"So where are you staying?" Zayn suddenly asked and I lifted my head off his chest.
"What do you mean... Where am I staying?"
I looked up at him and furrowed my eyebrows.
"Well you can't stay here, obviously you'll have to move back to London with me."
"Yeah yeah, right. I guess I just didn't realized this until now." I rested my head on his chest again.
"But wouldn't it be more convenient if I just stayed here for now?"
"No way! You're coming with me."
The boys had their last show on July 1st in Florida. So I had about a week time to figure this out. What was I doing? Giving up my connects here in LA to move back to the UK. I don't even know if I'll be as successful there as I'm here.
"What's wrong? I can tell you're worried."
"Well, a little bit. I mean I'm about to give up everything I've worked for so hard. I don't know if I can have the same success in the UK. Quite frankly I think it's gonna be very tough if not impossible."
No wonder I was freaking out.
I sat up and was now facing him.
"Think about my proposition. Maybe it would be better if I stayed here, for now, until I figure how to make it work back in the UK."
He sighed. He knew I was right. There was too much at stake. I just couldn't get up and leave, that'd be unprofessional and I swore to myself I'd stop being unprofessional.
"And how are we going to make it work? It's absurd, we just got together, we're supposed to spend every minute with each other and you suggest we should be thousands and thousands of miles apart?"
"I'm not suggesting anything! Just stating facts." I raised my voice for no reason.
Urgh!
"Look, you're gonna be so busy once you guys go back to London. What's the point in being in the same city but not seeing each other. I might as well stay here..."
"I'm not one bit excited over this idea. No! You're coming with me. I'll figure something out. I promised I'd make this work. Let me make it work."
He took my face in his hands and placed little flutter kisses all over. I looked him straight in the eyes and sighed.
"You're lucky I trust you."
He smiled and leaned in to kiss me passionately.
There was a knock on the door and I quickly got off the bed. I took my phone out of my pocket and casually played with it while I sat down on the couch. Zayn shook his head as he went to open the door.
"Hey Lou, what's up?"
"I was just walking around the halls and thought I should come check on you guys."
I raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Really Louis? Was that it?"
Sigh!
"No. Of course not! I was in my room with Harry and all of a sudden he shot up and said that now you probably would have to leave the US and move back to the UK and that you most likely won't like the idea. And that maybe you two would fight over this. Because Harry thinks you both are quite short tempered. And he wants us all to keep an eye on you two because if you just fight over little things you might break up." He finished and took a deep breath.
Both Zayn and I stood there, mouths wide open.
"You're so weird!"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you, Aly, I was just saying."
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