An hour after the interviewI heard a knock on my door, I got up and opened it to find Zayn smiling. "Hey babe", I said kissing his cheek, "come on in." I sit on my bed and blush a bit. "So did you hear our interview?" he asked winking. "Yeah and is it true, you really love me?" Zayn nodded and smiled "yes it's true". I giggled a bit. "Can you pass me my phone I need to check twitter." Zayn paused "um who needs twitter anyway." I started to worry, "what happened?" I ask looking at my twitter account, as I scrolled through the tweets, I looked at mean ones saying "if you hurt Zayn you will get a punch in the face." Tears started sreaming down my cheeks. Zayn came to my bed and comforted me, "Don't worry babe I'll set them straight when I get to the hotel." He kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. I looked into his eyes "what about the tour how are we going to handle being apart?" I said crying softly. "You can come on tour with us." he said smiling "You can bring Jessie, Harry has been missing her like crazy" I looked at him and smiled "that would be amazing but what about my family and my other friends?" Zayn just smiled "don't worry babe we'll ask them together" and after that he kissed me softly.
