Love, Life, One Direction, and Me

Chapter 45- Album

Quick A/N: This is still taking place in 2015 since the concert was in 2014 and it's only been a year since all of this has taken place. 

I had picked up my guitar and started to play Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus. They were all singing along and I smiled as I played. They had finished their Fifa game and were just lounging around. I was smiling as I played. We were just having a great time. I had noticed when I looked out the window that there were vampire guards surrounding the house to make sure no one got in. I was grateful that my twin had sent protection just in case. We were having fun and we didn't need the Lynches interrupting our bonding trip. They were getting on all of our last nerves. We didn't know why they picked us or really what they wanted us for. 

I stood up, putting my guitar back in its bag and straightened out my dress. "I have to use the washroom, I'll be right back," I say and they nod. Harry started up a conversation about the date of releasing a new album. I walked into the bathroom and did my business then washed my hands in the sink. I smiled as I quickly checked my makeup. 

"You know, love, you don't need makeup. We think you look beautiful without it," Zayn said, leaning on the doorway. 

"Why are you in here?" I asked, looking over at him and he smiled at me.

"I don't want to be a part of the next album, the music isn't really my style anymore. Besides, I've been writing an album by myself. I even taught myself the guitar. Well, Niall has helped me a bit. I even talked to some other artists about working with them. Although I kinda was hoping you'd sing one of the songs with me," He said and I smiled and turned around. 

"I would love to sing with you but I don't want to ruin your song," I say and he frowned. 

"You wouldn't ruin it, you'd make the song even better. How about I let you look over the song and you can tell me if you like it or not," he said and handed me a folded up sheet of notebook paper. His writing covered the page and I smiled as I unfolded it. I liked the song title, "I Don't Wanna Live Forever". It sounded like the opposite of us, immortal vampires. I stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the couch reading the words. The boys had gone, God knows where, and I felt Zayn sit next to me. 

"This is a great song," I say and he blushes lightly.

"You really think so?" He asks, putting his hand on my thigh. I smiled and nodded, handing him back the paper. 

"I'd be honored to sing it with you," I say and he smiles. 

"Great, I'll finish writing the music with my producer and I'll let you know. I promise you, It'll sound amazing with your voice," He says and I smile at him. He was bursting with excitement and you could tell. It was written all over his face. "I was also hoping you'd be in the music video for some of my other songs. I want the world to know you're mine," He says and I giggle, blushing a bit. 

"I'd be honored to," I say and kiss his lips softly. He kisses back, cupping my cheeks. I slid my hand under his shirt and softly rubbed up and down his abs. He pulled away and smiled lightly at me, rubbing my cheek with his thumb softly. I smiled and leaned into his touch, savoring the warm feeling of his hand. 

"I wanna call it Mind of Mine," he mumbles on my lips before kissing me again.

"I" kiss "like" kiss "that" kiss "name" I managed to get out in between kisses and wrapped my hands in his neck since he shaved his head, which had recently been bleached. I smiled on his lips as I pulled away slightly. "I love you," I mumble against his lips. 

"I love you more," he says and kisses me again. I pull away after a few seconds.

"I love you most," I say and he chuckles, pulling me towards him so that I straddle his lap. I smile as I kiss him again as his hands grip my waist. I hear someone wolf-whistle and I pull away slightly, blushing. I feel Zayn lift his hand to flip them off, most likely, and put it gently back on my waist and started to kiss me again. I mentally giggle and almost moan when his hands moved to my butt. I kiss him deeply and run my hands through the little hair he has left. I hear our other makes cheer him on or laugh. I feel a hand rub my shoulder lightly and I start to pull away. Zayn roughly connects our lips again and I blushed a little more. Why he was being so possessive, I don't know. 

"Zayn, calm down, let her breathe," I hear Louis say from over my shoulder. I pull away lightly after and look at him, smiling. His hand was on my shoulder and he smiled back lightly. "Simon called. He wants us to go on a world tour. It'll take about half a year. We leave the 3rd of September and come back the 20th of February. He says our fans are getting worried that we haven't done anything. We'd take you with us, but the kids need you and your pregnant, love," he said softly and I just sat there numbly and nodded. My mates were going to go on tour after our honeymoon. And I couldn't be there. I was fine with them going on tour, but could I handle being without them for that long. "Zayn, you're coming with us, it's in all of our contracts. And we have to go with our pre-married surnames. Emily is going to be Emily Jessica Tomlinson. So only I can wear our wedding ring. Everyone else will have to hide it or take it off for the tour. Then our contracts are up and we can take a break from One Direction or just pretend to break up the band," Louis says and I look at Zayn. He nods sadly and looks at me.

I was going to loose my mates for a while.