Day of Our Lives(A.JAIKARRUM) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and all events are imaginary. Creator of serial does apologize to readers if any offences were taken.


One Direction, a band with 5 guys, Liam, Zayn, Naill, Harry and Louis, all seeking that someone special in their lives. Someone that will change their life and give it a new meaning. They had waited enough and its time to do something about it. The guys know that there may be millions of women wanting to date them, but they wanted something more than just dating. They wanted love and romance, not something that will last a couple of weeks and then its over.

The other four were suspicious that Zayn had someone, but they never asked. Zayn was always quiet, lost in daydreams. They would wonder what was going on in his mind, why sometimes he would be alone, away from his friends. Until Liam decided to ask him one night. Harry, Naill and Louis were asleep.

Liam jumped out of the top of his bunk bed and saw Zayn missing from below. He walked out of the room and went downstairs to look for him. Liam then saw Zayn, sitting on the floor with the back door open, staring into the sky. Liam walked over and sat down next to him. Zayn quickly wiped a tear from his eye.

"Whats the matter Zayn?"
"Nothing, just couldn't get sleep."
"Please, at least don't lie to me, tell me, what is the matter."
"You 4, are all looking for that special someone..." began Zayn. "Yes, we are" says Liam, looking at Zayn, who was still staring at the sky.
"Well, I had found that someone" said Zayn as more tears rolled down his face.
"That's a good thing, right?"
"It was, it was the best moments of my life when I met her."
"Was the best? What do you mean? Did she dump you?" asked Liam in confusion.
"No, she didn't dump me, she left me..."
"Left you?"

"Yes, left me. It was a strange first meeting. We both didn't know each other at all. I was heading for my friends birthday party, and it turned out that it was her friend to. We were at the party, never see each another until I went to sit at a table. Everyone was on the dance floor, except for me. I had ordered a couple of drinks for myself. And then I saw her. She walked over to me and asked: "Mind if I join you?" and I told her to sit down.

"Hi, I'm Miranda." she said. "I'm Zayn."
"I do know who you are, but how come you are sitting all alone?"
"Just, tired, having a few drinks, what about you?"
"Well, in fact, I am not a party type of a person, but i had to come, He forced me to."
"Ha, so, you came with someone?"
"No, just myself, my friend was supposed to come, something came up at the last minute."
"Oh." said Zayn drinking his sixth shot. "
"You should stop drinking, you look drowsy."
"I am, and I'm such a fool, I never come with someone." said Zayn with his eyes drooping.
"Oh, luckily, I never drink yet, in fact, I don't, if you don't mind I can drop you."
"No, I don't want do bother you."
"No, no, its not a bother, in fact I need to escape from here before he calls me to dance."

"Well, if it doesn't bother you then would you please do so, I might end up in jail if I drive."
"Sure, I will drop you." she said waking up.

I tried to get up, but fell into the chair. She held my right arm and put it around her neck and helped me to walk. We reached her car and she put me in the passenger seat in front.

Miranda then closed the door and got into the drivers seat. By the time she closed her door and put on the seat belt, she noticed that Zayn had passed out.

Miranda POV

"Oh No! Zayn has passed out, and I have no idea where he lives, lord what do I do now?"

After a good thought, Miranda decides to take him to her flat for the night. She drives to her flat and looks at Zayn. He was in a deep sleep. She helped him get to his feet by putting his arm around her neck and then walked him to her room. Luckily, she was on the ground floor. She opened the front door and went in. She walked into her room and put him on the bed. He just collapsed. Miranda then went to shut the door and returned to her room. She removed his sneakers and socks. Then she removed his shirt and tucked him under the duvet cover. She then went into the bathroom to get changed. Miranda came out of the bathroom using only a long pajama top. Turned of the lights and went under the duvet cover, next to Zayn, turned on her right side with her back facing him.

A few hours later...

Miranda's sleep broke. She rubbed her eyes. Miranda then felt something around her waist. After a few seconds she realized that it was Zayn and her the whole back of her body was pressed against Zayn's torso. She could also feel his legs pressed against the back of hers. She slowly removed his hands from around her waist and got out of bed. She lifted the duvet a little and saw that Zayn had his tight boxer briefs on. She lifted her right eyebrow and walked into the bathroom to go. She then noticed his jeans lying on the side of the tub. She shook her head, got back into the room and went back to sleep.

Next morning...

Miranda awoke. She again rubbed her eyes and picked up the alarm clock on the side pedestal. '9 am'. She was about to spring out of bed when she realized that Zayn had his hands wrapped around her waist again. This time, he also had his face buried in her neck. She tried to break free as slowly as possible. After her bath, she went into the kitchen and got a bowl of cereal, sat on the couch and watched T.V as she ate.

A few minutes later...

Miranda's bowl of cereal flew from her hand and landed upside down on the carpet. She looked at the door which was blasted open that gave her the shock. After looking, she covered her mouth with both her hands and glared. It was Zayn, leaning against the door for support, still in his underwear. Miranda got up and ran over to him and helped him back to the bed and made him lay down. She then sat next to him and said...

"You should have some more rest, right now, you are in no position to go anywhere."
"Thanks" said Zayn in a sleepy voice, eyes closed.
"Don't mention it, go back to sleep." said Miranda getting up. She kissed him on his cheek and then left the room. (The cheek on his face, if you're wondering...)



In the next episode...
One hug is enough for both of them to connect. And their love story begins...

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