One. Good. Mistake. *Zayn Malik Love*

Figuring out she had a one-night stand with Zayn Malik, a band member of One Direction, Charlie is then told she must go on tour with the band for her magazine internship.
But Zayn doesn't make it easy for Charlie to forget that night or him, no matter what Charlie does.


19. ::Chapter Seventeen::

*Currently in Glasgow*

I let out a big sigh of relief, falling fearlessly onto the hotel bed, closing my eyes. I listened as Lou rummaged around the room, putting her things away, but also searching for the food menu because she was too lazy to go out and get food.

“Lou?” I asked quietly, my eyes still closed, listening to the slow beat of my heart.

I heard the rummaging stop and could feel Lou looking at me, concerned, “Yes?”

“What happened with Zayn and…um, Perrie? Who is she?” I asked, opening my eyes, and turning my head to look at Lou who stared back at me.

She took a deep breath in and sat down.

“Uh, well, I cannot answer the first question,” she quickly put a hand up to stop me from interrupting her. “Because it is not my part to tell you that, it’s not my business. You have to ask Zayn that. But as for the second question, she is a really good singer and a part of a British girl band known as Little Mix.”

I knew I had to settle for that reply but my mind thought otherwise.

“Why’d you tell me not to make it harder for Zayn, when we were in Newcastle?”

Lou paused on her way out of the bathroom, thinking quietly to herself. I waited patiently.

“Because I’ve been with these boys long enough to know that Zayn likes you and I don’t think it’s some silly crush or whatever you think it is,” Lou looked at me directly with an honest smile. “Also, Charlie, I know him well enough to know he did not use you that night for rebound sex.”

My eyes widened, “Wait, when did he break-up with Perrie? I was his frieken rebound person?”

Lou tightened her lips and quickly grabbed her stuff, “Oh, sorry, I have to go. I have to get to the early sound check with the 5 Seconds of Summer boys, sorry, bye.”

Leaving me alone in the room, stunned, Lou closed the door and escaped answering my questions.

I looked down at the small watch on my hand, I decided I’d have to finally to talk to him; I’d finally have to face Zayn about that night no matter how much I wanted to forget it happened. Sigh.


I softly knocked on the hotel room’s door that belonged to Harry, Zayn, and Liam. Liam opened the door and I told him I needed to talk to Zayn alone. Liam quickly got Harry to leave with him, leaving me alone with Zayn.

“You okay, Charlie?” Zayn asked, not in one of his brooding moods, surprisingly.

“Was I your rebound girl?” I cut straight to the point.

Zayn tensed at the question but calmly replied, “No, Perrie broke up with me a month before.”

I was taken aback, confused, “Wait, how did you know I was talking about that?”

He chuckled, running a hand through his messy hair, the blonde strip a bit faded, “Lou called before you knocked. She warned me.”

I looked down, embarrassed, “Oh…”

A hand placed itself on my bare shoulder and I didn’t flinch. Instead I spaced myself from Zayn and lifted my shirt up, to cover up the shoulder, letting my other shoulder go bare. Zayn looked away uncomfortably.

“Why don’t you tell me why you slept with me? You keep saying you have these reasons for doing it and I feel like I was just some goal for some pop star,” I said, a little angrily at the end.

Zayn shook his head, “You weren’t some goal…I just know you’ll look at me differently once I tell you…because…” he trailed off, looking uncertainly at the tan wall of the hotel room.

“Because you like me,” I finished for him and held back the laugh when Zayn looked at me, shocked and then I laughed. “Lou told me.”

“Lou seems to very good at not keeping her mouth closed,” Zayn frowned, a little irritation in his brown eyes.

I punched him softly on the arm, “Don’t be mad at her.”

He frowned deeper but let out a small smile, rubbing his abused arm, “I know…fine, I’ll tell you the reason why I slept with you but please…don’t be mad.”

I raised my eyes but looked at Zayn, honestly, “You know you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

He ignored my words and continued.

“Charlie,” He looked seriously at me. “It’s kind of surprising you don’t recognize me but it’s been a few years, so I don’t blame you…Charlie, we went to school together since we were little kids and you were the girl that everyone wanted, including me. But you never noticed me and still, I had such a big crush on you. When I recognized you in that bar, I just knew I had to take my chance to be with you because I’d probably never see you again…I just didn’t expect it to escalate to sleeping with you and I’m seriously sorry about that…I have to go.”

Not waiting for me to react, Zayn stood up, grabbed his phone and left me alone in his hotel room. I stayed quiet, staring at where Zayn used to be, my hands falling numbly to my side.

Wow, definitely did not expect that…but now what?

I slowly took out my phone and put in my pass code, clicking the contacts button, and began to scroll through my contacts. I found the person I needed to talk to about Zayn and I pressed Call.

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