A Promise to Keep

Katrina Grande gets her heart broken. Again. After that experience, she promised herself that she wouldn't falls in love again and gives up on men. She has a past that barely anyone knows, and she doesn't trust people very easily. But then she runs into the one and only, Zayn Malik. She's not even a fan of One Direction. Katrina doesn't want to break her promise, ever. Besides, why would Zayn even comes near her? She's just a average (actually very crazy) girl. Will she let Zayn Malik in her life and get swept off her feet or keep her promise forver?

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A/N: Well, well, well. Another chapter. And I need your help. Help me decide the couple name, whether or not it should be Zatrina or Kayn. Please just comment your vote. Pretty simple you know....
~Shabreal xx

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Katrina's POV

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

The annoying beeping of my alarm might as well be a earthquake from hell. Gosh, there's no way to go back to sleep now. Maybe five more minutes... Maybe not....

While my mind argued whether or not I should get up or go back to sleep, I heard moving around in the hallway.

Then all of a sudden, a disturbing thought made me roll out of bed and onto the floor.

Riley and her threat to wake me up.

Well, damn. That means I have to get up to save my life. There's no telling what she had planned for me if I went back to sleep.

I got up from the wooden floor and grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom. I decided to go casual, skinny jeans and a Aeropostale t-shirt and my combat boots. I went through my usual routine of getting ready while half asleep and went downstairs. The aroma of eggs and pancakes in the air was making me hungry as hell.

"Look who got up early! Man, isn't this surprising and refreshing at the same time," Jaz commented. She turned and flipped the eggs onto a plate and left the pancake to cook more.

"Awwww. I was hoping for you to oversleep so I can mess with you. I had plans," Riley whined and had a puppy dog face on.

"After all that threatening? There's no way I could sleep in with all that stabbing my mind," I said and grabbed a apple to eat while the rest of the food was still cooking.

I walked back to the living room and turned on the TV. I didn't even bother to change the station, I was still focused on the smell of food in the air. Then something on the TV caught my eye.

One Direction was doing an interview after the commercial break. Well, isn't this making my morning interesting. I waited impatiently for the break to finish so I can see the interview.

Finally the interview came back on. The boys looked tired and sleepy like, their clothes a bit ruffled and hair messy but still awake enough for the interview. Zayn's hair was messy and flopping a bit over his forehead and his eyes were mysterious but at the same time beautiful. He had a earring in each ear, and that made him somewhat alluring. He had to be the definition of perfect.

I didn't realize the interviewer was speaking until a picture came up on the screen. I squinted, just to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was a picture of me, Jaz, and Riley leaving Zayn's house. Oh no, we're in deep shit.

"So, who are these lovely ladies right here?" The interviewer asked, with fake concern on his face. I just knew he was a greedy bastard on the inside.

Please don't say it's us, please don't say it's us, please don't say it's us, I begged in my mind.

The boys tensed up and looked anxious. They didn't know what to say. Oh my gosh, I'm screwed.

"They are just friends. We don't see them a lot. But we hang out once in a while," Zayn lied smoothly. It's just a white lie, it was based on the truth but covered.

"Oh thank you Zayn!" I breathe out in relief. The rest of the boys relaxed a bit, but were still tense the rest of the interview, as if prepared for another bomb coming their way. I was afraid the interviewer will ask another question about me and the girls. I don't want any 'fans' to come after me with hate. I really don't need that in my life right now.

Shortly, the interview was over. I walked back into the kitchen and loaded a plate with pancakes. "You watched the interview?" Jaz asked.

"Mmmhmm." I mumbled with my mouth full. "Crap, we could've been screwed if Zayn didn't come up with a quick answer."

I took out my phone in my back pocket and set it on the table so I could sit down and eat. "Hopefully, we won't have any supposively 'fans' come after us and send hate. I really, really don't need that right now," I said absentmindly.

My phone started vibrating on the table violently. I picked it up and saw the caller was Zayn. I slid the answer button and held the phone up to my ear. "Who is it?" Jaz mouthed to me across the table. "Zayn," I mouthed back.

"Hello?" I asked. I was torn between focusing fully on my food or the call. Oh well, I'm multitasking. I held the phone between my ear and shoulder and started eating small bites.

"Katrina? Did you see the interview?" I heard Zayn ask. "Yes. Thank god for your quick thinking Zayn. We would've been in deep shit," I replied with gratefulness.

"Oh, thanks, but you're still going to have fans come after you. I'm really sorry Katrina. I screwed up. I didn't think about the paps or anyone taking pictures of you or the girls. You guys have a chance at a normal life and I don't want to jeopardize that. I'm really sorry. Do you want me to send a guard for you guys? He can watch from a distance," Zayn offered.

"Um it doesn't matter Zayn. We can handle hate. And I don't need a bodyguard. Let me just see how this will turn out. If it turns out bad, hopefully not, I'll take up that offer or a bodyguard, but I believe we'll be fine. The fans or anybody don't really know us here, so no one will come after us, unless they do some serious research," I said and muttered the last part under my breath.

"Are you sure? I'm responsible for causing this on you guys. I really don't want anything bad to happen," Zayn asked again, with true concern, almost worry, in his voice.

"Yes, I'm sure. You are worrying for nothing. Now I have to go, I'm going to be late for work."

"Okay then. But call me if you change your mind or if you need anything," he answered back. "Bye Zayn."

"Bye Katrina."

"What was that all about?" Riley asked with curiosity etched upon her sharp features. "Yeah, and what are you sure about?" Jaz added.

I sighed and placed the phone on the table and took another bite of my pancakes. "It was Zayn. He kind of warned me about the interview and the paps know about us and offered to send a guard. I said no, 'cause we are new here and people have to do some serious research to find out who we are. So the only trouble we have is some hate and probably a couple of so called 'fans'," I said and turned my focus on my pancakes.

"Damn. We never thought about the paps. I'm not going to deal with any haters and all that right now 'cause we have to get to work. Like, right now," Jaz said urgently.

"Okay, okay. Just meet me in the car. We need to think about saving some money for another car because I can't get up early like this in the morning everyday," I said and put my plate in the sink and washed it.

"Yes, we need another car. Meet you there in 5 minutes," Riley said and walked outside. Shortly after, Jaz walked outside. I sighed. So many things to do, but not enough money or time. What am I going to do with my life.

I picked up my phone from the table and put it in my pocket. I ran upstairs and slipped my bag over my shoulder and across my body. I put all my necessities in it and went back downstairs. I opened the door and walked outside and made sure the door was locked. Riley was in the drivers seat, and Jaz was in shotgun. I walked to the left side of the car and got in.

"Onward to the mall my trusty steed!" Jaz exclaimed. I laughed and rolled my eyes. Oh my friends, they might as well be in mental hospitals.

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"Here's your bag. Have a nice day!" I said brightly to the lady who just made a purchase. "You too sweety," she replied and gave me a sweet smile and walked away.

"Katrina!"

"Yes?" I turned to the source that called my name. "You did a great job today, especially since it's your first day. Why don't you go take a break and come back? I'll give you half an hour," the manager, Jason, offered.

"Sure! Thank you," I replied and walked out from behind the counter. I grabbed my bag before locking the register. I walked out the store and into the food court.

Hmm, what should I get? Chinese or pizza? Eh, I'll go for pizza.

Before I can walk over, a group of girls blocked my path. They couldn't be much older than 14 or 15.

"Hey you!"

I was taken aback from her tone and turned around to see who she was talking to. There can't be a way she was talking to me. I just know she can't be talking to me 'cause I don't tolerate rudeness.

"Yeah you! So you think you can just steal Zayn away from me huh? Well guess what? You are dead wrong!" A blonde haired girl said and came walking towards me with her little snobby clique following her.

"Um, excuse you? Who you talking to like that 'cause I know you ain't talking to me that's for sure," I snapped.

"Well let me make this more clear. You stay away from Zayn and the rest of One Direction or else you bitch."

Oh hell no. She better now be talking to me. This blonde bitch better know who she talking to.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Does Zayn even knows your name? Huh? Come on, answer you little bitchy princess," I replied bittersweetly.

All of a sudden she and a couple of her little friends got all in my face. "Do you know who you talking to?!" She asked.

"Um no. But I do know you are a dumb, fake, blonde, bitchy, bimbo, that's for sure."

"Well, you better fuck off and stay away from Zayn!" She exclaimed and pushed me. Oh shit. She did not put her hands on me. I was about to lunge and ripped off her face, but someone slipped their arm around my waist and pulled my back.

They started to pull me away from the girls. I was trying to fight back so I can finish what this girl started. She doesn't even know me. "Katrina! Calm down! Don't let 'em get to you. Think happy thoughts," I recognized Jason's voice.

"But didn't you hear what the bitch was saying? Ugh!" I cried out and started to relax, even though my mind was having a marathon with my thoughts.

"Calm down. Now why did they come up to you in the first place?" He asked gently, his arm still around my waist in case I wanted to make a run for it.

"Well the main one kept saying that I should stay away from Zayn and One Direction and shit. Grrr, I was ready to place her in a hospital," I said and growled.

"Just calm down. They were just sending hate, you have to ignore it. Come on Kat, just forget about it. They are just 14 year olds that think they are going to marry a member from that band. Chill out. How about we just get some food and get back to the store? Maybe some food might calm you down."

"Yeah, you're right. I don't know why I had to lash out like that. Man, I need to control myself if this ever happens again," I murmured to myself.

"Good, now let's go get some chinese."

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A/N: Man, I had fun writing this part. Now please help me decide the couple name! It's very important because it has something to do with the story and I want you guys to take atleast a small part in it. So just comment your vote, Zatrina or Kayn.

~Shabreal xx

(P.S. Eat some pizza!)
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