I would (one direction fanfic)[UNDER EDITING]

Remembering

Amari's POV

I woke up with the sun beaming through the curtains and groaned. All I wanted to do was sleep. That was all I ever wanted to do anymore other than work in the studio, write songs, sing, and visit that park.

I was starting to feel as though I shouldn't go back to the park. It did not help me erase the pain. All it did was make me remember the memories I had of Zayn. I couldn't tell if that's what I wanted or if I should of just stopped but deep down I knew I couldn't even if I tried.

I haven't been in the best of moods, you could say I'm depressed.

I finally manage to get out of bed and get my things ready for a shower. I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom.

I'm leaving to the studio soon to go over some last touches for the album before its released, which is one of the few things I'm ecstatic about. I basically just have to view the case and then listen to it before its stocked up at stores.

I rinsed my hair after conditioning it and started to wash my body. The warm water was soothing to my skin and it felt so relaxing. I could almost feel the anxiety being washed away with the water but of course I was stuck with it. I was stuck with my stress anxiety disorder with no idea on how I could possibly get rid of it.

I got out the shower and went and put my clothes on in my room after I dried myself. I put on boyfriend jeans that were folded at the bottom (lose fitting jeans on the leg that were tight enough that it was not uncomfortable and were perfect on the butt), a lose fitting white blouse with a white bandoo underneath, and my black bobs.

I return to the bathroom and apply foundation, mascara, and baby lips. I rub my lower and upper lip against each other to rub the colour perfectly then move on to my hair. I left my hair in its normal long lose waves and straightened the fringe that was continuing to grow out. I still wasn't sure whether I wanted to cut it again or let it grow out.

I went back into my room grabbed my bag with my necessities and walked over to the kitchen and saw no sign of Mari or Alexis.

"Girls?" I called out.

Nothing.

I went around the flat searching for them but it appeared they were not home. They probably went to Starbucks. It became their new found addiction considering how close we lived to it and it was mine as well.

I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed the pen and paper on the table next to the door that normally held our mail and wrote a note saying I left for the studio. I left it on the the fridge and as I walked past the island while I was walking out I remembered that note. I closed my eyes and held it for a bit while I shook my head in attempt to erase the memory. It seemed to work for the moment.

I locked the door and went down the hall and pushed the button for the elevator and waited patiently.

As soon as the elevator door opened I walked In and pushed the button for the lobby. The elevator slowly made its way down and soon opened.

I leave the flat in peace with no encounters of photographers, paparazzi, or lying assholes.

I hop in the car and turn on the ignition. I look around to make sure it's clear for me to leave.

As I pull away I don't want to be left alone with my thoughts so I turn on the radio only to find commercials so I flip the station to find even more commercials. I flip the station once more and hear the chuckles and voices of five familiar boys.

As I was about to turn off the radio I hear "Glad to have you. so what is this about a new single? what's it called?" The interviewer asks.

"It's titled 'I would'." Harry announces.

Memories come flashing back to me as I think of that phrase 'I would'. The phrase repeated in my head over and over and I knew exactly what my memory was with that phrase. It wasn't just a phrase. It was a song. A song that Zayn wrote. I knew it had to be him. I think I might even know part of the song..

My mind continued to flow with thoughts but I was snapped back to reality when I heard "I love her very much, I don't know what I was thinking when I walked away. I want her to know that I have never stopped loving her and that this is possible the most happiest I've been just knowing somewhere she'll hear this and know..." Zayn said. In that moment I could feel all the emotions he had mixing with mine. Longing, sadness, madness, and love.

"All I have left to say is, Amari Maisonet, I would." Zayn says and I can hear the smile in his voice.

My mind continuing to race, my eyes began to water and I finally have the courage to look up again but I wish I hadn't.

The car came crashing right into mine.

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I know it's short but I didn't want to make It longer other wise the main point of this chapter wouldn't have been so shocking. Ill make the next chapter longer for you guys c:

I HAVE MADE SOME CHANGES AND DECIDED TO MAKE THIS BOOK LONGER!

I continue to update but most likely slow ones. I'm sorry I have tons on my plate.

SHOUTOUT to the girls my cousin Mari mentioned to me that love my book! Thank you and if you read this please comment for a follow and an inbox c:

Much love, always, Amari c: