Deniesse's POV
Here I am again!
I look at my mom which is 3 seats away from me. She gave me a mad look. I turned to Zayn.
Zayn: Do you mind if I'm going to ask you random questions?
Deniesse: No. why?
Zayn: I want to know you more.
He cracks a smile that only heaven can make.
Deniesse: Okay. I will ask random questions to you, too.
Zayn: Sure thing. Uhmmm your full name..
Deniesse: Deniesse Marielle Alexander. Yours?
Zayn: Zayn Javaad Malik. errmm your nationality- I mean something like and american- italian.
Deniesse: I'm of Italian descent, half Sicilian, half Abruzzese.
Zayn Oh. I want to ask you this but.. nevermind.
Deniesse: (smile) Come on ask me.
Zayn: I'm a bit shy about it.
Deniesse: Don't be shy. We're already friends, right?
Zayn: .Yeah, right. Errmmm Do you have a boyfriend?
He said with a shaky voice. He's shy for asking me that question?
Deniesse: uhmm N.B.S.B.
Zayn: N.B.S.B.?
Deniesse: No Boyfriend Since Birth. Haha.
Zayn: Really? A lovely girl like you? No boyfriend ever?
I swear I can feel my cheeks turn red when he said the words"lovely girl like you". Gosh.
Deniesse: My mom never allow me to talk to boys unless they're not a total jerk.
Zayn: (chuckles)
Deniesse: You? Any girlfriend?
Zayn: I have a girlfriend.
Oh. I don't know why but when I heard those words, I feel lonely but I didn't show it to him.
Deniesse: Oh.
Zayn: Haha. Just kidding.
Phew. Haha. I think I'm having a little bit crush with this nice guy. I chuckled.
Deniesse: Really?
Zayn: We broke up six months ago.
Deniesse: Sorry.
Zayn: Tell me about your family.
Deniesse: My mom is Alvira Alexander. My dad died when I was six. The day of my birthday.
I looked down. I don't want to cry right now. I don't want to look like a weakling in front of Zayn.
Zayn: I'm sorry about your dad, Nessie.
Deniesse: It's okay.
I faced him and then i realized he just called me Nessie. I hate it when someone calls me Nessie.
Deniesse: Did you just called me Nessie?
Zayn: Yeah. Why?
Deniesse: You just named me after a "Loch Ness Monster'!
I made my voice loud. He chuckled for seconds.
Zayn: Look, I didn't know there's an existing creature like that.
Deniesse: Fine.
My mad face faded and I cracked a smile at him.
Zayn: When is your birthday, by the way?
Deniesse: January 12.
He suddenly became happy.
Zayn: Really? I was born on January 12, too.
Deniesse: Wow.
Just then, a flight steward approached us. I think she's going to talk to me and not to Zayn.
Flight Steward (FS): Good afternoon, ma'am. Are you Deniesse Alexander?
Deniesse: Yes. I am.
FS: This one's for you, ma'am.
She handed me a crumpled paper.
FS: Enjoy your ride, ma'am.
The she leaves.
Zayn: What's that?
Deniesse: I don't know. It's a crumpled paper.
Zayn: Okay.
He grabbed a pack of chips inside his bag and began eating. He asked me if I want to eat chips.
Zayn: You want?
Deniesse: No thanks.
Zayn: Okay.
I slowly opened the paper and there's a message. Wait, it's my mom's hand writing.
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Deniesse, go near the plane's restroom now. We have to talk.
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When I glanced at my mom's direction, she stood up on her seat and headed towards the restroom.
Deniesse: I'll just go to the restroom.
Zayn: Okay. Just be back.
I nodded and smiled. I quickly head near the restroom where my mom is already waiting.
Deniesse: Hey, mom.
My mom speaks in an intense but mad voice.
Alvira: What do you think you're doing, Deniesse!
Deniesse: Huh? Mom, I didn't do anything wrong.
------------------------------------------------------------Deniesse is Ariana Grande Okay
Here I am again!
I look at my mom which is 3 seats away from me. She gave me a mad look. I turned to Zayn.
Zayn: Do you mind if I'm going to ask you random questions?
Deniesse: No. why?
Zayn: I want to know you more.
He cracks a smile that only heaven can make.
Deniesse: Okay. I will ask random questions to you, too.
Zayn: Sure thing. Uhmmm your full name..
Deniesse: Deniesse Marielle Alexander. Yours?
Zayn: Zayn Javaad Malik. errmm your nationality- I mean something like and american- italian.
Deniesse: I'm of Italian descent, half Sicilian, half Abruzzese.
Zayn Oh. I want to ask you this but.. nevermind.
Deniesse: (smile) Come on ask me.
Zayn: I'm a bit shy about it.
Deniesse: Don't be shy. We're already friends, right?
Zayn: .Yeah, right. Errmmm Do you have a boyfriend?
He said with a shaky voice. He's shy for asking me that question?
Deniesse: uhmm N.B.S.B.
Zayn: N.B.S.B.?
Deniesse: No Boyfriend Since Birth. Haha.
Zayn: Really? A lovely girl like you? No boyfriend ever?
I swear I can feel my cheeks turn red when he said the words"lovely girl like you". Gosh.
Deniesse: My mom never allow me to talk to boys unless they're not a total jerk.
Zayn: (chuckles)
Deniesse: You? Any girlfriend?
Zayn: I have a girlfriend.
Oh. I don't know why but when I heard those words, I feel lonely but I didn't show it to him.
Deniesse: Oh.
Zayn: Haha. Just kidding.
Phew. Haha. I think I'm having a little bit crush with this nice guy. I chuckled.
Deniesse: Really?
Zayn: We broke up six months ago.
Deniesse: Sorry.
Zayn: Tell me about your family.
Deniesse: My mom is Alvira Alexander. My dad died when I was six. The day of my birthday.
I looked down. I don't want to cry right now. I don't want to look like a weakling in front of Zayn.
Zayn: I'm sorry about your dad, Nessie.
Deniesse: It's okay.
I faced him and then i realized he just called me Nessie. I hate it when someone calls me Nessie.
Deniesse: Did you just called me Nessie?
Zayn: Yeah. Why?
Deniesse: You just named me after a "Loch Ness Monster'!
I made my voice loud. He chuckled for seconds.
Zayn: Look, I didn't know there's an existing creature like that.
Deniesse: Fine.
My mad face faded and I cracked a smile at him.
Zayn: When is your birthday, by the way?
Deniesse: January 12.
He suddenly became happy.
Zayn: Really? I was born on January 12, too.
Deniesse: Wow.
Just then, a flight steward approached us. I think she's going to talk to me and not to Zayn.
Flight Steward (FS): Good afternoon, ma'am. Are you Deniesse Alexander?
Deniesse: Yes. I am.
FS: This one's for you, ma'am.
She handed me a crumpled paper.
FS: Enjoy your ride, ma'am.
The she leaves.
Zayn: What's that?
Deniesse: I don't know. It's a crumpled paper.
Zayn: Okay.
He grabbed a pack of chips inside his bag and began eating. He asked me if I want to eat chips.
Zayn: You want?
Deniesse: No thanks.
Zayn: Okay.
I slowly opened the paper and there's a message. Wait, it's my mom's hand writing.
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Deniesse, go near the plane's restroom now. We have to talk.
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When I glanced at my mom's direction, she stood up on her seat and headed towards the restroom.
Deniesse: I'll just go to the restroom.
Zayn: Okay. Just be back.
I nodded and smiled. I quickly head near the restroom where my mom is already waiting.
Deniesse: Hey, mom.
My mom speaks in an intense but mad voice.
Alvira: What do you think you're doing, Deniesse!
Deniesse: Huh? Mom, I didn't do anything wrong.
------------------------------------------------------------Deniesse is Ariana Grande Okay
The next day I got a direct message on Twitter from Harry. It said:
Meet me in the park at eleven.
I closed my laptop and opened my closet. I had no idea what to wear.
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NEXT CHAPTER:
I chose my skinny jeans and my striped crop top with my Converse sneakers. It was a bit cooler that day. I got to the park to find Harry sitting on a bench. He had on his classic white Converse, a white tshirt, jeans, and a grey beanie. I sat down next to him and he grabbed my hand.
"Lauren, will you go to our next concert with me?" he asked.
"Of course," I answered.
He then gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek and said he would pick me up at seven.
Meet me in the park at eleven.
I closed my laptop and opened my closet. I had no idea what to wear.
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NEXT CHAPTER:
I chose my skinny jeans and my striped crop top with my Converse sneakers. It was a bit cooler that day. I got to the park to find Harry sitting on a bench. He had on his classic white Converse, a white tshirt, jeans, and a grey beanie. I sat down next to him and he grabbed my hand.
"Lauren, will you go to our next concert with me?" he asked.
"Of course," I answered.
He then gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek and said he would pick me up at seven.
Many people are saying that Harry is leaving One Direction. No it's not true. I don't think Harry would ever leave the band. The band wouldn't be the same without Harry if he left and his fans would be broken hearted. And Harry cares WAY to much to ever hurt or disapoint them in any way shape or form. He is to thoughful to that. So when you hear that he is leaving the 10 times out of 10 it's not tue.
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Please no hate comments because they will be ignored by me. So please don't waste your time writing them. Keep your thoughts to yourself