"Jane's" Point Of View:

"Pfft, wakey-wakey eggs and bakey"

Opening my eyes I came face to face with a stack of pancakes. I sit up, my head bouncing off the top of the bunk above me, causing me to lay back down and hold my head, "Ow..."

"Are you okay?"

Opening my eyes I found Zayn peering down at me, with a stack of pancakes and what seemed to be orange juice in his hands - why the hell did his face look like he's concerned?!

"Uh-ha..." I mumbled, rubbing my head as I continued to stare at Zayn - he's up to something. This boy is up to something, and I am defiantly going to find out what the fuck he is doing...

"I made you some pancakes" he holds up the plate of delicious smelling food and I stared at the plate and then at him - weirded the fuck out.

"I didn't poison it if that's what your thinking"

"That's what someone who poisoned it would say" I scoffed. Slowly I started to sit up and I pushed my blonde hair out of my face and stared at Zayn as he continued to hold the stack of delicious smelling pan cakes out for me to eat.

"Come on Jane, I spent the last hour cooking you these pancakes, just try one - pretty please?" I gave him another creeped out look before I hesitantly swung my legs over the side of the bunk and dropped onto the ground before I looked back to him and then to the plate... I'm going to regret this, aren't I?

"Fine..." I sighed, taking the plate from him before I walked out to the table and sat down, Zayn quickly sat down opposite me and puts the cup of orange juice in front of me also.

"Go on - take a bite" he stares at me eagerly and I looked down - I don't really want to do this.... sighing, I put the thoughts of ending up in hospitals due to poisoning and put some soft pancake in my mouth, and instantly I felt as if I had stepped through the gates of heaven and is dancing with Jesus to the song  Hakuna Matata.

"My god this is good" I stared at Zayn wide eyes as he beamed at me and I continued to eat them, not caring if I get poisoned by Zayn Malik, just that he makes the best pan cakes I've tasted.

"Glad to hear it" Zayn nods and continues to watch me like a stalker as I continued to eat and drink the stuff Zayn had got me... oddly enough.

"So, there's this carnival in town - would you like to, err... uh... gowithme?"

"What?" I gave him a confused look as he seemed to blush.

"Would. You. Like. To. Go. To. A. Carnival... with me?"

"Eeerrrrr..... sure?" what the hell happened to Zayn Malik? Did someone slip him some drugs because he seems a bit high at the moment.

 "Awesome - if you go shower, make up and things, we can be there by ten"

Ten... TEN?! What the hell kind of time did this clown wake me up at?!

"Okay... I'm going to go and.... shower... and stuff" I stared at Zayn for a minute before I hurried to the bathroom and locked the door before I turned and stripped down before I jumped into the shower, using the wide range (for a small freaking bathroom) of hair products.

Yanking my fingers through my hair I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a random towel around me before I unlocked the door after bundling my dirty washing in my hands, dumping it in the washing basket and then opened the door, to find Zayn on the other side.... awkward...

 "I got you some clothes, so you wouldn't have to do a nudie run back and forth"

"Umm... thanks" I gave him a weird look before I took the bag and re-locked the door, this guy is super freaking creepy!

 And of course he just had to pick out matching under wear. Sighing I pulled the under garments on and then pulled the red dress with the black peter pan collar. Turning to the mirror I buttoned up the first button that was just above my breasts and then I took a random brush and tugged at my blonde hair.

Not before long I had put silver heart earrings in - have I mentioned Zayn being nice is scaring me? And I had pulled socks on, as well as a new pair of black shiny boots. Lacing them up I then walked out of the bathroom, hesitant and as alert one can be with the Zombie Apocalypse coming.

Oh - and Zayn being nice.

"Wow - you look good" I tensed and whipped around to see Zayn Malik staring at me with wide eyes, what?! Did he actually think I would cake my face with the make up that he bought?!

Yeah right buddy, sorry - you're lucky that I had even put his earring's that he had bought me in, "One thing you need to know about me is that I won't wear make up unless it's a formal occasion, that and-"

"No, no... I was just in shock at how... well you clean up"

My heart flutters a bit - I mean, sure Zayn's an ass but he's attractive - but I'm not an idiot. He wants something, and I want to know what. He'll think I have let my guard down, but I will actually be a secret bitch and plot against the evil lord of One Direction.

"Err... I'll take that as a compliment"

"Oh trust me, it was a compliment" he stared at the dress, wait - hold the fucking phone Peter Pan... yeah, that was a reference to the peter pan collar I am wearing with this dress thing... off topic here. But seriously, hold the freaking phone Peter - is this guy blushing?

I raised an eye brow at Zayn after a moment before I noticed someone behind me, "Niall!" I yelled and hurried over to Niall.

"Yeah Jane - woah, you look stunning babe!"

"Ah-ha, thanks" I rolled my eyes before I leaned in, "What the hell is up with Zayn?"

"Dunno - why?" he asks me in confusion.

"Come on Jane, we're going to be late to go to the carnival!" 

I stared at Niall who stared at Zayn and then at me, "Yeah... I see where you're coming from-"

"Niall - what if this is just a plan to fucking murder me in the country side?!" I hissed at him, smacking his arm again and again.

"Umm..." 

Then I got an idea, turning around I stared at Zayn with the most innocent, wide eyed expression I could muster, "Zaynie...?"

"Yes?" he choked, staring at me with wide eyes and I gave him a small, shy smile as I bit my lip also.

"I-I was wondering if... if..."

"If...?" he stared at me in shock.

"Well, I was wondering if Niall could come with us-"

"Of course - wait, what?"

I squealed, "Niall! Oh my god - we're going to have to go through the haunted house and everything! It's going to be so fun!" and with that, I dragged Niall off of the tour bus while leaving a shell shoved, eye twitching Zayn Malik behind...

Pfft, I'm not going to let you murder me British boy, you'll have to try much harder than that.