"You."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. Why me?

"Ash! Are you done?" I heard Soph. I ended the call and went to them.

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"I love it when we have a whole day off!" Liam said hopping on the seat next to me.

"So what's the plan?" I asked him.

"We are hanging out!" Louis yelled.

"Yea, but whe—"My voice startled as I felt Zayn's lips on my neck, making me go weak. The next thing I heard was laughter.

"You could've done that behind closed doors.. but atleast that shut her up." Liam said lifting his glass of juice.

"Stop whining.." Zayn said taking the seat besides me, he held the foot of my chair and pulled me closer to him and snaked his arm around my waist. I blushed at his action.

"Is it necessary to do something like this in front of us.." Niall said pointing at him and Harry, giving a bored look. To tease him more, Zayn grabbed the back of my neck and crashed his lips onto mine.

"Ok fine! We understand how much you love each other!" Niall groaned, making me smile in between the kiss. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"It hurts to be single when you're living with 3 couples.." Harry said dramatically putting his hand over his chest.

"Who said you're alone Harry? You have someone with you." I said, making him look at me.

"Who?" He asked raising his eyebrow.

"1989 by Taylor Swift." I said in a low voice, but fortunately, everyone heard it and chuckled. He rolled his eyes.

"Where are we going anyways?" Harry changed the topic.

"Tattoo parlour." Zayn stated. My eyes lightened up.

"Can I come too? Please..." I whined like a child, I always wanted to have one.

"You want to have one?" Liam asked, I nodded my head vigorously.

"No, you're not going to." Zayn said, making my head snap at his direction.

"Why?" My grin turned into a frown.

"Because.. um.. you know. It... it hurts." He stuttered.

"You're having one too, why can't I?" I asked again.

"Yea, why?" Niall asked. Zayn gave him a 'not relatable to you' look.

"I already have tattoos, I'm kinda used to the pain." He added.

"How does it feel? It can't be that bad." I snapped.

"It's like someone is dragging and poking a rusty screwdriver in your skin constantly." he answered. I felt goosebumps on my body.

"Really?" I gulped.

"No, he is just exaggerating. Come on Zayn, let her have one." Louis assured.

"Pweese...." I tucked my lower lip out and gave him a pleading face. He sighed and shook his head. And that's when he knew, he lost.

"Fine... what are you gonna have?" He asked. I smiled at him, leaning onto his shoulder again.

"You'll see after it's done." I said.

We reached the tattoo parlour. It was me, Zayn, Louis and Harry. While Niall, Liam, El and Soph were at a Nike store. There were different rooms. Harry went in first, then Zayn and then Louis. I was the last one. To be honest, I was a bit scared, it was my first tattoo. Harry came out first and smiled at me.

"Harry, will you come with me? I'm still a bit scared." I admitted. He chuckled.

"Don't worry, I'll come." He answered.

We went in the room. The tattoo artist, who was a young female, maybe 2-3 years older than me. She greeted me with a smile and asked me to take a seat.

"So, your first tattoo?" She asked as she smiled at Harry.

"Yea, how do you know?" I asked again. She chuckled.

"Your face shows that. It will hurt at first, but then it'll be good." I nodded at her. "So what do you want and where?" She asked.

I told her about my tattoo and glided the collar of my loose sweater to a side. I startled when I saw the needle, but Harry gave my hand a squeeze. It hurt at first, so much that was I whisper-cursing in hindi, and Harry was looking me with 'what the hell are you even saying' face.

After everything was done, we headed out. El texted Louis that they were in a nearby coffee shop.

"Oh my God! Harry?" We heard a girl squeal.

"Uh oh!" Louis said.

"Lou!!" We heard another squeal.

"Um... Ash, get ready!" Louis said.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"Today, your sprinting abilities will be tested." Louis said again. The crowd of girls in front of us grew bigger.

"What do you mean?" I was confused, they weren't even clearly saying what to do.

"On 3!" Zayn exclaimed.

"Wha—"

"1!"

"What's go—"

"2!" Now the crowd started approaching at us. It clicked now, I didn't wanted to be stomped under a crowd of almost 50 directioners.

"3!" Zayn pulled my hand and we started running. The crowd ran behind us.

"Marry me Harry!"

"No!! Larry is real!!"

"Who is real?" I asked, but they were concentrated on running. After sometime, we saw a coffee shop, probably the one where others were waiting. We increased our speed and barged into the shop. All four of us were heavily breathing.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asked panting. I shook my head in disbelief and chuckled.

"That... was awesome!!" I squealed, making them laugh.

"Here!" We looked around as we heard Niall's voice. We went towards the table as we spotted him. We went and took a seat on another table, as there were tables for 4. Harry and El exchanged their seats as El wanted to sit with Louis.

"So, how was your first experience?" El asked sipping her ice tea.

"Which one? The tattoo, or running from the directioners?" I asked making them laugh.

"Both." She replied. I nodded.

"Tattoo was good, running was a bit scary, but fun too." I admitted.

"What's Larry?" I added. All of them laughed.

"Search Larry Stylinson on google!" Harry said from his table. I did as he said.

"Ohhh!! It's your ship name.." I said looking at Louis. He nodded.

"There's more.... Ziam Mayne? Liam and you?" I looked at Zayn, he nodded.

"Zarry Stylik. Harry and you." I checked, there were more. Niam, Lilo, Nouis.. I gave up. "Ok this is confusing, let it be." I kept my phone in my pocket, earning laughter because of my confused face.

"Hey, remember the fan who took our photo?" Zayn nudged me.

"Hmm.." I nodded. He gave me his phone.

"She uploaded it." I took a look at the picture. She said it with caption 'they look cute together'. I smiled at it and scrolled through the comments.

"They do."

"#zaisha rise!!"

"Indian? She's so beautiful."

"Zayn's looking hot!"

"Stay away from him you whore!"

"She's just using him."

"Leave my baby alone, you don't deserve him."

My mood changed from happy to sad. Louis noticed it.

"Don't listen to them, you are meant to be together." He said. "This was the same with El and Sophia too, they get used to it later." He assured.

"But they don't like me." I said and gave the phone back to Zayn.

"That doesn't matter Ash. You're mine, and they have to accept it." Zayn said as he pulled me closer and kissed my temple.

"Maybe I really don't deserve you..." I said in a whisper.

"Babe.. you're a blessing to me. And you're right, you don't deserve me." My heart skipped a beat. I looked at him with a frown.

"You deserve better than me. Maybe, the better one will treat you better and take care of you more than me. But, he'll never be able to love you as much as I do. You're my everything Ash! Never in my life anyone can give me the feeling you give me. My heart is not stable once I'm around you. Once I got lost into your eyes, I don't want to get out. And my heart knows you're the one." I smiled as he stated the words from our last night together at my house.

"You remember?" I asked as I hugged him.

"I would never forget them, ever." He lifted my face and kissed me softly. This is what I exactly wanted. It couldn't get more better. He is the one...

How many times do I have to tell you

Even when you're crying you're beautiful too

The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood

You're my downfall, you're my muse

My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues

I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you

We heard a chorus of these words and pulled away to find all the others standing in front of us, singing. What with this song though?

"Stop it now! And what's with that song?" I chuckled which caused them to stop.

"Its the ' zaisha' song now." Soph said air-quoting our ship name, we chuckled on it. We paid for our food and decided to head out. They all stopped abruptly, which caused me to startle.

"Umm... what happened?" I asked.

"The paps are outside. Ok everybody stay together, Ash stay close to Zayn, just keep walking and don't interact. You got it?" Liam asked. I nodded, even though I didn't understand, he was too fast. I wish Liam could give some of his speed to Harry.

We stepped out, there were cameras flashing, even the fans were there, but less. It was my first time that I was facing the paps. We walked through them, I was a bit stunned by the crowd, but Zayn wrapped his arm securely around my waist. It helped me a lot, it felt safe.

"When did you start dating?"

"You're a slut!"

"Leave him alone bitch! He doesn't need you!!"

"Are you with him for his fame and money?"

The last question was like a dagger stabbed into my heart.

How could they even think that?! I loved him from all my heart, his behaviour, his caring, his humbleness, the way he made me happy, the way he respected me. My feet felt heavy, but Zayn pulled me closer and whispered.

"Don't listen to them, love. They're just jealous, because they haven't found someone worth living for..." His words and voice made my heart flutter, I picked up my pace and walked with them. After we reached the bus, we immediately drove off. My eyes held tears, I quickly wiped them off and went to my bed.

I sat on my bed as the words flew through my mind. Am I that bad? I was in my own thoughts, till I felt a hand on my thigh making me jump.

"Hey, hey. It's just me.." He said. I sighed as I saw Zayn sitting beside me. I quickly leaned into him, hugging him. He brush my hair away from my face and hugged me back. He was like a teddy-bear that I never had, whenever I felt down I would go and bury my head into his chest, and he would make me forget everything.

"Are you okay?" He asked, I nodded my head.

"Don't take their words seriously, they can be annoying sometimes. I told you that I love you from all my heart, and I know that you'd never be with me because of my fame." I looked at him and he smiled at me, as his hand reached mine, intertwining our fingers. He leaned and his other hand cupped my face lightly, pulling me in a slow and passionate kiss. We pulled away but our foreheads were still touching. He always knew how to comfort me.

"So, won't you show me your first tattoo?" He asked as he pulled away, we sat on the bed facing each other. I chuckled at his face and nodded. I glided my sweater to a side and slowly removed the white strip. He looked at the tattoo on my collarbone and grinned. A smile took over my face too.

"You like it?" I asked, he looked at me and nodded.

"Love it..." "Did it hurt?" He snapped. I nodded.

"Does it still?" He asked again.

"A little bit." I said, showing him a pout. There was still a burning sensation.

"Maybe I can help.." He said with a smirk.

"How?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer, and started giving me light kisses on the tattooed area. I giggled as his lips contacted my skin. He moved his lips slowly, from the collarbone to my ear lobe, then to my jawline and lips again. We both giggled as he pulled me closer.

"Umm.. guys, we're on a bus." We snapped our heads to see Harry grinning. Does someone has to come every time?!

"Ok sorry.. continue." He said and went to the living area, like he heard what I thought.

Wait, did I say that loud?

No I didn't.

We laughed after he left and collapsed on the bed. He put his arm around me, pulling me closer and kissed my forehead. I put my arm around him, placing my head on his chest and we cuddled up. He hummed songs in my ear, making me calm. I sighed. What did I ever do to deserve this sweetheart?

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How are studies going? ..... I'm not asking you this... CAUSE MY WHOLE FAMILY AND RELATIVES ARE ASKING ME THIS EVERYDAY LIKE GOSH GIVE THIS POOR GIRL A BREAK!! *breathes out*

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