Zayn's POV:

We were welcomed by the director of the film and the male lead,Ranveer.My sister didn't have a to shoot till night,so they suggested that she rested now. Diya,I and Shreya along with some helpers who carried our bags walked to a room in the set.Shreya kicked off her shoes and sunk under the sheets.

"I will come back later with the costume.I got to go dress up an idiot" Diya told to Shreya who just grunted in response.

"Are you the costume designer for this movie?" I asked her.

"Not me, my mother is" She gave me a curt reply as she texted somebody in her phone.

"Do you mind if I come along?" I asked her.

She glared at with a raised eyebrow.I smiled at her like a deer caught in headlights.She slowly nodded her head and lead the way out.I shrugged out of my jacket and followed her. Ranveer was strutting around half-naked with his lower half covered in some dhoti pants.

"Where is your vest,Ranveer?" Diya asked him with her arms crossed across her chest.

"Why baby girl, don't you like what you see and hi Zane" He asked flexing his arm and posing his six pack body.

"Hi and it is Zayn not Zane" I replied back with a straight face.

"I have seen better,now wear your vest and get your ass to the shoot" She ordered him.

"Well,the scene was shot.For the other scenes,we want the sun to go down so we have been asked to catch our beauty sleep" He grinned and walked away.

"Ass" Diya muttered under her breath. 

"I agree" I whispered.

A smile ghosted her lips before it turned into a line again.She walked towards her team and began giving them some instructions and then an older woman came and joined her in the work.She shared a few words with Diya and then walked towards me as Diya shook her head with a sigh and walked away.

"Hello Mr.Malik,I have been wanting to see you for a while now" The older woman smiled at me putting her hand out.

"Hi and not to be rude but I don't remember meeting you" I shook her hand slowly.

"It is because this is our first meet.I am Asmitha Kumar" She smiled.

Uh-huh,Diya's mother!

"It's a pleasure to meet you,Miss.Kumar" I took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

"Charming" She cocked her head to a side and smiled.

"I try to be" I grinned at her.

"I heard that you broke my daughter's heart?" She asked crossing her arms across her chest.

"What?" I asked daffled.

"I know everything,gentleman" She gave me a pointed look.

"Ma,stop scaring him" Diya who just came shoved her mother playfully.

"I am not.You cried the whole night on his last concert.Ring any bells?" She asked her daughter.

"You know what,I will catch you in evening when the shooting starts.Zayn,let's go" She grabbed my hand.

"It was a pleasure meeting you,Zayn" Her mother called out from behind.

I turned around and waved at her with a grin.Diya dragged me to a black SUV and started the engine as I sat shotgun.She drove the car out of the sets in silence.I reached my hand to turn on the radio and then withdrew it because I was scared she might have Perrie's songs on run.Diya quietly chuckled as she switched on the radio and Ed Sheeran's voice filled the car.

"Thank god" I muttered under my breath.

"Thank me" She gave me a pointed look and turned back to the road.

"Okay madam,thank you!" I told her with a half-smile.

"You're welcome" She mumbled.

"Where are we headed to?" I asked her as I switched my phone on.

"I rented out an apartment some fifteen minutes from the set to buy me and Shreya some privacy.The movie set can get a little bit too much sometimes" She told me as she took a turn on a deserted street.

"Oh" I replied and the big fat elephant called awkward silence joined us.

She stopped before a small house and signalled me to wait as she got out of the car and looked around to see if the coast was clear.There were no humans but then all of a sudden it began to rain.She quickly jogged up the couple of steps and opened the door and beckoned me to come in.I grabbed the car keys from the driver's seat and locked the car as soon as I got out and jogged to the house shielding my head with my hand.Diya quickly locked the door and handed me a towel.I began to towel dry my hair when Diya's phone on the table rang.She slid her thumb across the screen and put it on speaker as she sat on the chair beside it towel drying her hair.

"Eruma,enga iruka(Buffalo,where are you)?" Shreya's voice yelled from the phone.I chuckled quietly.

"Rented house" Diya replied.

"And Zayn?" She asked.

"With me" Diya replied.

"Seriously Diya?" Shreya huffed.

"Why? What's wrong?" Diya asked as she stopped drying her hair with the towel.

"So,you want me to tell your mother that you're alone in a house with my brother on whom you happen to have a crush for a long time?" Shreya spat and I gasped at the information.

Diya turned rigid and was about to touch her phone when I quickly sped over and grabbed it.

"I take it that I was on speaker.Bye and R.I.P me" Shreya chuckled nervously and hung up.

"Too bad that she hung up,I was hoping to listen to more" I whispered as Diya crossed her legs and turned to the other side.

I bit my lips to control my laughter and strode slowly to the couch and sat down.She was so rigid that I was beginning to get confused if she was turning into a statue out of embarrassment.I couldn't help but chuckle as I pulled my shirt off my body.

"What are you doing?" she shreiked.

"The shirt was wet" I shrugged.She rolled her eyes.

"See,let's get it straight.I used to have a crush on you.I am crushing on someone else rn" She said moving her hands around.

"Who is that someone?" I asked her as I stood up and stretched my body.She gulped audibly.

"Ian Somerhalder" She croaked.

"Who's that?" I asked her crossing my arms across my chest.

"Damon Salvatore in The Vampire Diaries" She whispered as she looked me up and down.

"Uh-huh" I responded as I walked to her and placed my hands on the arm rest of her chair in either side.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

"Does Ian make you feel this way?" I asked her as I caressed her cheek gently.

She leaned into my touch closing her eyes and took deep breaths.When she opened them,her eyes flicked to my lips and mine flicked to her.She licked her wet upper lip and placed it on mine suddenly.Her lips tasted like coffee and chocolate and I loved the both.Her hands roamed over my inked body as my tongue explored the ecstasy inside her mouth.I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my torso as I kissed her neck.Kissing and biting each other we stumbled into the bedroom deprived of our clothes and the rest was history.