I'll Be Here for Forever || z.m.

Chapter One

The last concert was absolutely exhilerating. The crowd was chanting 'Kendall, Kendall, Kendall' and I didn't want it to end. It was my second headlining tour, and I had enjoyed every second of it. I had missed my friends and my family of course, especially my brother, Louis.

The media didn't really know Louis was my brother, though we didn't really try to keep it a secret. I tried not to publicize my last name and he didn't really say anything about me in interviews because we didn't want people to think I got famous because of him and vice versa.

Louis and I were pretty close, since we were reletively close in age. I was also good friends with his band, thought I hadn't seen them in a while. I had just finished the last show on my tour when I get a call from Niall. "Tommy!"

"Niall!"

"So, we have a surprise for you..."

"Oh boy, what is it?" I ask, flopping down on bed in my hotel room. The comforter puffed up around me and slightly muffled my voice. I regretted moving so fast because my headache from this morning kicked up again.

"Open your door."

I sighed and got up, expecting flowers or a giant teddy bear. It was none of the above, but I was still happy about my surprise.

I ran to Louis and hugged him. I hadn't seen him since Christmas eight months ago! "Good to see ya Dolly."

"You too, Lolly!" Those were our nicknames for eachother.

Then there was Niall.. "Kendalalala!"

"Niall!" I jumped into his arms, having missed him so much.

It was Harry who came next, lifting me off the ground in a hug. "Kenny!"

"Styles! I missed you!"

"I missed you too!"

Then Liam came in. "Kendall!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms around me.

"Liam!"

Next there was Zayn. My knees turned to jelly. His eyes were the brightest, sparkly brown, his tanned, muscular arms on display for the world to see in his white v-neck tee shirt. Oh, god, he drove me nuts. In a good way. He snaked his arms around my waist and I put my own arms around his neck.

We had known eachother for a while, since One Direction had been put together on X Factor, and we had been... close... ever since. I hadn't seen him in a while, since we had both been on seperate tours. We were always texting, but it also wasn't uncommon for me to always be texting the other boys, too.

"Hey Tommy," He whispered into my blonde hair.

"Hey, Zayn," I breathed.

The boys 'ooo'ed and 'ahh'ed.

"Get a room," Harry whooped.

They all laughed except Zayn. I blushed.

Niall said he brought food, though I hadn't seen him bring it in. He went out into the hall and came back with three pizza boxes and multiple yellow shopping bags that said "thank you" ten times.

"What did you get?" I laughed.

"Pizza, Chinese, and ice cream," Niall grinned.

"We couldn't decide," Liam piped up.

We all laughed as we dug into our food. It was all delicious, exept for the meat, but especially the ice cream. I was a vegetarian, and planned on staying that way. I was hungry because I hadn't eaten since this morning when I lost my breakfast. What an unpleasant way to start off the day.

"So, Kenny, how have you been?" Harry asked me, whiping his mouth on his sleeve.

I laughed, handed him a napkin, and answered, "I've been well. My tour went great, and I've been tied up with a movie deal, but I'm not sure if I'm going to get it."

"I'm sure you will," Liam said.

"What movie is it?" Louis asked.

"It's called Rain on My Parade or something," I shrugged, taking a bight of my pizza. "It's about this girl who lives in a town where it always rains and she's depressed and she tries to kill herself and her best friend who just happens to be a boy saves her and they get married or something, I don't know."

"Let me guess.. You're playing the depressed girl?" Zayn asked.

"Why would you guess that? Do I look depressed?" I flashed him the biggest grin I could muster, smiling from ear to ear.

"No, no I suppose not..." He laughed, hugging me. We were sitting on the floor in a circle, the table nor the couch being big enough for us. I was in between Zayn and Louis.

Harry winked at us, and no, not the normal wink where you just blink one eye, a full on, obnoxious, opening your mouth as wide as you can, and shutting your eye, and holding like that for thirty seconds. That was so Harry.

I stuck my toungue out at him and he raised his hands in surrender.

"Whatever," I hissed jokingly.

He kept his hands held high.

When most of the food was gone everyone agreed that they were full, and I asked if they were staying here for tonight.

"No, we have a hotel room. We're right next door." Liam told me.

"How long are you guys in New York for?" I asked, wanting to spend some time with them before we returned to London. We all lived in London, but, when we went back, we were back to work.

"Depends," Lou shrugged. "Maybe a week or two? How long will you be here?"

"I'll be here for the next two weeks, doing interviews and photo shoots." I sighed.

"What's wrong with photo shoots? They do your hair and everything." Zayn smiled. Oh god, that smile.

"I don't mind the photo shoots as much as I mind the annoying interviewers. I only like Ellen." I laughed. "That reminds me! I'll be on Ellen on Tuesday!"

We all laughed, and agreed that we were all tired and should go to bed. It was only midnight, but they were exausted from their flight and I was exausted from my concert.

They helped me clean up and each gave me a kiss on the cheek goodnight, Zayn's lingering on my skin. I shut the door behind them, exhaling. This was going to be a fun two weeks.

I changed out of my skirt into sweat pants, and out of my crop top and into a cotton tank top. I layed on my bed, flipping through the horrible hotel channles, until I found ABCFamily, and stopped there because they were playing the Parent Trap. I laid down, suspiciously nauseas from eating so much. I was up to the part where they were pranking eachother, when I heard a knock on the door.

Who could that be? I thought to myself. I stood on my tip toes to see who it was, but gave up because I was too short. I just unlocked and opened the door.

"Zayn?"

"Can we talk?" He asked.

"Sure, come in," I took a step aside and he walked into my hotel suite. He seemed distracted and frazzled. "Is everything okay?"

"Well, all of the guys think that there's something going on between us and..." Zayn trailed off. He was just wearing pajama pants, no shirt. His hair was a mess, a sight I'd never seen before.

"From just tonight? We hugged twice!"

"No, I mean... from... I don't know, always... Since we met two years ago," He shrugged.

"And?"

"Is there?" Zayn looked up at me, and I thought I saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

I had no idea how to answer that. I wanted there to be... But did he? "Do want there to be?"

He answered that by kissing me on the lips. He cupped my face in his hands and pressed his lips gently against mine. I kissed him back.

"Is that a yes?" I asked.

"Yes"