( Just so you know Rachel is being pictured as Holland Roden, Thanks for taking the time to read! )

I remember her by her curly red hair."You were just with Zayn, you never got me my autograph. You said you would get me one." She says, I look into her eyes and all I see is crazy. Her sweatshirt has a visitors pass on it, and it says her name is Rachel... visitor?

"Do you even go here?" I ask.

"Don't try to change the subject, you never got me an autograph. You're messing with the wrong girl." she says, stepping closer.

"Get out of my room now, before I call campus security." I say, shutting the door.

"You're gonna regret this." she says, as she walks away. I shut the door and lock it, what the hell is wrong with her? Did she find me because of Zayn's tweet? She must have followed me after she saw me in the bathroom that one day...how the hell did she get in here? She has to have been visiting someone. In the middle of my thoughts, there's another knock at the door. Is she seriously coming back here? I bring my phone with me this time, in case I need to call the police or something. As I open the door I say,

"Get the hell out of here or I'll call the cops." but then I realize it's not her. It's Zayn, looking as confused as ever.

"What?" he says.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else.." I say nervously. I realize my hands are shaking.

"What's wrong?" he says, stepping towards me and taking my face into his hands.

"A few minutes after I got back.. There was this girl... with red" He interrupts me before I finish my sentence.

"Wait a girl with red hair?" Does he know her?

"Wait you know her? Who is she? How do you know each other?" I question. 

"I've pressed charges against her in the past. I love all of my fans, I really do, but she literally stalks me, and tries to scare every girl in my life out of it. She has some crazy idea that one day I'll be with her..." His eyes drifted off into space, "I thought since she was on parole she would stop, but I guess not. I'm sorry Grace, I never wanted you to be in danger, I just wanted people to know that I was lucky enough to be with someone like you." His comment immediately lightens the mood. I look up at him and smile, so happy that he is here now.

"You're sweet," I say, "why did you come back here anyway?"

"You left your bag in the car."he says. With all the action, I didn't even notice my satchel in his hand.

"Oh, thanks," I say, taking it from him and putting it on my desk, "I don't know why I keep forgetting things every time I'm with you."

"I decided it's probably because you can't get enough of me and know I will personally deliver it to you. I don't blame you, I would want to be with me all the time" he says jokingly. I roll my eyes at him.

"Yeah, you're just so irresistible, I don't know how I'm able to contain myself." I say sarcastically.

"You don't have to," he says with a wink. I giggle, and he leans down and gently kisses me. 

"I know I said I was free tomorrow," I begin, but he interrupts me.

"Oh, Grace, please don't tell me you're cancelling on me." he says, a look of disappointment passes over his face.

"No, I'm not, I just wanted to know what time we would be meeting up. My sisters birthday is this weekend and I have to buy her a gift, because I'm leaving Saturday for her birthday party." I say. Even though I didn't cancel on him, he still looks disappointed. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it sounds selfish out loud." he says, looking out the window.

"Tell me." I say, tugging on his sleeve like a child.

"Well, how long are you gonna be gone for?" he asks.

"A few days, why?" I say.

"I guess I just don't know what I'll do without you love." he smiles down at me. I love when he says love, it warms my heart, he's so cute. I lean up, kiss his cheek and say.

"I'm sure you'll survive without me for a few days."

"I'm not." he says. I start to giggle and nuzzle my head against his chest. "I'm serious Grace. This past week the only thing making me happy was you. I don't want to go back to being without you. I've only known you for a little bit, but I feel like myself when I'm with you, and nobody else really knows me like that."

"Yeah, I feel the same way." It's true, I really have opened up a lot to him. I really missed having someone. Being single was fun, but at the end of the day, all you want is someone  care about how your day went.

"Well, I better get going, I know you have class early tomorrow." he says. I completely forgot. 

"Oh my God I completely forgot." I rush over to my computer to make sure I remembered to send in my assignment. Luckily, my professor cancelled class tomorrow due to "illness". "I guess I don't have class anymore, I'm so disappointed." I say sarcastically. He smiles and says,

"Are you tired?" he asks.

"No, not really, why?" I say.

"Come with me." he says, grabbing my hand and leads me out of the room.

*     *       *

"How come you're able to do this?" I ask, looking out at the amazing view.

"Well, being in the worlds biggest boy band has its perks." he says, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer. We are on the roof of the empire state building. No one else is up here, given the fact it's 2 in the morning, and I'm assuming they close a while before now.

"I won't even tell you how shallow you sound, just because I love this." I say, leaning into him.

"Grace, can I ask you something?" he says, I can tell he was hesitating.

"Of course." I say, keeping my eyes on the lights of the city.

" Why did you go to prom alone?" I start to laugh, why the hell did he remember that?

"Why are you asking?" I say, still laughing.

"Come on, I'm curious. Why?" he says, I can tell he's smiling. I'm not sure I really want to get into this, but I guess if we're gonna work on our communication, I might as well tell him.

"Well, it's not like I didn't get asked by anyone, I could have brought one of my guy friends, I just wanted to go alone. My ex boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend at the time when I was in 11th grade, and I didn't have anyone to be there for me anymore. Everybody knew about it, and no one told me. I was a wreck for a while, I started to put up kind of a wall and I didn't talk to anyone for a while. But then I just got over it, and I forgave them all." That's the first time I have talked about it since it happened.

"Why would you forgive them, you should have made them beg for your forgiveness" He says, kissing the top of my head.

"I just realized they weren't worth the energy I used to be mad at them." I say.

"Wow, Grace. That's really...intense. You're really smart you know." He says, I turn around to face him. "I just want you to know I would never do anything like that to you, ever. Cheating I think is honestly, the worst thing you could ever do to somebody."

"Yeah, I agree. Now enough with the seriousness, let's try to find your hotel." I say, looking back out at the lights.

*     *       *

The next day, Zayn and I went to Barney's to find a gift for Ann. Afterwards, he took me to Coney Island. Even though it was closed for the season, we just walked around and talked. It was probably the best date I have ever been on. I think I'm falling for him, and it's only been a week. In the past week, he's made me feel the happiest I have been in a long time. I'm reminded of that every time I see him smile. I'll spend a long time trying to make him feel as happy as he makes me.

After he drops me off at home and says goodbye, I pack my bags to head home the next day. I begin to realize how much I miss him as I'm getting my things together. Suddenly, there's a knock on my door. I open it, and Chase steps in.

"Hey, you ready to leave tomorrow?" he says, looking down at my bag, "Are you packing for a whole month? Why did you bring so much stuff?"

"Knowing my mom, I'll need to bring my whole wardrobe in order for her to find something suitable for me to wear." I say while rolling my eyes.

"Alright, except tomorrow night you're coming with me to the mill." The mill is a place all the "cool" kids went to drink. Everyone stopped going last year, after a girl got drunk and drowned in the nearby creek.

"Nobody even goes there anymore." I say.

"Yeah, exactly, we can go and reminisce on the old days, back when you wore that head brace your freshman year." he says, nudging me.

"Would you shut up." I say, rolling my eyes. I really hated high school.

"I'm just messing with you Grace." Alright I'll see you tomorrow morning, we'll take my car up, okay?" he says. I nod, and he exits the room. I lay down on my bed and relive my day with Zayn. It feels kind of good to be afraid of how much you like someone.

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