1D Imagines & Randomness

Imagine #2 (Part II)

√Requested by @ feather_gatherer

Zayn's POV

Oh damn. (Y/N) looks so beautiful. I wasn't too sure why she was crying while singing the song, but maybe she has some painful memories attatched to it. I don't know why, but I couldn't see her crying. I just had to wipe that ugly tear off of her beautiful face, then be it (Y/N) thinking of me as some creep.

I gotta admit the song was awesome though. I mean she wrote it all by herself even though she's new in the music industry. Even we take help of other songwriters to help us write our songs.

After her song was finished, I requested to pause the concert there, for she didn't looked quite good. I grabbed her by her arm and took het to the bathroom.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked her.

She looked flushed. "Y-yeah."

Everything went silent after that, and I took it as my cue to motion her to wash her face. I handed her a towel after she was finished washing up. "Do you want a glass of water?" She nodded.

I fetched a bottle and handed it to her. "Do you feel better?" She just nodded.

Am I scaring her off? Does she not like me? Why isn't she talking to me? Am I that bad? "Do you not like me?" I blurted out. Shit Z. Are you fucking idiot? She is definitely going to think of me as a creep. Ugh.

"Huh?" I knitted her eyebrows. Good. She thinks she is hearing things. I am mentally facepalming myself.

"Do you not like me?" I repeated.

"N-no its not like that Zayn..." Ah my name sounds so good when she says it. Wait what? Did I just... Am I... Do I like her? Am I starting to fall for her?

I shrugged of the thoughts and focused on her face to se if I can find something. "Then how is it like?"

"I-I just am freaking out right now... you've always been my idol and..." Her already pink cheeks turned more red, if thats even possible. Aww so cute. "I-I've always... always loved you...." she looks down at her feet.

I placed my fingers under her chin and made her look towards me. "Will you go out on a date with me?" I stared intensely right in her eyes, causing her to cast her eyes down.

"Y-yes."

I smiled in victory.

Niall's POV

Zayn requested that we pause the concert for sometime 'cause (Y/N) wasn't looking fine. They've been gone for half an hour and I can't but feel jealousy. I don't even know... I like (Y/N), and that's for sure 'cause I won't be jealous of Zayn if I wasn't.

What if... what if Zayn likes her too? But I don't know if she likes Zayn. Maybe she does. I mean he's Mr. Perfect. Nobody liked me from the start. Especially the fans. They say I don't have any talent and I don't deserve the fame. Maybe they're right. Nobody likes me, then why (Y/N) would?

"Niall. Niall!" Louis yells my name through the microphone.

"Huh?"

"Won't you help us stop Harry from cracking another joke!?" Louis said frantically, his eyes big, begging for me to stop Harry. No one can stop him once he's decided he wants to tell a joke.

"Too late 'cause I already started!" Harry said. See? told ya. "Knock knock!"

"Who's there?" The crowd yelled. I honestly think that the fans like his jokes. I mean they would. Why wouldn't they? Harry is so handsome, and it is obvious that the girls would like to please him.