Chapter 15
Zayn's P.O.V.
I sighed to myself, thinking Isabella was hiding something from me. It made me upset, to be honest. Could she not trust me? Or was it just nothing to even worry about? Questions buzzed in my mind and I tried my best to put them aside.
"10 minutes till showtime!" someone called to us. I looked at the other boys and we huddled up, arms wrapped around each other.
"Okay, let's go out there and rock!" Niall said, sticking out his tongue as well, trying to look like a punk-rock guy.
"Yeah, let's do this poo," Harry added. I chuckled at how bloody strange my band mates and best friends were.
"Alright, hands in..." Liam began. We all put our hands in the middle of our circle. "1, 2, 3 ONE DIRECTION!" we all shouted together. We broke into a quiet fits of laughter for no reason. I saw Isabella watching us and I walked to her side and kissed her cheek. She turned to look at me, a smile on her face.
"Do good," she said.
I smiled, "You know I will."
"Yeah, but I'm just making sure you know." Isabella whispered before kissing me straight on the lips. It lasted only for a couple of seconds, but it was enough to make my heart beat rapidly and send the butterflies going wild in my stomach.
"I love you, Isabella."
Our foreheads were pushed against each others, "I love you too, Zayn."
"5 minutes till show time!" someone yelled again. I pulled away from Isabella and waved goodbye before hurrying over to the boys. We did a few vocal excercises and just goofed off a bit. A few minutes later, we were called on stage. I took a deep breathe and grabbed my microphone off of a shelf, as did the other lads. Music to one of our songs started playing and we ran on stage, making the audience break into loud screams. I smiled to myself, loving my job.
"Na, na, na!" was the first thing Liam sang. The audience began singing along as well, making Liam's voice sound like it was echoing throughout the room.
'We've got a bit of love/hate. You take me to the edge then you hit the brakes. I-I-I say it's over one day, But then I'm calling back begging you to stay. We make up then we break up all the time;
I'll say that I hate her song, then you'll go request it the whole night long. Some people say it's so wrong but even when we fight, It'll turn me on. We make up then we break up all the time
We're like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah, Always like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah
No we can't make up our minds, Cause when we think we've got it right, We go na na na(Na na na)Na na na(Na na na)
You wanna party too late, But when I do the same all you do is complain, You know that it drives me insane, But when I get with you girl you make it okay, We make up then we break up all the time
We're like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah, Always like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah
No we can't make up our minds, Cause when we think we've got it right, We go na na na(Na na na)Na na na(Na na na)
We're like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah, Always like na na na Then we're like yeah yeah yeah
We're like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah, Always like na na na, Then we're like yeah yeah yeah
No we can't make up our minds, Cause when we think we've got it right, We go na na na'
And the first aong ended. I looked to my left and Isabella was standing backstage, watching us perform. I smiled a bit and then bowed to the crowd.
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Fix a Heart (A Zayn Malik Love Story)
FanfictionWhen Josh Devine introduces his sister, Isabella, to his band mates, sparks fly instantly between Zayn and Isabella. Josh doesn't want any of the boys going for his sister, but Zayn just can't seem to follow that rule. Will friendships be sacrificed...