Chapter 33

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Zayn's POV

I'm back at home in London again, watching as my boys rolling for their tour, almost finishing it. So proud of them for doing things they have to, I pray for them so their next album could make it to be the best one. I promised Liam to join the pre-order though.

I have nothing to do in United States so I decided to go back home, reunite with my family and having a good time together. For some nights, I'm taking my mum and sisters out for dinner. They even ask me how it was going with Liam. I always answer with a smile and telling them that we are both alright.

But every time I ask them back about what did Liam do and plan, they just shrug it off. "Soon you'll know," they say. I have to rolling my eyes at their answers then and there.

"I just cannot wait till my album is out, Mum." I say softly. "But at the same time I'm so afraid that people won't like me this way."

"Sweetie, don't think about it. Just do what you want to do and don't listen to what people saying. They have no right to bring you down."

I let out a sigh, no matter how I want to be careless to anyone I will always ended up paying attention to them. It is just sick. I really want to dig a very deep and big hole and bury myself in.

I'm satisfied with all I've been doing, I do. But what if my music seemed boring or cheap? What should I do if I couldn't make it? I just really want to be an independent and make people proud by me, I want to show them what the real music is to me.

"Mum, are you proud of me?" I ask her bluntly.

She raises her eyebrows, "why do you even have to question it?". I shake my head and growl. "I don't know, I'm just- I want to know that's all."

"Honey, I am very proud of you. We're all proud of you because, how couldn't we? You've went so far then came home with everything we couldn't ask for more. You made your own wish comes true. You've been working so hard for a dear life, Zayn."

I watch as her explain to me, I can feel my tears are about to roll down my face. "But I couldn't be more proud of myself." She says. I furrow my eyebrows together in the middle, "why?"

"Thank me later for dragging you out of the bed at that day." She smiles proudly, I let out a soft laugh through the tears. "Thanks, Mum."

We're hugging tight like we're gonna lose each other. But it does feel good to be in my mother's arms, I'd like to stay like this forever. She is the first to pull away, then she pulls me to lay down on her lap. She strokes my hair, it makes me feel like sleeping.

"So you and Liam, are alright?" She chuckles. I let out a tiny groan, "Mum it's been the millionth time you ask about me and Liam." Honestly, my mother just likes to tease me when it's about my relationship. But I'm glad though, because it means she's happy with the person I choose.

She pinches my nose and I let out a squeak. "You've grown up really well," she says. "But you will always be my baby."

"Don't worry Mum, I'm not going anywhere until I'm ready." I look up at her, reassuring her with my words though I'm a bit confused. She smiles and wipes the tears out of her soft cheeks with her thumb.

"Oh, Sunshine. If only you know."

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