What's Written In The Stars [H.S]

Part 85

Harry's POV

"Where the hell is Zayn?!" Julian yells at us as we sit in the recording studio.

Today was supposed to be our last recording session before we went to tour tomorrow. We were supposed to start an hour ago, but Zayn hasn't shown up and Julian is loosing it. Though, we finished recording our individual parts in the past hour, we need Zayn for the chorus.

"Will someone call him?" Julian speaks harshly.

"We did, it's going to voice mail." Louis replies in an irritated tone.

"You boys are supposed to be the biggest boyband in the world and have no sense of punctuality." Julian taunts and we give each other annoyed looks.

"Julian, we have no intention of staying here for that long either. We too are waiting, right? So stop blaming us!" Liam snaps and Niall nods his head in agreement.

"Julian, he'll be here. Don't worry." I tell him in a calm voice and he nods his head before walking out of the studio.

Urgh.... Zayn where are you? I woke him up, when I was having breakfast. He said he'll be here. That sleepy head must still be sleeping in my bed.

Zayn came over last night for a beer and to watch a game of football. It got over really late so he slept over in my bedroom. I've been sleeping in Aditi's old room, cause it reminds me so much of her. The pillows still have her intoxicating smell. The floral-vanilla scent that just reminds me of her so bad. Yes, we are together, but not being able to see her in the morning or just when she's about to sleep, is so hard. The way she gets up all groggy and cute in her oversized t-shirt to the way she rubs her eyes when she is sleepy.

Ah! Where are you Zayn?!

I'm supposed to be going back home and meet my girl. She's probably at home, ready to celebrate cause I know she definitely did well at the audition.

And by celebrate, I mean to have mind blowing sex. God! She's the best I've ever had. And I can't even last that long. I can make her come over and over again, just so I can see her face when she orgasms. She looks so fucking beautiful. The way her cheeks and chest flushes, the way her eyes go all wide as I demand her to look at me. The way she screams my name just before she comes.

Urgh!

If Zayn doesn't show up in the next ten minutes.... I'm leaving.

Just then my phone starts ringing. I take it our from my pocket and see Zayn's name flashing on the screen.

Oh, so now he finally calls.

I roll my eyes and swipe the green icon.

"Where are you?" I ask as calm as possible.

"H-Harry..." he groans.

Something is not right. He doesn't sound well.

"Zayn are you okay?" I ask in concern. The boys look at me, their eyebrows furrowed.

"Harry.... Come q-quick. John was h-here and..." he groans loudly.

I jolt up, standing on my feet, not believing a word he said. My stomach drops to the floor.

Did he just say John?

As in John Kerry?

The guy working with Tom?

"Whaa...." my throat suddenly becomes dry.

"Harry c-come quick." he moans faintly.

"Is Aditi okay? Are you okay?" I ask quickly, running my hands through my hair.