Adonis Blue (h.s au)

Walk Me Home

Quick talk : I felt bad rewriting the whole thing back in Zayn's view. So, here it is! I hope you're not angry now. Please listen to this song after this chapter. I love it so much.

Song : P!nk - Walk me home
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I’m still here, waiting at this old nasty bridge where we once used to view the sunset together, way back then.
I’m still in pain, I admit it.
Hundreds of dawn had passed and thousands of rain had already fallen, but nothing changed, my heart still beats for you.

Excerpted from Binibining Bree's Way Back Then
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Lundy

"Why?" I narrow my eyebrows, hoping he will know that I'm declining without having to say it.

"Because you're really good at it." He licks his lips and squeezes my hands lightly. "Don't do that, Zayn Malik. Don't turn me on." I warn him mentally although he can't hear. You can turn on the past Lundy but not the girl in front of you.

I can't agree to his offer.

First of all, I got my certificate from a photography course four years ago.

Second, I have only done family photoshoots and a few wedding photos. Other than that, nothing. I haven't done anything as big as an actual photoshooting with celebrities before.

I decided to learn photography since I spent most of my time following and taking secret pictures of Zayn and sticking them onto the pages of my scrapbook. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see him as often as I used to after the photography course.

Thirdly, I don't really work as a professional photographer. Just because I take photos of my neighbourhood friends and owning a photography blog doesn't mean that I'm professional in photography. Yes, I have a personal blog which I share with two of my best friends, Emilia and Jessi.

Why is he asking me anyway? Zayn is a popular singer and Kelly is a super model. They can afford the best photographer in the country. Why me?

Oh. And lastly, I don't want to see Zayn and Kelly making out in front of me.

"Pretty please with a blueberry on top?" He licks his lips and pouts for the second time. Don't do that again!!! And you, stop looking at his lips.

I look up at him and he was expecting a "yes" from me. "You still remember that?" I ask. I wish that he will stop hoping for that flavour of his to come to reality.

"Duh. I remember every single memory of you. So, is that a yes?" He rolls his eyes and leans forward.

"Well....I got my certificate three years ago. And I haven't done a photoshoot with celebrities. I'm not professional. You're the most popular singer now and Kelly's a really.....hot and highly paid model. This is going to be a BIG deal. Why aren't you asking Mr.Quirks? He's the best in England. Why me? I don't want to help you and that's final." I list out my reasons so quickly that I don't even realise I am hurting my best friend's feelings until I notice his widen eyes and an opened mouth.

I cover my mouth with both hands and reach out again to clasp his. Luckily, he doesn't move away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." I apologise.

He just shakes his head and fakes a smile. "It's o-kay. I'm fine. Don't see me as a celebrity. See me as your best friend." He confronts. I'm seeing you as the boy I love and that's why THIS is hard.