Infamous. |A Zayn Malik Fanfiction|

Chapter 3: Next Stop- New York City.

I had just finished my show in Syracuse.

Tomorrow, I take on New York City, my biggest audience yet... including him. I've waited my whole life for something to happen like this. But now, I couldn't be more anxious. It's been over two months since I've last seen Zayn.

My biggest fear is that I'll choke up. He'll be there, looking at me with those piercing chocolate brown eyes that catch you for only a moment, but make it seem like an eternity. He'll give me that impeccable smile that's framed by exquisite, kissable lips.

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Is it honestly already 6:30 AM? I've been dreading tonight for weeks. I just want it to be over already.

I have soundcheck in an hour, and choreography right after that for my huge dance number to my single 'I want love.'

And there's another thing, people are saying that I wrote the song directly about him... I didn't. But will it ever matter what I say? What the truth really is?

I checked sugarscape the other afternoon, and it said I was pregnant, with him or maybe even Harry! Things aren't like that, I just don't feel they're ever going to be like that. I'm so young. I just want to have fun with this experience, not go through hell. I'm so done. I want to quit.

I couldn't do that though, end my career when it's barely just begun? Never.

I love this. I love my family, friends, and especially my fans. I love him. Maybe?