-The next day-
Liam's POV
Our producer called us in for a meeting to discuss the new album and the songs we had written. Although we were on break, we were still working. Our album was to be released in a little over a month and we needed to finish it. We've already released Fireproof and Steal My Girl as singles to tease our fans.
"So boys, show me what you've written."
We shuffled our papers around and handed them to him.
"Mhm, not bad not bad...okay, each of you will need to sing each song so that we can see if it will work or not. Harry! You first. Sing the three songs you wrote with whomever you wrote them with."
"Uh okay." Harry nodded.
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Twelve songs later, it was Zayn's turn to sing the three songs he had written himself. He shifted around nervously and I gave him a thumbs up.
"Baby I ain't no Michael Jackson but..."
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"Holy wow! That was sick!" I complimented him and threw my arm around him when he exited the sound booth.
We all walked over to where the producer was sitting.
"Not bad boys," he said whilst shuffling the lyric sheets. Our songs we had just recorded were playing in the background. The producer closed his eyes, humming along, snapping his fingers, and tapped his foot to the various beats.
"All of these are great, including the one Ed wrote," he said, "but I'm afraid yours didn't make it onto the album Zayn. Sorry, it's just not 1d-sounding, you know?"
"I-I..." Zayn stuttered.
Zayn was close to tears. He had worked so hard on them and was so proud of what he had done; if anyone knew that, it would be me.
What? How could he reject all three of Zayn's songs? He can't just do that to him! This is wrong, Zayn deserves to have a song written by him on the album! I thought to myself defensively.
"Erm excuse me? I think Zayn should have at least one of his songs on FOUR," I said to the fat bald man rather angrily and annoyed.
"Sorry Payne, no exceptions, Malik's songs will not be on the album. Period. No negotiations." He said as he took a sip of coffee.
Anger was starting to boil inside me now. I smacked the mug of coffee away and the other lads stared at me dumbfounded. "Listen, you piece of shit. Zayn has been working extremely hard on these three songs and is actually quite proud of them. Whether you like it or not, these three songs will be on the album," my face was flaming red now and Zayn was staring at me, thanking me with his eyes.
"You better watch yourself Payne," he muttered before storming off with the music sheets.
We went into our separate dressing rooms and changed for our photo-shoot for our 2015 merchandise.
I sat on the chair with my head in my hands. Why did I have to get so worked up? Why am I being so overprotective of Zayn lately? What is wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way? I never asked for any of this. I just want Zayn to be happy. Why is our producer such a di-
A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts and I realized I hadn't changed yet. "Come in!" I shouted.
"Hey" Zayn said as he walked in, closing the door behind him. He had already changed into a cream colored pullover and ripped skinny jeans. "Thanks Li... for standing up for my songs back there," he said glancing at the ground.
"No problem Zee, anything for you," I said it and I meant it. "Don't worry Zaynie, your songs will be on the album. I promise I will do everything I can to make that happen."
He smiled and his eyes sparkled. "Thank you Liam."
"It's nothing Zee, I just want you to be happy... Come here," I said softly as I pulled him into a tight hug, not wanting to let go for some reason.
"LIAM? ZAYN? HURRY UP! PHOTOSHOOT IN FIVE!" We heard someone yell.
I had changed into a nice plaid top with a leather jacket and ripped black skinny jeans and was just sliding on my jay's on my feet as Zayn and I stood up and headed out to the green screen.
"Liam, stand next to Zayn and Harry, step away from Louis we've been over this."
I can do that. I took a deep breath and stepped right next to Zayn so that our arms were touching and smiled.
*FLASH* *FLASH* *FLASH*
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Fireproof // Ziam
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