it's you [malik]

nine | takeout

Since we decided to go through with Brooklyn's plan to try and be apart of the tour me and the girls have been working on music non-stop.

Right after I get off work I come to the apartment and start choreographing while Nia finishes up the song. Brook won't be here until later since she has classes at five now.

"How's it coming?"

Nia is currently sprawled out on the floor of our living room with her laptop and a few notebooks by her side.

She's been talking about how she wants to be a producer and songwriter since we were kids, and she could totally do it if she got the right connections. That's another reason why I didn't fight too hard with them about not wanting to go on tour.

"Does this sound good?" she asks then starts singing over a beat that played on her laptop.

You make me feel
Like I never been in love before.
Got me wishing,
Got me hoping its real.
Cause I never had someone like you.
No, I never knew a love like you.

"Holy shit. That sounds amazing." I say completely breath taken.

It's literally only been about a day since she started writing it and I already love how it's sounding. Now, I just need to work on some choreo that it won't be too hard for them to learn and we'll be set for our "audition".

Maybe, this wont be too hard after all.

"Well, I guess we have our song.  I just have to finish up some lyrics. Then ill send you the link so you can have it whenever you need it." she states then grabs her notebook and starts scribbling and scratching out words.

Even though thing's have been fine with us preparing for Simon, I'm not really sure where me and Niall are at right now. I haven't spoke to him in about two days and, I know it's because things got left off at a weird foot at the venue the other day.

I miss him but I'm too stubborn to put my pride aside so I'll talk to him when he decides to talk to me.

"So, are you and little leprechaun still fighting?" Nia's voice sounds.

Nia always knows whats wrong with me even when I don't tell her exactly what it is. She has to be psychic or something.

"We aren't fighting, Nia. We just aren't on speaking terms." I respond then she laughs.

"Same difference. This is your first fight with him, aw." she cooed at me then I just sigh.

Honestly, I wouldn't consider this a fight. If I asked my ex if this little silent treatment was an argument he would laugh in my face.

"Whatever, fight or no fight. You aren't on good terms so, how are you going to fix it?" she asked as I sit down on the floor next to her.

"Why do I have to fix it?" I defend. "If anything he should. He hasn't called me."

"That's because you told him you needed space. He's giving you your space." she counters.

Damn, she's right.

I just dismiss the subject not wanting to stress myself out about it anymore.

If he calls me then, great. If he doesn't then that's his choice and we'll move on from there.

It had finally turned 9 and Nia and I had been dancing since about 6 o'clock. I'm honestly tired as fuck but I want to stay up until Brook comes so I can show her the choreography before we forget it.

I'm already still pissed off about this whole entire thing because it's her fault , it's like shes trying to make me hate her.

How are you going to take advantage of someones fame then be late to the rehearsal?

She's ridiculous.

I was about to just go to sleep but I hear the front door open followed by:

"Hola bitches. I know I'm late but I come with takeout."

My nose fills with the smell of sweet and sour chicken on top of fried rich and my mouth water making me realize that I haven't eaten all day.

"Where'd you get our key." I say taking it from her then digging through the bag of food then grabbing the first thing I see.

"You're welcome." she scoffs.

"And, if you must know. I got it from you're boyfriend who's downstairs waiting for you. I ran into him downstairs and he asked me to bring up the key in case you didn't want him to have it anymore."

What?

I quickly pull on a coat then go downstairs to find Niall just sitting in his car seemingly talking to himself. He doesn't see me so I walk over and knock on his window.

"What are you doing here?" I say then he waves his hand motioning for me to get in the passengers seat.

"Hey beautiful." he says softly after I climb in then close the door behind me.

"Hey handsome." I mock then he laughs.

Seeing him for the first time in two days made me realize how much I really missed him and how petty this whole "fight" is.

"I'm sorry." I blurt out.

"I didn't mean to get mad at you. I'm just dealing with alot , y'know. My life has been really up and down for the past few months with me dropping out and getting a new job. I was just overwhelmed even thinking about more things in my life changing like, possibly leaving the country and, only having 3 days to work on all of this shit for Simon."

"I understand. I don't want to force you to do anything that is going to overwhelm you or anything." he said then I just nodded.

He's such a sweetheart. I couldn't stay mad at him if I tried.

"So are we okay? I don't like not talking to you. I wanted to call but I just wanted to give you your space, so I didn't. You aren't mad still are you?" he said looking concerned then instead of answering him I leaned over the center console and pressed my lips to his.

"I hope that answered your question."

He just smiled then turned the car on pulling away from the apartment building.

"I hope you aren't doing anything important." he says eyes on the road.

"I was rehearsing." I say putting on my seatbelt.

"Well this is your night off because you won't be back till tomorrow." he smirked then grabbed my hand then placed a kiss to the back of it.