Mind of ZAYN ✔️ Zarry

ch. 22 ✏

Zayn

I'm currently sitting on the sofa in my bedroom and watching Gigi as she sleeps soundly. It's Tuesday. And hell, I miss Harry already. Three more days before I could see him. I sighed. I'm thinking of how would I fix this. How would I end this thing with Gigi? I know it should be so easy, but we were together for two almost three years now. And the fact that we don't love each other. But still, I'm thinking of what Harry told me about her. I know a lot of people hate her. They disliked her about doing such promos and using me for her popularity, but it isn't.
That's her life. Her job. And her passion. But of course, people are always searching for something just to prove their hate against one person. And it isn't fair. When I left the band, I received a lot of hate from the world. Even though they don't know the real story behind it, they have said mean things against me, said that I didn't deserve to be in the band, that I don't deserve all the things I have now. Up until now that the world already knows that we're coming back, still, people are against it. Not all. But there are so many. And people should know what the artists' life is. It's show business. They make accusations, and damn! We don't have the chance to tell the whole story.

And because of that, I want to end things with Gigi now. Because I can't stand that she's receiving hate when she doesn't deserve it. I've been there. I know the feeling. I know what she and her family's reaction will be. But, it's best for us. And why would you keep on holding on when you don't love the person? I love Gigi. Yes. But not love. We've been good friends and partners. I respect her. I know she is expecting so much from me, but I don't want her to. We never said I love you's to each other. We're just being sweet and caring, and we understand each other. So I hope if the day that I'll end up things with her, she'll understand.

And I'm thinking of telling her about me and Harry. It's still on my mind. Because she'll eventually know it when the day that I and Harry are going to be married. But it would be best if I tell her right away? Or will I just let it be?

I ran my hand through my hair. I sighed. I probably think of the best way to tell her. She might just freak out.

I sit back straight when I saw her switch position. He let out a little yawn and then blinked her eyes. I smiled a little.

"Zayn? You're still awake?" She asked sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"What's the time?" She asked.

"It's 1:45 am," I answered her.

"Why aren't you asleep? Aren't you tired or something?" She asked looking at me.

"I am. But I can't sleep." I said getting up from the couch and sitting beside her.

"Oh, you want a cuddle so you can sleep?" She asked spreading her arms and smiling widely. I chuckled.

"Okay., I answered as we lay down. She wrapped her arm around my chest while I do mine on her waist.

I sighed. Sorry for this, Gigi. I'll make this right. For you, and Harry, and me.

***

It's already Thursday and I'm getting excited for the weekend. We're planning to hang out in Manchester. That will be awesome.

Right now I'm spending some free time with Gigi here in New York. Earlier we went shopping and now, we're in one of the most delicious pancake shops in the city.

I took my phone from my pocket. I can't help it. I opened my contacts and texted Harry.

To Harry: Hey beautiful

I mentally smirk and wait for a reply. I wonder what he's doing at this moment. I glance at Gigi and saw her busy eating and talking about her fashion show for the next month in London. I just nod and smile as a response. I don't want her to feel that I'm not interested and that I don't appreciate her presence.