Zayn...
"Zayn wake the hell up!" The Irish accent rang through my ears. I turned my back to him and cuddled the pillow some more. "Zayn Malik I swear to god." He continued.
I hated him , if he doesn't leave in the next 5 minutes I would murder him right here right now.
Niall this time placed his hands on my side and began to shake me. "Niall fucking hell , stop it!" I yelled sitting up on the couch.
I rarely got sleep since we were on tour and all. I mean none of One Direction got sleep but I was the least who slept. Harry fell asleep anywhere , Louis slept almost all day , Liam read too much and Niall ate too much. I spent too much time online learning to hate people more.
They call themselves our fans but in reality they aren't. They just like us because of our looks. Which also explains why I'm also never on twitter , tweeting like Niall.
I haven't been home in over 3 months , because when you get a break all you want to do is sleep and hook up with some women.
I sighed and got up making my way to the back of the tour bus. (Bathroom of course)
Being Zayn Malik is complicated believe it or not . You have to deal with multiple of yelling girls and too many sleepless nights.
Ask me why I keep bringing up sleep in this.
BECAUSE I NEVER SLEEP.
My life used to be normal I swear , I was just a little wilder than I am now. I used to skip school to go to the beach or to go to a park to smoke some with my Bradford boys. Now I'm here in the bathroom of a tour bus going on my third world tour. Now I'm not complaining I promise , I enjoy this life very much but its complicated.
After I used the bathroom I stalked to my bunk , pulled out a shirt and shoes and headed back to my couch to lace the shoes up while pulling the shirt over my head.
I headed out the bus door and took in the sights. Empty parking lot.
I pulled out my box of smokes and placed one between my lips , the I lit it.
Sit down Malik , why are you standing ?
My legs moved towards the curb and I sat down smoking. Trying to get perfect smoke rings. I guess you could say I was depressed. What are the signs of depressions?
*Loss of appetite
*Feeling of emptiness
*Fatigue or decreased energy .
Those were the main i suppose , or at least the ones that showed up first on Google.
Believing you're depressed is a sign , right?
I dunno to be honest , but I'm declaring my self as depressed , deal with it.
As I finished my smoke , I got up and walked towards the only door visible from where I was. I don't know where I am right now. Its like completely strange this whole traveling thing.
Walking in through the building was like a maze , everything was dark and it felt kind of humid in here. i got my phone out and turned the flashlight on for better seeing as to where i was going.
i continued to walk through the building of boxes when suddenly the lights came on.
"Zaynie!! I've been lookin for ya!" Niall .
i turned to face him and smiled lightly. "Nialler you found me , care to tell me where we are?"
Niall chuckled and looked down at his phone. "Tampa , Florida . Zayn."
i nodded and started to walk away from him. "This the stadium?"
"Hell no , this the storage area bro." I nodded once again and continued walking through the boxes , glancing behind me to see if niall was still accompanying me and he was..
