Zayn
It seemed never-ending, the tour started tomorrow in town, but the prep had been going on forever that it seemed as though tomorrow would never come. At the same time, it seemed like it was speeding toward us like a freight train. I contemplated begging Joelle to come along, but in the end I knew it would only make her uncomfortable. An environment where the majority of people were screaming teenage girls wasn't something I could see her getting excited for. She was also so against the public knowing of our relationship and I knew that rumors would fly immediately if a girl was spotted where the friends and family usually watched from. Especially if she traveled with us, eventually someone would pick up on it.
I kept my eyes down as I walked through the halls of the Syco building, since I had been called in last minute to discuss some kind of tour thing. I honestly don't even know why I had to go in, but they had insisted. It had only lasted a few moments, and no one even acknowledged my existence for half of it. Sometimes I wondered why we had to attend things like that, when they were either telling us what to do or to talk about us like we weren't even there.
"Have a good night, Zayn." Quickly glancing up, I was surprised to see the blonde there. Capris smiled at me as she slung her bag over her shoulder and swung her car keys around her fingers.
"What were you doing here?" I asked, not even thinking about the way I said it. It came out a bit rude, I guess.
"Wow," she bit her lip as she struggled to conceal a laugh. "I got called by your management. I'm sorry?"
"Sorry, didn't mean to say it like that. You're just one of the last people I would expect to be here this late at night." I fell into step with her. As we reached the doors, I held it open for her. She nodded her thanks.
"It is pretty late, I wasn't expecting to be there that long. I thought it was going to be a ten minute meeting, and it ended up being over an hour. Is that what it's always like?" She seemed a lot more peppy than when we had all gone bowling. There were two reasons that could be: her meeting had gone extremely well or she had been a bit nervous when out with us. Both seemed equally plausible.
We reached the parking lot and she was about to head into the dark depths, and I stopped her. "Let me walk you to your car. You never know who's going to be out here this late."
"I don't mind, I'm quite an independent girl. Did you drive?"
"Don't have a license, but my driver's not here yet anyway. I'll walk you, I'd feel more comfortable if you didn't walk alone." I said in a tone that said no arguing, and she shrugged her shoulders. "So what'd you go in for?"
"Oh, I see. You're not worried about my wellbeing, you were just being a curious person." Capris nodded as if she just cracked a large case. She didn't even give me time to protest, she turned her head to smile at me before going back to looking ahead. "They want the songs to be written and finished in the next few months. Puts a bit of pressure on all of us, so they basically gave me a take all or leave all."
"Explain?" I asked since we were still walking toward her car. She had parked quite far away, from the looks of it. It was strange for me, I wasn't used to having to walk much to a car since my driver usually met me at the front of wherever I was. He doubled as my bodyguard, so he never left me alone for too long unless it was somewhere like Syco where he knew I would be fine. It'd been a while since I had done something as normal as walk around a parking garage, and to be honest, it was kind of something I missed. Not the musky smell or the fear creeping into you at every turn, but being normal enough to park in a place where there were no special signs for you.
