Destined To Be

Chapter 2

"Wha.... What do you mean quit?" I gulp as I feel my throat dry up.

"The band. I want to quit the band. I can't do this anymore Aditi! I will go crazy if I keep going on like this!" he stands up and starts pacing in front of me.

"But you can't quit! What about the boys!" I ask feeling scared.

This decision of his isn't just going to effect him but the boys too. Would they be okay? Would the management let him quit? Their fans would be devastated.

"Trust me. The boys don't need me. They're doing everything well on their own. They don't need me." he scoffs.

"Zayn, don't say that. They love..."

"No, they don't! Don't you see Aditi? I've always been the odd one out. Liam, Louis, Niall and Harry can do whatever they want. But when it comes to me there are restrictions. Harry can grow his hair, but when I want to the management has something to say. I got a hard time when I got my first tattoo, but when Harry did...it was not an issue. They can put their heads together and write a song. But when I pitch in an idea, it's always disregarded. I can't do this anymore Aditi!" he almost screams. Tears brimming his eyes as he stops in front of me and scans my face for answers.

"I.... I didn't know all of this." I stutter, not knowing what to say.

"How would you? The management wouldn't want anyone to know." he sighs and plops back down on the sofa next to me.

"This has been piling on for the past five years and I just can't take this anymore, Aditi." he says softly as he looks at me.

I reach out and hold his hands in mine as tears stream down his beautiful face.

"Don't I deserve happiness?" he asks and I nod my head.

"Of course you do, sweetie. You deserve all the happiness in the world." I say firmly and bring my hand to his stumble cheek and wipe off the tear that escaped his eye.

"And Perrie? Do you really want to break up with her?" I ask him as my heart feels shattered. They were engaged for two years! This is going to he so difficult for her. I can't even wrap my head around the thought.

"I don't know, Aditi. After the incident, I feel different. I don't feel like my old self. I can't explain it. I just feel like I've gotten this new... Life! And I need to do what makes me happy. Perrie does make me happy but I don't feel that way anymore. That spark in our relationship has gone." he whispers.

"Look Zayn, this is your life and you need to decide. I can't say anything that would possibly influence your decision. But just know that I understand what your saying and will support you." I sigh and he tilts his head in confusion.

"What do you mean? Wait.... Have you been feeling the same with Harry?" he asks slowly and I feel my stomach clench at his words.

"Uhmm...." I let go of his hand and move my hand away from his face and place them on my lap.

"Hey baby. Sorry I was..." Zayn and I snap our head to the main door and see Harry walking in. His eyes widen as he spots Zayn on the couch.

"Zayn?" he asks standing up tall.

"Done with the recording?" Zayn asks as he stand off the sofa.

"Yeah, you barging out really didn't help. Julian is pissed." Harry says a little angrily.

"Yeah, well. I don't give a fuck about him." Zayn says casually.

But I look at Harry who clenched his jaw.

"And us? Do you give a fuck about us?" Harry asks through gritted teeth as he glares at Zayn.

"Why bother about me giving a fuck, Harry? The management does. In case you haven't realised, the management has always got your back. They'll kiss your fucking feet if you tell them to." Zayn scoffs waving his hand in somewhat a rude manner.