*FAST FORWARD TO WEEK 10 GUYS*
*Madeline's pov*
It was it. We were in the final three for the fucking UK X Factor. I still can't believe it.
For all those who are questioning themselves right now, no. I'm not with Zayn. We're seeing eachother, but we're not officially together. We're taking it slow for the moment.
For now, we're like friends... With benefits, if you know what I mean. We can't be together until the end of the show, thanks to Mr. Motherfucker Cowell. (A/N sorry Simon I don't mean it).
I didn't talk much to Niall since you know what... Things are going kind of awkward between us. It's weird, because it had never been. We're like siblings since the show started. And now we hardly look at each other.
We were behind the scenes. Matt Cardle was performing his last song before One Direction and Fourth Harmony come up on stage.
One Direction are going to sing theee songs tonight, as well as Fourth Harmony. We're going to sing the song we sang at the judges house and do two duets with Robbie Williams.
One Direction just came up on stage to sing She's the One with Robbie. They were amazing. After that, it was our turn. We sang a song with Robbie, after the boys sang another and we sang another. Long story made short, we sang two songs each with Robbie Williams.
Then, the song we sang at the judges house, before the show officially started. We were first, singing SOS by Rihanna and then the boys went singing Torn.
We were all good, from my opinion. But unfortunately, there can be only one winner. They called us, One Direction and Matt back on stage.
"In third place, One Direction! In second place, ... Fourth Harmony! That means, Matt Cardle, you have the X Factor!"
We all cheered for him and congratulated him. Yes, it actually did something that we weren't first. But anyways, we reached this far.
"Think of all the pussy you're gonna get", whispered Harry in Matt's ear, even if we all heard him.
We all laughed then left. Tomorrow, we're leaving the houses. It's finally time to go home, that means Zayn will be away from me until next september, for school...
His parents, mine, him and me actually saved up some money and bought a cute little house not too far from school where me and Zayn will live during university.
But I'm not seeing Zayn again before the session starts... What am I going to do, seriously.
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*Zayn's pov*
I woke Mady up this morning by singing to her. I sang her favourite song, How to Save a Life by The Fray. She groaned as she rubbed her eyes.
"I don't want to leave!" She said.
"I know Mady, me too. But we need to go home, baby."
"But it sucks, because you're not going back home with me."
"I know, right. But we'll Skype, call, text, all you want to!"
"Yes. But it doesn't change the fact that you're not physically with me, and it reaaaaaally sucks."
"I know, Madeline... But we'll be together, we'll live together in a little more than four months, think about it!" (A/N okay i know this has no sense but i don't care k.)
"Yes, but it's long..."
"Think about how happy we will be. We will have our own house and little Maliks all around the house someday."
I still couldn't believe it. How could I be with HIM? He's like too cute. He's like fucking perfect.
I am the luckiest girl in the world.
Because, dude, I fell in love with Zayn Jawaad Malik.
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Okay I know it sucks a lot but it took me a long time to think about it so yeah... I know it's short, I'll update like on Saturday night if I can, or on Sunday.
I'm going to stop asking requests. I never get them. I'm starting to think to delete this story, nobody's voting, giving me feedbacks, etc...
Vote for this chapter if you don't want me to delete the whole story.
I'm sorry guys. But. Yea.
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