Flashback:
"Ashley... I'm nervous." The boy in front of me whimpers, a microphone in his hand. As I stare at it I realize how perfectly he handles it, how it fits in his hand like it was just an extension, how my hand fits into his as if it were meant to be.
"Ash?" he asks, snapping me out of my daze. I grab his other hand, feeling the delicacy of his skin. "Don't worry, Zayn. You're the most talented singer I've ever heard. There's no doubt in my mind you'll win this thing so there shouldn't be a doubt in yours either." I say reassuringly. The words seem to strengthen him, his back straightening, bringing him to his full height. I realize how much he has grown since the times we played together as children. I smile, looking deeply into his determined, brown eyes.
"Now go win this thing and give it your best shot." I say it with genuine love. "Thanks, Ash." He returns the smile and gently kisses me on the cheek. My eyes flutter closed from the warm sensation and when I open them, my best friend, Zayn Malik, was on-stage performing for an audition that would change his entire life - and mine.
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Forgotten
FanfictionZayn and I have always been best friends. We've been through everything together: School, Prom, X-Factor... I was there when he needed my help. I gave him strength through the audition, through the first photo shoot, through that first nervous conce...
