Youtuber - Ziall

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"Goodnight Boston!" The dark haired male yelled in the microphone as the crowd went crazy. Waving to them, Zayn ran off the stage quickly.

He was panting softly as he downed a bottle of water, wiping his sweating forehead.

"You were great," His best friend said, clapping his hands and Zayn grinned.

"Thanks Li, " he said, glad that he had someone here for him. Sure, there were many people around him working and such but he needed a friend really.

"Are we flying back tonight, though?" Liam asked from the couch he was sitting in the dressing room, rubbing his eye sleepily since it was past midnight.

"Yeah, I've promised Niall to join him to the gym tomorrow, " He mumbled, joining him in the couch.

Liam let out a sigh and Zayn completely understood him. It wasn't easy flying place to place in such a short period. They had came to Boston just the previous day and now they had to already leave and go back to England which is twelve hours away. It wasn't easy at all. But Zayn couldn't say no to Niall nor no to the chance of meeting him again, really. The male started to get used to him already even if they've hung out just two times.

"Come on, we should go." Zayn said when he looked at the time, getting up and ignoring his whiny friend.

Exiting the back door, they soon made it to the plane and took their seats. It was a private one so it was just the two of them, the pilot and some of the crew.

Liam was already asleep on Zayn's shoulder within a few minutes and Zayn sighed since he wasn't sleepy yet. He decided to go online, posting a tweet about how awesome the concert was and, after posting a picture of Liam sleeping on him, he put his headphones on. He rested his head against the window and relaxed at the sound of the music.

..

Zayn woke up to the sound of his name being called repeatedly and someone shaking his shoulders. He yawned quietly as he opened his eyes, noticing a wide awake Liam.

"We're landing in a few minutes," Liam announced, shoving a cookie in his mouth and taking a sip of what seemed like a coffee to Zayn.

The young popstar groaned softly and sat up a little, stretching his body. Plane seats were definitely not comfortable to sleep and his whole body was hurting now.

The two boys were soon out of the plane, making their way to the car in which the driver was waiting for them.

just landed. what time are you free today? x

The first thing that Zayn did was text Niall. He bit his lip a little, waiting for a reply as he tap his feet and lean back against the car seat.

i'm free now, if you're not tired. :) x

well, i'm not too tired but tired enough for the gym. maybe we could just have lunch and go to the gym tomorrow?

Zayn suggested, leaving the phone on the seat to give Liam a quick hug as he got out of the car and went to his house.

sure! wanna go to the small restaurant next to the park?

uh. it wouldn't be safe actually, you know..

Zayn sighed and those were some of the days he hated his job. Sure, he loved singing and all but he wished he could have a normal life, without people stalking him and taking pictures of him the whole time.

i could pick you up and we could go to my place?

sounds nice. x

Zayn grinned and told his driver Niall's address as he looked out of the window, being all excited. Yet his mind went to his house. Was it clean? He couldn't remember tidying up before leaving for the concert. Even though he was rich, he didn't like the idea of having someone else cleaning his house or even cooking for him. He was doing everything on his own, well, if he was ever doing them, being a typical lazy man.