How It All Fell Into Place.. (Zerrie story)

What Is He Going To Do?

James's P.O.V

To think that I had everything sorted out with the boys was an understatement. The same day the boys had sorted everything out, I had gotten a visit from Yaser Malik.

Why?

He doesn't accept Zayn and Perrie together.

Why?

He doesn't like the fact that Perrie's not Muslim.  

Is he stupid?

Hell yes he is. He can't see that his son is happy, and that he wont be breaking up with her anytime soon.

But he's not giving up on trying. Every day since Saturday I've had a visit from Yaser. I don't think he understands that I have no power over the boys relationships. That's up to the big bosses, and right now they are happy with all three. On the rare occasion that Yaser didn't visit, I'd call up Tricia to make sure everything is alright.

Apparently not.

Yaser hasn't been home since Saturday, and he's really pissed off. I've asked him multiple times why he doesn't accept Zayn and Perrie's relationship, but he just brushes it off and starts yelling at me to do something about it. Maybe, if he gave me a valid reason why he doesn't accept them, then maybe something can be done. He hasn't done that, so I haven't done anything.

I'm just dreading the day that I do.

*****

Last Saturday

I was just sitting in my chair, sorting out papers when the door burst open. I jumped in shock; normally my workers would knock, as that's what I've told them to do. I look up and instead of one of my workers, I see Yaser Malik. To say I was shocked was an understatement, but I think I knew the reason of why he was here.

"James! I want something done about my son and that princess girlfriend of his!" He yelled. I wasn't accustomed to yelling, so I asked him to calm down and to take a seat.

"No. Do something about it! Heck, you're their manager you should be able to do these things!" Yaser shouted.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malik, but I'm not in control of the boys' relationships. That is up to the bosses upstairs." I explained. It's true, all the managers of all the artists we've signed are all controlled by the big guys, but they've assigned smaller bosses to talk directly to the artists. The boys are lucky to have me; I understand what they're going through, as I was in a not-as-popular boyband like them. Some others aren't so fortunate.

Little Mix have John; he's OK but when he gets angry you need to watch out.
Ed Sheeran has Kate; now she's a real bitch to him but always tries to get in his pants.
Justin Beiber has Mikaela; she's a snobby little brat who doesn't care about Justin, only how much she's getting paid.
5 Seconds of Summer have Mark and Stefanie; Mark is OK but has Multiple Personality Disorder so you need to watch out for when his personality changes, while Stefanie couldn't care less about the boys.

So really, One Direction have it lucky. They don't have an obnoxious, snobby and careless manager.

Mr. Malik was still fuming; at this point I knew I'd be getting more and more visits from him.

"Mr. Malik, I'm afraid I've already told you. Your sons relationship with Miss Edwards is none of my business. I'm sorry." I said, shuffling some papers before placing them back onto my desk. This made Yaser Malik even more aggravated.

"Well then make it your bloody business!" He shouted rather loudly, before stalking out the door.

*****

Present Time

I hadn't gotten a single word through to Yaser Malik on any of those days that he's rudely interrupted my office work. I was in the middle of making the details for One Direction's new tour, Where We Are, when the door barged open yet again. I didn't flinch. I've gotten used to the loud BANG that was present when Yaser slammed open the door. I had security on standby, so if Yaser got too close then they'll be ready to come in and take him away, probably to the police station to get a restraining order.

"Hello, Mr. Malik." I say, not looking up from my paperwork.

"James," he snarled, "you haven't done shit since I've been here Saturday!"

I shuffled my papers back into a neat pile before finally looking at him square in the eye.

"Because, Yaser, I have no control over your son's relationship with Perrie. If you want something done about it, go and ask the bosses upstairs. But then again, I'm pretty sure they'd ignore you too." I say, getting a bit too sassy at the end. I saw Yaser's nostrils flare up, so as a safety precaution for myself, I placed my hand on the button that will call security.

"Well I don't want to go to the boss upstairs because you should do that for me!" Yaser yelled.

"And I told you, that if they wanted Zayn and Perrie to break up, they would do something about it in less time than you can say your full name." I  retorted.

"Yaser. Malik." He snarled, pausing in between those two words. I checked my watch and thought for a moment.

"Oh, you were too slow I'm afraid. Try again tomorrow!" I fake cheer, before pushing the button as he tries to come near me. My security come in and grab him from behind and take him away.

He was getting on my nerves from visiting everyday, so whether or not he attacked me today I would've still pressed the button.

They left with the loudness of yelling and shouting, and I was glad that I didn't have to put up with Yaser yelling in my face anymore.

I sat back in my swivel chair and spun around to look outside to the view over London. It truly was amazing- day and night.

I put the paperwork back in its respectful folder and back into the filing cabinet. I grabbed my bag before locking everything up. I needed to head home to my wife and kids because they asked me to spend more time with them, which I cant really blame them for. I took the train home and as soon as I stepped in the front door, my son Daniel came running up to me.

"Hi Daddy!" He yelled before jumping up, me catching him as we hugged.

"Hello, Danny. How was your day at school, huh? Why don't you tell Daddy all about it?" I say, putting him down and grabbing his hand, leading him into the kitchen where Joanne was making dinner. I quickly kissed her cheek before I sat down with Daniel as he chatted about his day at school.

Don't get me wrong, I loved talking to Danny about his school, but I couldn't help but wonder why Yaser was so committed to break up Zayn and Perrie. I mean, they are happy together, why cant he let them be?

I needed to sort this out quickly, before Yaser does something stupid, and makes Zayn hate him forever.

(A/N- heeyyyoooo guuyyysss!! lol its been what, a month since ive updated? probably lost a lot of readers bc I haven't updated but idc! I have my reasons tho, I have a picture story book due tomorrow for English so ive been drawing in that, I have maths that is probs due tomorrow but idk and I have a hums thing to do with Antarctica and a science thing to do with rube Goldberg. don't ask me who he is coz idk. anyways, now you know that im jam-packed with homework, you'll forgive me! -its also bc ive been a lazy shit but ya know, shhh- what do you think yaser is going to do? bc I have no idea! ahaha anyways, I thought you guys might like what its like to see it in James' pov bc ya know, managers have it tough too. sorry if its shorter than normal, nothing really exciting in James' life unfortunately. anyways, see ya'll soo! Peace out!)

(P.S- sorry for the long authors note.... :/ )