Not So Much Love

I Think I'm Just PMSing

Date: November 21st, 2015

It's five months into Zayn and Alex's relationship and things were almost falling apart at the seams. With Zayn touring and Alex stuck in her hometown, Leeds, they weren't able to be a proper couple. On top of all that, there was that one girl who flooded the stories, intervening with the twos relationship.

Alex turns to look at her clock; 2:12 am. She sighs, wondering what a good nights' rest feels like in this moment. She's been a restless sleeper for the month of November, as all she does is lay awake at night, relaying every rumor she's read in tabloids.

'Zayn Malik with yet another mystery girl?!' 'Zayn Malik cheating on small town girlfriend?'

Alex rolls over and grabs her phone, dialing Aubrey's number.

"Hello," A guy's voice says on the other end.

"Uh," Alex debates on whether or not it's safe to ask for Aubrey. Then, hears Aubrey's voice in the background shouting, "Give it back! It's my phone-"

"Give the phone to Aubrey please," Alex says impatiently.

"God damn Patrick," Aubrey answers breathless, "sorry, what's wrong?"

Alex takes a deep breath, "I'm not sure why it's getting to me it just is..."

"Wait, what, who,"

"All these rumors are getting to me, I don't know why, these things never get to me, and I don't know why it is now. I feel like I haven't slept all month because of this, Aubrey, I don't know what to do."

"Aw, I feel bad for you," Aubrey says sympathetically, "hey, I have an idea," she perks up fairly quickly.

"And that is? Oppress me, my emotions that is, to a magazine or tabloid in hopes Zayn will read it and smarten up? If so, it's a no from me today," in the last part of Alex's sentence, she attempted to mock Simon Cowell's voice. While waiting for Aubrey's response, she just receives an awkward silence. "...Aubrey?"

"Oh sorry, I was just taking a moment of silence to reminisce your un-logical guess and bad Simon Cowell impression," she giggles.

"Well then," Alex mumbles in a deep, nasally voice, "what did you have to say?"

"I was going to say, I want to come down there to see you. Truth be told, I've been putting some money aside to come visit. I only need a couple more dollars extra, just in case, you know? I'm sure giving a few blow jobs and working my corner should do it." Alex and Aubrey laugh a bit, only a bit, considering Aubrey may or may not be serious.

"I'm buying an open-ended ticket," she adds, "so I can stay as long as you like. I'm sure none will miss me too much. Besides, it's almost Christmas beak."

"Aubrey, it's not even the end of December,"

"Ssh, what's wrong with a long-ass vacation?" Alex laughs, thanking Aubrey for wanting to visit so badly.

"Okay, well see you soon," Alex sighs as she ends the conversation with Aubrey. Being comforted by the thought of her friend's company, Alex takes one last glance at the clock, which reads 2:49 am, and closes her eyes to rest.

"Paola, I'm now even sure," Alex was saying to her friend over Skype. "I mean, yeah, I like him, I'm pretty sure he likes me. I mean, he did shout it out loud in a grocery store... But yeah, I think I'm just PMSing, because I normally don't care about these things." Alex honestly did not know why everything was bothering her so much. She sighed to the thought.

"You probably are, I know you don't care about those things. But he is famous, so I don't think it would hurt to ask, like, guys can get all like "you don't trust?!" Way, so try to apply it?" Her friend, Paola was on the other line of the Skype call, Paola lives in Texas, and is a big fan of the boys.