The Way You Make Me Feel [z.m.]

Titanium

March 23

It was three in the morning when we walked through LAX, paparazzi's cameras flicking at the sight of me and Mackenzie, as she held onto my arm and carried Colby in the other while I had my suitcase in my hand.

'Welcome to LA!'

They shouted.

"Thank you." I spoke, hoping that after saying something they'd leave, but they didn't. This was their job.

A black car stopped in front of us and I opened the door for Mackenzie, having her and Colby go in first before I did. Always be the gentlemen.

I closed the door and soon the car started driving to Mackenzie's house where her grandmother and father stayed.

"You nervous?" Mackenzie turned to me after she placed a sleeping Colby on her lap.

I shrugged, knowing that she knew how I felt. I was very nervous.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

She grabbed my hand and lightly squeezed it in order to calm me down. Let's see how this goes.

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"Dad, this is Zayn. Zayn, this is my dad."

I reached my hand out and was met by Mackenzie's father's hand. It wasn't as awkward as I thought it'd be, thank god. But I was still keeping my guard up just in case he made a mistake with her.

"It's nice to meet you officially, son. You can call me Robert, Rob for short." He smiled and I could tell that he wasn't faking it. I knew because I remember when Mackenzie used to fake a smile in the beginning of our relationship, just berly getting to know each other.

"It's nice to meet you,too." I smiled back.

He nodded and let go of my hand. I could tell he had just recently died his hair black by how shiny it looked, and he had a beard beginning to grow he berly shaven a day or two ago. He had the same brown eyes as Mick except darker. He looked pretty well for his age since he was just berly turning 40.

"I guess I'll let you two get some sleep, I'm sure both of you will be busy later on in the day."

Mackenzie and I nodded and he smiled one more time before heading upstairs into his guest bedroom.

"You wanna eat?" Mackenzie asked after we heard the door close upstairs.

"Nah, I just want some sleep." I shook my head, I was really fucking tired.

Mackenzie smiled and nodded before grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. "Come on, then."

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"Come on Colby." I heard someone say in the bedroom.

I was laying shirtless, in boxers with the quilt over my body. The space next to me was empty, indicating that Mackenzie was already awake.

"No, let daddy sleep." The same feminine voice spoke again.

I opened one eye before opening the other and saw what the commotion was all about. Mackenzie was standing in the doorway, holding onto Colby's collar so he wouldn't enter the room.

"Hey, I'm sorry we woke you." She said when she noticed me staring. "I tried to leave silently but he heard me and now he wants to come inside." She explained. "I wanted you to stay asleep longer because of the flight and how tired you are."

I shook my head, rubbing my eyes before sitting up on the bed. "It's fine, babe," I yawned.

"Really?" She asked. "Cause I know how much of a non morning person you are." She smiled, still holding onto Colby.