Once in a Lifetime (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 42. Once in a Lifetime.

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Song.

"Unconditionally" by Katy Perry

Chapter 41

Mia's POV

There was nothing more painful than being heartbroken twice. Especially when it happened because of the same reason as the first.

I didn't even know how I started to harbor this many feelings for Zayn. He was immature and he always gave me a hard time. He was irresponsible, irrational, and utterly stubborn.

But when I closed my eyes, all I saw was him. He filled my thoughts 24/7. He made my heart flutter like no other. Was it because of his rugged attractiveness that drew me in?

Why did I love Zayn?

It was now one hour from take off, and I've been sitting here, at the O'Hare airport, swallowing back tears and trying to distract myself with anything that didn't remind of Zayn Javadd Malik.

Except it was kind of hard when you kept reminding yourself to forget the person when you want to forget. It was a torturous circle.

I had nothing, no one to turn to except for my phone which I didn't even have the motivation to look at. Social media was the last place I wanted indulge myself in. I just wanted to be by myself, sulking and eating nothing but mint chocolate chip ice cream in my living room, on my couch, watching another episode of Friends.

My eyes roamed across the waiting area and stopped at two teenage girls, sitting in front of me, who looked around fifteen or sixteen, leaning in closely together, sharing headphones. It reminded me so much of Perrie and I when we were close. We used to go to each other's houses every day after school and listen to the Spice Girls and do our school work. Not really work but sang with a hairbrush as we danced around the bedroom.

The nostalgic memory brings a reminiscent smile on my lips. I wonder how she's doing. Probably busy avoiding me. I would hate me too if I was her.

Out of nowhere, the two girls started squealing at the top of their lungs, making me chuckle.

One of the girls started talking to her friend, "Oh my god! This is without a doubt my favorite song of the album. There are so many emotions pouring out and every time I hear it, I want to cry!"

"It's alright. I like his other song better. I think it's called "Lovely" or something like that," the brunette girl said. Maybe they were sisters.

"No way. Didn't you hear the story behind this song?" The other blonde girl shakes her head. "In the album cover thingy, he wrote that this song was dedicated to someone he fell in love with and it's not Perrie."

"Then who is it?"

"No one knows. He wrote down that it was for like his true love, and I literally died reading that."

I tuned out of their conversation, afraid that I would start assuming things again. They couldn't possibly be listening to what I think they were listening to. It's impossible.

My song?

I closed my eyes briefly to try and recall the lyrics of the song. But only for a short second. I already told myself to forget Zayn because we could never be together regardless of what our feelings towards each other meant. We crossed the line but now we had to turn back, except the line was even thicker this time.

And assuming that what Zayn felt for me wasn't love, that's what hurt me the most. That he only felt forced to love me. That because with Perrie gone, I felt like a replacement. I felt like the second option. I felt that our love wasn't real. He didn't love me for me, he only felt grateful and the only way he could repay me was to return my feelings. That's why he felt like he loved me, right?