Rock Me (A Zayn Malik/One Direction Story)

Rock Me (A Zayn Malik/One Direction Story) 8

     I made it back to the house and spent most of my time going to interviews and ignoring Zayn. I could tell he was confused but he seemed to respect my need for space and backed off. I had become closer with Niall because he and Becs had immediately hit it off and I spent so much time with her. Ed was coming over to share a song he had written for the boys and to work with me a little, Taylor said she was swinging by with him. I was sitting in on the porch when they finally pulled up, surrounded by notebooks with my guitar on my lap.

     “Hey girlie!” Taylor squealed, plopping herself down next to me, picking up one of my notebooks and flipping through it.

     “Hey Tay, oh you have to read through this song, I kept thinking of you!” I squealed, pulling open another notebook and flipping to a song called ‘Red’ that I had written with her in mind. She immediately emersed herself in the song, not saying a peep while I greeted Ed. Ed leaned over Taylor’s shoulder to read.

     “Wow. That is really Taylor.” Ed said, humming along as Taylor started singing it.

     “I love you! I freaking love you!” Taylor squealed, hugging me. I waved her off and told her to take the notebook with her. The boys started filing out onto the porch, clapping Ed on the back in greeting and the boys went off to work on the song Ed had written, as we only had a few days before we were flying off to New York to record. Taylor and I stayed out on the porch and played over her new song and went over some of my other lyrics to play with them a bit. Taylor and I had met about a year ago and while we were totally different personality wise, we clicked as writers. We got totally lost in the music and didn’t get out of our music world until the boys came bouncing back out onto the porch.

     “How did it go?” Taylor asked, smiling up at the boys.

     “Great. Zayn actually finished up the parts that I had been questioning. Your song writing expertise has rubbed off on him.” I glanced towards Zayn and immediately regretted it because his eyes seared straight through me into my soul. I tore my eyes away when Taylor dragged me away, skipping towards her car.

     “Don’t lose him because you’re being stupid. I know that Red is about him and you can’t deny it.” Taylor said, kissing my cheek before piling into her car with Ed and waving as she drove off. I stood there, staring after her, knowing just how right she was.

I turned away and followed everyone back into the house and shutting myself up in my room until it was time to leave for New York. We all piled onto One Direction’s private jet, all crashing around where ever we could find room to sleep. Zayn stayed as far away from me as he could, causing my mood to drop. Becs woke me up before we landed, telling me to get ready, as we would be going straight to an interview while the boys got to go get settled in the hotel. I groaned and let Becs do my makeup and Hails floated around fixing my hair.

“So, this is your last interview before you go into hibernation and start really pounding out your record, am I right?” The interviewer asked, already getting through the typical questions and getting Hayley to reveal that she and Liam had recently become close, but Becs had cut her off before she could admit to dating him, knowing that we’d have to keep that a secret until management gave us the okay.

“Yeah, we’re really excited to get back in the studio, we always have so much fun. It’ll be about a month long process of just hanging out and making music.” I said, forcing a smile when Hails jabbed me with her finger.

“And One Direction is recording with you?”

“Not with us, with us, but in the room next door, yes.” Becs confirmed, glancing over at me.

“You’ve all gotten really close, I heard that Rain has helped them write most of their songs, as well as breezing through your new playlist. AND rumor has it that she wrote a new song for Taylor Swift. You’ve been busy. But rumor has it that you collapsed? Any comment on that?”

“I got exhausted and dehydrated. When I’m writing I tend to go into this very small world where nothing else matters and I don’t seem to take very good care of myself.” I said, trying to laugh it off. I was wearing down, I just wanted to crawl back into my cocoon and only come out when I was needed for recording.

“So any guys or gals in your lives? We all know about Hayley and Liam.” The hostess winked, causing Becs to sigh dramatically.

“No wonderful lady in my life right now, I’m just sticking with my Ray-Ray.”

“No guys, I seem to be great at being Becs not so lesbian lover!” I joked, linking hands with Becs as we both laughed.

“Well good luck with your recording! Glad to have you on!” The hostess signed off and we dragged ourselves back to the hotel.

We got mobbed the second we set foot outside and ended up pulling off our heels and sprinting to get in the back entrance of the hotel where we would be staying. We burst into the door, slamming it shut and locking it behind us, collapsing on the floor panting.