Chapter 8.
Zayn's POV
"People are telling me that she's in New York City," I told the lads as I was scrolling through the replies on twitter. Tons of paparazzi have been drilling me about Kendra, asking if we were dating. But if we were dating why would I make a tweet asking people if they've seen her?
The guys were kind of against me looking for her, telling me it was stupid. Apparently I'll find someone better than her but when I looked into her bright green eyes, I knew I met her for a reason. To love her.
"So.. What are you going to do about it?" Louis asked as he looked out of our hotel window. We had an amazing view of London since we were on the 39th floor. We all just got done with a concert for our tour, we were now just relaxing.
"I need to go to New York," I said with a stammer but once I said it, I knew it was the right thing to do. I'm sure I could find her somehow once I got there.
"You don't even know if they're telling the truth!" Harry yelled at me with a loud groan. I could tell they all thought I was on something. Harry was right though, the fans could just be saying that so I go to New York City and look for Kendra when maybe she's not even there.. Something just made me feel like she really was there and that everyone who replied to me on twitter was telling the truth.
"I know but i can feel it.." I insisted as I looked down at the red carpet. All of the boys groaned again, making me feel like I was forced to make this decision on my own. "I've never had such a strong connection with anyone else.."
"There will be other girls Zayn," Liam assured me as he walked over to the couch I was sitting on and took a seat, "we all promise."
Them saying all this made me want to punch a brick wall and scream. They were my friends and they were supposed to support me? Not bring me down! I snapped up from my chair and stormed into my room, slamming the door. I couldn't listen to all their selfish thoughts any longer, I know they were trying to help but it didn't help a bit.
I just wanted to be happy.
I rolled onto the bed that lingered with my cologne, I was fighting back hot tears from streaming down my face. How could I possibly be crying over her already? I barely knew her but yet I feel like I've known her for a lifetime.
I heard a piercing knock from the door and Niall's Irish accent yelled through the wood, "Zayn, we all want to talk to you."
I unbarried my face from the cotton pillow, hoping I didn't look like I was holding in tears. "Ye-yeah," I hesitated, "come in."
4 figures walked into the room, all standing next to each other as they edged in. I sat at the corner of my bed, praying that if I was to talk about Kendra I wouldn't start bawling.
"So while you had your little fit, we talked," Louis said with a weak smile on his face, turning his head to Harry.
"We'll go with you to New York City," Harry started, I immediately got a huge grin on my face, "if.."
All heads turned to Liam, "you tell us how much you love her," he said with a sweet smile. I clapped my hands together, ready to prepare for my speech to explain how much I loved her.
"Well, I don't even know how I'm this in love with her really. I've barely known her for over 3 days, we've only talked one time but while we were talking I felt the deepest connection in the world," I could feel tears start to sting my eyes again, "she's perfect.. I feel like I met her for a reason, to protect her from something that could take her away from me. I believe that she really is in New York City, I don't know why.. I just have this feeling. I haven't been that happy when I was with her in forever. She means everything to me and I don't even know how. I just know that if I was to meet her again, I wouldn't let her go." Then I just lost it. Tears streamed down my face as I put my head in my hands, regretting I ever did let her go. I couldn't stop sobbing, all of the boys crowded around me, patting my back, trying to cheer me up.
"So when's the next flight to New York City?" Niall asked with a smile, I looked up with the biggest smile on my face. So blessed to have them as my friends.
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One in a Million
Teen FictionWhen 18 year old Kendra Orlando, a teenage girl with a life changing secret, meets heartthrob Zayn Malik while shes spending a month with her snotty foreign exchange student's family, both of their lives change for eturnity. But what will happen whe...