to take the couch. As I walked out, I saw her removing her jacket, revealing her strapless top. My eyes went wide and I involuntarily turned around.

"Whoa... slow down. What are you doing?!" I asked in a rush. She giggled once again.

"Removing my jacket, It's too hot!" She replied, and I slowly turned around. My breath got hitched as I saw her looking at me, from head to toe. She isn't checking me out, is she?

"I-Oh, ok. Now sleep here. I-I'll sleep on the couch." I stuttered, and scolded myself mentally before walking away. She held my hand.

"Sleep on the bed. I don't mind!!" She said, patting on the bed, batting her eyelashes.

"Are you sure?" I asked hesitantly. She nodded her head. I sighed and locked the door of my room. I laid down on the bed besides Aisha and pull the covers over us. I could feel my body shaking nervously. I was so close to Aisha, credits to the size of the bed. After some comfortable silence, I became normal. Maybe she's asleep.. I glanced at her, she was still wide awake, staring at the ceiling. I did the same.

"Zaynie... I can't sleep." The mattress dipped, she turned towards me. A small smile tugged at my lips at the nickname. Usually I hated when someone called me that, but it was different for her. I was facing the ceiling, but could see her actions from the corner of my eyes. I turned towards her too.

"So what do you want me to do? Sing a lullaby?" I asked in an amused tone. She pouted and shook her head. I wanna kiss her, but I can't..

"No! Sing me a song.." She replied and placed her hand on my bare chest, which in result gave me shivers over my whole body. Calm the fuck down, Zayn..

"W-Which one?" I stuttered.

"Lemme think.... umm... sing me a song which reminds you of....me?" Her body faced the ceiling, but she was still looking at me.

"Really?" I asked facing her, but laying on my back again. She nodded her head and made a pout again. I could kiss you right now, I want to, so badly......

"Ok then.." I faced the ceiling. I thought of a song, and smiled as I found the one.

'Cause all of me

Loves all of you

She giggled a bit, when I started singing. "What happened?" I looked at her.

"You're in love, Zaynie...." She said, giggling.

Maybe I am.... with you.. I looked at her intently, before sighing and slightly shaking my head. No.. I'm not. I thought firmly and started to sing again.

'Cause all of me

Loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

Give your all to me

I'll give my all to you

You're my end and my beginning

Even when I lose I'm winning

'Cause I give you all of me

And you give me all of you, oh

I took a look at her, she was fast asleep. Slightly snoring, but looking cute as ever. I lightly kissed her forehead when she shifted closer.

"I wish I knew what is going on with my feelings. What are you doing to me, Aisha?" I whispered, and let sleep take over.

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Aisha's POV

I woke up with a slight headache. I couldn't remember anything from last night, the only thing I could remember is, someone was singing 'All of Me'. The drinks last night had an effect on me. I was on a bed, but definitely, not mine, and cuddled up with someone. I am cuddled up with someone?! My eyes went wide. 

Our arms looked bare, after that I saw my shoes and jacket on the floor. I got up slowly, not waking the stranger besides me, and held the covers close to my body. I looked at my side and I found Zayn, shirtless! 

No.... This is not how I wanted it. I didn't wanted it as a drunken mistake!! I let out a gasp, which probably woke him up. God! He looks so gorgeous..

"Hey Aisha.. Good morning." He said in his raspy and deep voice. His morning voice.. Dear God..

"Hey, um... good morning." I greeted him, stuttering, trying to look anywhere but at him. Would this make us awkward? How do I not remember anything?

"Why do you look terrified? What happened?" He yawned and asked. My cheeks heated up and I gulped nervously.

"Did we... um.. do something yesterday??" I asked wondering, almost whispering the last part. He sat up.

"And why do you think that?" He asked me, amused expressions taking over his perfect face.

"You know.. I'm in your bed, besides you. You're shirtless, my clothes are on the floor..." I said, not making it too on the point. He smirked. Don't do that to me, please..

"But you still have clothes on." He added. And a flood of relief washed over me.

"What!!?" I removed the covers to find my top and skirt on. I left my breath in relief.

"Oh! Thank God!! I thought I lost my virgi-"

Shit. Why did I tell him that!!? Do you have to speak everything that's on your mind?? My hand flew to my mouth after I realized what I said. Blood running to my cheeks. Zayn slightly laughed at my sentence. 

"I don't think that's anything to be ashamed of.." He said, getting up and leaned against the door. His tattoos were complimenting his olive skin tone. His pants were dangerously low and showing off his Calvin Klien waistband. I bit my lower lip nervously. Someone help me tear my eyes away from him..

"Earth to Aisha!" He said making me look at his face. I blinked many times before looking at him again.

"Sorry, I was just... um.. I was wondering—"

"Really?" He cut me off, wiggling his eyebrows. 

"Fine... I was drooling over your tattoos!" I admitted, raising my hands in surrender.

"You like them?" He said moving towards me. He sat on the bed and held my gaze. We were so close.. Fuck! Why am I getting butterflies?!!

"Yea, you look hot... I—I mean the tattoos look hot.. they.. um" He chuckled at me. I hid my face into the covers. Why do I have to be like this around him?

"Hey, don't worry. I won't tell anyone." He said shaking his head, and pulled the covers down slowly.

"Thanks Zayn. But how did I end up in your room?" I asked looking at his face again.

Zayn told me everything that happened yesterday, how I was fast asleep in the car and how he carried me to the room. He told me that I didn't even wake up. I was embarrassed after hearing that.

"I'm really sorry Zayn." I apologised. He literally had to carry me all the way to the room.

"It's okay Aisha, I didn't mind." He assured, with a heart-winning smile. And I couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Thanks." I added.

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The day after club...

We were at the boys' hotel room, cause Liam and Harry decided to make us lunch. To be honest, I was surprised about this idea. But, the lunch turned out to be good as compared to how we thought of it.

After the lunch, we were in Zayn's room discussing about other days' plan. They were here for just another week. The days went really fast. Everyone was in their own conversation and planning, when my phone rang. It was my trainer, Diya's phone, who was helping me with my course. I excused myself and got up from my chair, walking into another room.

She had told me that some international designer is coming to meet her, because he/she needed a new designer for their other project. An International designer, that would be a huge break for me. And travelling the world!! This was literally my dream. Bringing my imaginations to life and converting them into beautiful outfits. I could never give up on this one.

As I was thinking this, I walked up to my chair and sat on it. It felt a bit weird. I looked down, I saw legs under my legs. I quickly got up, to find Harry on my chair. Damn!! I sat on his lap... God, why??

My cheeks flushed in a shade of red as everyone laughed a little at me. "Harry!! Why did you sit on that chair?" I said annoyingly. He gave an offended look.

"Hey, you were in your own world. Don't blame me." He said raising his hands in defence. He was probably right..

"Um... I guess you're right. I'm sorry." I said sheepishly, looking at my feet.

"It's okay, babe. I don't mind you sitting on my lap. But, cuddling would be better, don't you think?" he replied, which made my head snap at him rapidly. This statement was THE END of me. No one has flirted with me like this, like... ever! He sent me a mischeivous wink. And I was blushing hard.

"Would you stop doing that Harry?!" Zayn raised his voice a little. He was clearly frustrated.

"Doing what?" Harry asked, his voice calm and soothing.

"Flirting with her all the time." Zayn made it sound obvious. He doesn't-

"No I don't do it! And even if I do why does it bother you so much?" Harry defended himself. It bothers him?

"No it doesn't. You know what, do whatever you want!!"  With this, he went into Liam's room. I mentally facepalmed, why would it bother him? I liked him, I really did. But that didn't mean he liked me back. He's a famous and talented singer, and I'm just a normal girl.

"Guys, what's up with him? And even you Harry? Why are you flirting with her?" Muskaan asked. I sighed. Protective best-friend mode: on.

"Don't worry Muskaan, I was just messing with Aisha. I'll talk to Zayn." Harry replied. With that, he left the room too. After some time, laughter boomed inside the room. I gave the boys a confused look.

"Don't worry about the fights between us, they never even last for a day." Louis said shrugging. I nodded. Both of them came in the room where we all were sitting.

"Guys, girls, everything is fine. Don't worry." Zayn said. I still looked at him uncertainly, he gave a reassuring nod.

"See, I told ya!" Louis nudged me. I nodded with a smile.

"Enough now, let's make a plan for tomorrow. And tomorrow's a school day after the holidays, so no worries of getting mobbed!" Alia chirped in excitement.

"Hey! Let's go to a water park!" Harry exclaimed. All the faces changed expressions.

"No way!!!" Zayn and I shouted at the same time, we looked at each other. After this statement, the boys looked at me, confused. Of course, Alia and Muskaan knew about my phobia. But they didn't.

"Sorry guys, but I'm hydrophobic. And water parks terrify me." I admitted, they nodded at me.

"Same with me, you guys know it." Zayn added. He's terrified of them too?

"Oh come on!! Atleast come with us." Niall whined. I shook my head

"No Niall, you'll spend like 5-6 hours there. I'll be bored. But I dunno about Zayn..." I looked at him.

"Even I agree with Aisha. I guess you guys should go and have fun." Zayn said nodding at me. I smiled at him, which he returned back.

"Hey Aisha! Why don't you take Zayn to a movie? Or maybe Netflix and chill?? Or you can hangout." Alia suggested. A movie.. sounds nice though.

"Maybe we'll figure it out." Zayn assured and I nodded in reassurance. Alia shrugged.

"So it's final. We're going to the water park!" Liam declared. We all nodded in agreement.

The next day

We went to the boys' room. The four boys, Alia and Muskaan went in the car rented by them. I don't even know how they managed in that car. Maybe Alia was sitting on Harry's lap. After they were gone, Zayn and I went to his room and started discussing our plan.

"So what do you think about today?" He said resting his chin on his palm. I did the same. Anything with you would be fine.. A smile played my lips at the thought.

"I think we should go somewhere out... what about you??" I asked. It's hard not to stare at his lips while he talks.

"Lemme think..... I think, we should go to your place." He suggested. My smile disappeared at his unexpected answer.

"My place?" I asked again. He nodded.

"Yea, I'm thinking of doing some painting today..." Zayn said ruffling his hand through his hair, giving me a known smile.

I understood Zayn's point and quickly agreed. He grabbed some of his other clothes with him. We sat in my car and started driving towards my house. On the way, we picked some wall paints and acrylics. When we reached home, I saw my mother preparing to go to her salon.

"Aisha, Zayn, why didn't you go with the rest of the group?" Mom asked us.

"Mom, they went to a water park. Me and Zayn have the same problem." I said, pointing my thumb between me and Zayn. Mom nodded in agreement.

"Zayn, you go upstairs, I'll come with the colour cans." I told him.

"You sure you can manage?" He asked. She'd manage anything for you.. Shut up!

"Yea I'm sure. Go now." I assured him. With that, Zayn shrugged and went upstairs after giving Mom a pleasant smile. Mom and I went outside, she hugged me as she was leaving.

"Don't make too much mess. Ok?? Bye." Mom ordered. I nodded and gave her a lazy salute.

"Yea Mom, bye." I replied. Mom walked towards the gate and turned to face me.

"And have fun!!" She added, with a wink. My eyes wide opened. I was a bit embarrassed, yet happy that Zayn wasn't here when she said this.

"Mom!! It's not like what you think!" I whisper-yelled at her, but quiet enough that Zayn wouldn't hear.

"Aww, man! I wish it was... Ok bye now!" She chuckled. I hid my face in my hands, the smile still there.

With that she left. That was the thing I loved about my parents, they were not like how someone would describe Indian parents. They were understanding, supporting me and Alia in our decisions. They would even support us with our dates and boyfriends. I just loved them.

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Friends... I'd really appreciate if you vote, comment and share this story. This is my first story, so it could be a bit crappy * nervous laughter*..

(Edit: When I started writing this story I thought Harry was a full-on flirt, just like the media portrayed him and so I added too much flirting. But now that I know some behind-the-scenes, I feel embarrassed for doing that. I've changed many parts of it. I'm sorry for that.

And.. I know Zayn is just scared of open water bodies, seas, oceans. But I changed it just for the sake of story.)

Take care and stress less... Lots of love!!