Dear Bria [z.m.]

Nine: To filí (The Kiss)

July 11 2013

10000 Southwoods Boulevard, Long Beach, California

Long Beach, California

Dear Bria,

Louis and I are currently in gate 46 inside the airport waiting for our flight to my homeland, England. Your bestfriend right now has his own world because all he does is to connect in the airport's Wifi and scroll to fashion blogs (If what I can see if i'm side glancing to where I was at the moment), or maybe blogging everything today. I don't know that he owns a blog of his own? Well, judging him, he is what he is. While I on the other hand, is here writing a letter for you to read someday.

Well I better go for awhile now because it's our time to board on the plane. 'Til then my princess.

Your prince,

Zayn Malik

July 12 2013

10000 Southwoods Boulevard, Long Beach, California

Long Beach, California

Dear Bria,

Hi! it's currently eight in the morning here in London. I reckon it's just twelve in the morning there in Los Angeles, it just turned 12th of July there, and I know you're sleeping. Same goes to your bestfriend, Louis. He snores alot at the moment. I can hear it because he passed out on the couch and I'm across him drinking coffee.

The whole plane ride was good, couple of turbulence happen but I didn't give a care because I was passed out, but that's according to Louis. That explains why he's asleep right now, he didn't get a proper sleep while on the plane. While I did get a proper good night sleep because here's a thing you should know about me, Bree: I can sleep wherever I am. Sleep is sleep, no one can bother me. And that's why, I'm wide awake right now and I hope I can adjust immediately to UK's timezone.

Louis and I are currently here in London but actually i'm from Bradford. I wanna accompany him on sightseeing the beauty of London, that's why we are staying in an affordable hotel at the moment. We planned on going to Big Ben tomorrow, I hope jetlag won't be our enemy tomorrow though so this fella will enjoy everything.

I wish though you're here with us, or maybe... with me. Just the two of us.

I hope that I can bring you here in my mainland or maybe you can meet my family (Like you're gonna read this and you'll be mine, and we'll be together. Pigs must be flying)

Hoping you're here,

Zayn Malik

I laughed at that open and closed comment he wrote because little did he know that i'll read these letters he's writing me, I came to sightseeing in London with him and he introduced me to his family in Bradford.

And...

He became mine, and I became his.

That was I think July 15th that we both admitted how I already have feelings for him. How my eyes light whenever I see him. How my stomach has butterflies whenever I'm with him. How his touch and presence is what I need. My mind goes back to the letters maybe he wrote the time when I went to London with them. My fingers fiddled with the letters, there's one date before July 15th so because of the 'rules' I need to read the first letter before July 15th. 

 July 14 2013

10000 Southwoods Boulevard, Long Beach, California