Fix a Heart (A Zayn Malik Love Story)

The Interview

Chapter 16

Josh's P.O.V.

"Well, that's interesting, and... Crazy!" I exclaimed after Isabella concluded her story. She gave me a smirk and looked at our wounded friends.

"We better fix em up," she offered. I nodded and gave her the first aid kit. I watched as she opened it and started putting all this stuff all over Louis, Zayn, and Niall's cuts and bruises. Liam and Harry were alright, for the most part. They just had small bruises on their arms.

"Okay, all better!" Isabella shouted, admiring her bandaged 'masterpieces'.

I chuckled, "Alright, well, we best be getting some sleep. We have another concert tomorrow night. An hour and a half away."

"Yeah, and don't forget the interview in the morning!" Liam added, pointing his finger at me.

"I don't have to go, though. It's only for you 5," I answered with a smile. I caught a glare of jealousy from Zayn and I smiled bigger. "Cmon, let's go to bed."

Isabella left the room first to go and change. A few moments later, she re entered the room in a baggy tie-dye t shirt and baggy sweatpants. The boys and I left the room together and went to change, since we didn't mind seeing each other, especially Harry, because he just sleeps in the buff.

We immediately went to our bunks and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I wasn't quite sure about the others; but I had figured they fell asleep quickly as well.

•

Zayn's P.O.V.

Moonlight quickly turned into sunlight in the few hours I was asleep. My alarm sounded and I checked the time. 7 am. The interview started in about an hour and a half. We had to be at the studio in an hour. We were making an appearance on the Channel 900 News. I groaned and rolled out of my bunk, letting my feet hit the floor. I looked in the other beds and saw I was the only one awake. Isabella was sleeping peacefully, looking as beautiful as ever, even with her hair tied up all messily and her makeup smeared on her face. I smiled to myself but I was disrupted by a bunch of alarms going off at once. Liam got up, then Niall, then Louis and Harry was last. Isabella was allowed to sleep, due to the fact that she wasn't able to come to the interview, but she said she would be fine and that she could just watch it on tv.

"Oh, morning," Liam yawned. I gave him a smile and walked to my suitcase, picking out my clothes for the interview.

I chose a black v neck with a varsity jacket over it and a pair of jeans. I quickly changed, as did my bandmates. I took us about 50 minutes to get ready in total and then we were out the door.

We arrived at the place for the interview and we were immediately escorted onto a long black, velvet couch, hidden behind a red curtain. I looked around and sighed. I didn't really want to be here. I'd much rather be laying around lazily with Isabella, watching movies. Niall nudged my arm and I looked at him.

"Did you hear him?" he asked. I looked at him, confused. "We're on in 5."

I nodded my head, "Oh, thanks. I wasn't paying any attention," I admitted.

"I could tell." I smirked and looked away from Niall, awaiting the interview start.

Isabella's P.O.V.

I sat myself at the table in the tour bus that was placed in front of the tv with Josh. We were both eating some breakfast and I grabbed the remote and flipped through the channels until I found the right one.

"Coming to you live is Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, and Louis Tomlinson. The boys from the famous band, One Direction." the interviewer said. She was sitting in a chair across from the boys and she had short brown hair that was straightened to her shoulders and her outfit was sort of stylish. I had to admit, she was pretty, but I knew Zayn, and he wouldn't go for her. "Now boys..." she continued, "How's life on the road? Do you enjoy a break from your siblings?" she asked. Louis was the one to speak.

"I believe I speak for us all when I say that life on the road is sort of tiring and we actually miss our siblings. I mean, I miss mine, at least." the interviewer smiled and nodded her head.

"How often do you call your moms?" she asked. I sighed and took a bite of my breakfast. The boys started speaking at once, but it eventually died down to just Liam and Harry.

"I call my mum plenty of times every day. Or if I can't call, I'll text her, just to say I miss her," Harry stated cheekily. I smirked.

"I'll usually text my mum right after I wake up and right before I go to bed," Liam added. The interviewer smiled at the boys answers and went on to the next question.

"Now, this is for Niall... We hear you have a thing for Demi Lovato?" she asks. Niall's blushes profusely and I laugh and looked at Josh who is laughing as well. I turn my head back to the tv when Niall starts talking.

"She's a nice girl. I've only ever talked to her over twitter and skype but we haven't met in person. I guess we'll see where it goes."

"She's very brave, too, isn't she?" the interviewer asked. The audience nodded and said 'yes'. "And Zayn. Can't forget about you! There's been rumors going around that you've been cheating on Perrie?" she says as a picture of Zayn and I flashes on to a large tv. Zayn gulps and stares at the photo a minute.

"No, I'm not cheating on anyone," he says. Anger builds up inside me.

"Then are you dating this mystery girl, or the lovely Perrie Edwards from the girl band Little Mix?" she asks.

"...P-Perrie." Zayn stutters. I close my eyes tightly and rub my temples.

"Turn it off," I say to Josh in between sniffles. I hear him shuffle around to get the remote and then the room goes silent after the tv is turned off. Josh and I stay there in silence for awhile, waiting for the boys to return to the bus.

-25 minutes later-

(Still Isabella's point of view.)

The door to the tour bus opens and slams shut. I hear voices from the boys and they're laughing.

"Hey," Zayn says. I sit up and look at him, not caring about my tear-stained cheeks. "Babe, why were you crying?" I glared at Zayn and stood up, facing him. He tried to hug me but I pushed him away. He stared at me, confused and I pushed him again.

"I HATE YOU ZAYN!!" I screamed and began hitting him in the cheat repeatedly. I felt 2 hands grab my arms and pull me away from him, into a hug. I peeked to see who it was and saw it was Josh. I cried into his shoulder and he led me to my bunk, away from Zayn. I sat down on my bed and laid down, still crying. Josh left me and went to the too that Zayn was is in. Louis, Liam, Niall, and Harry were sent back here by me and they all came and sat by me and asked if I was okay, and my answer was no, because I truly wasn't.

I laid still, breathing slowly. I heard Josh yelling and then Zayn speaking quietly, trying not to raise his voice.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO HURT HER ZAYN!" Josh yelled. I buried my face into my pillow, trying to block out the memories of the interview, but it just didn't seem to work...