Twitta// Z.M

Twenty-Seven

DM's

Justinebishes: Sooooo, u busy 2day??

Zayn: Nah, just chilling wit my girl. Y?

Justinebishes: I was thinking about writing da song maybe?? I'm feeling extra creative today😌

Zayn: okay, sounds good. Meet you in 20?

Justinebishes: already there😂

Zayn: Okay, I'll be there soon

Justinebishes: ard

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Real life

"FUCKING ON YOUR BITCH SHE A THOT THOT" I screamed whilst spinning around in the chair.

I had just gotten done texting Zayn. I'd come up with a whole song but I didn't know if I wanted to show it to Zayn or not. It kind of had one thing to do with him but also something to do with the Elijah guy. Ever since I met him I've texted him everyday and he's basically my equal. It's fucking crazy.

"Knock, knock" a British voice spoke and my thoughts were paused.

"Hey" I said and stood from my chair, wobbling a little because of the spinning.

I walked over to Zayn and stood on my tippy-toes, hugging him with my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and chuckled. His chest vibrated against mine and I LOVED the feeling.

"How have you been?" He asked when we pulled away.

"I'm okay I guess. Been itching to come to the studio though." I shrugged.

"You?" I asked and he plopped down in the chair next to mine.

"Stressful. With the Amas coming up. Gotta find a song to preform that they approve of and an outfit. Not to mention soon we'll have to find some dancers and stuff for the show." He said and rubbed his forehead.

"Maybe if we finish this we can preform it..." I said and he nodded his head.

"That'd be cool and then it could be the 'release' for it." He said and I smiled.

"But first we have to write the song before even thinking about preforming it. Any ideas where to start?" Zayn asked and I stood up. Shyly walking to my back that was sat on a couch that was placed in the room.

"I actually wrote a song earlier today. I didn't know if you'd like it or not. But here it is." I handed him my song book and he read over the words.

I could hear him mumbling the words under his breath and a small smile was placed on his face.

"It's great. I feel like it'd be a song that's mainly you. I can kind of imagine your voice and it'll sound great." He said and I smiled.

"So shall we split up the verses and find what you'll sing?" I asked and he nodded. He took a once over the page and then read the song over and nodded.

"I think I should do the part where it says
'If you wanna leave, my girl, you better leave
I really got a lot to offer, please
She said she stay, abeg dont bother, please
I got your message, baby, don't repeat
I know your body murder but baby chill
You ain't that special baby don't believe
Cause what we have is never meant to be
No disrespect, but you set the tone' and then maybe we can both sing the rest of the song?" He spoke and I nodded. I actually wrote that part specifically for him to sing and I'm pretty sure he'd noticed that.

"Yea sounds great. Now to find a beat.."

And we began searching. It took an hour to find a beat and then another hour to add the extra stuff we thought it needed. In the end we decided it was going to be an upbeat song.

"Okay if you want, we can pull an all nighter and be done this song by tonight." Zayn said and I clapped my hands and squealed.

"Sounds great. Let me just check my phone." I said and walked over to my bag, taking it out and seeing a notification from Elijah.

Elijahtheboy: Hey beautiful👋🏾

The smile on my face grew and I typed back a smile 'wasgoodie' and walked over to my seat.

"What's got you smiling like that?" Zayn asked and I looked over at him.

"Oh nothing. Just this guy I've been talking to." I shrugged and his smile faltered a little but he quickly got up from his seat and slapped his thighs.

"I guess I'll go first?"