(Days gone: twenty-six)
"What do you mean you had time off?"
"I mean, I had two weeks off before we came over to the states."
"Why didn't you come home?"
"Look Lenny, it's not-"
"Zayn."
"I couldn't come home, okay? Management wouldn't let us."
"Bull shit."
"They wanted us all to get flats in London. We thought we would be able to go home after we got settled. I can't just tell my bosses no."
"Management is an ass."
"Exactly."
"I just miss you- a lot actually."
"I miss you more- hey, Lennon, don't cry. I'll try my hardest to be home soon, okay?"
"Okay."
A/N
Okay so, I KNOW my dates don't exactly match up with real life. But seriously, who cares? This is FICTION.
YOU ARE READING
Distance / / z.m.
FanfictionLate night Phone calls between a boy living the dream and the girl he left back home.