Truly, Madly, Deeply

Young

Back to the present, five months before One Direction's second album is released.

I had been staring at the ceiling from the bed for a while now... so like for an hour. My brain attempted to organize the song list for the boys new album which we hadn't even names yet. I counted on my fingers. "C'mon, C'mon... Still the One... Magic... I Would" which Harry had helped me write, "Back For You... Irresistible... Summer Love... Live While We're Young... and She's Not Afraid. Nine. A nine track album. " I sighed and put my hands on my face.

"Mmm... K?"

"Whaaaaat?" I groaned. I opened my fingers so I could see the figure next to me. His arms tensed to where they were around me.

"Are you thinking about the track list again?" He rubbed his eyes with one balled up fist.

"No..." I covered my eyes again.

"Liar."

"Guilty."

"Babe," he rolled on top of me, I could feel his eyes on me.

"What!" I threw my arms to the side of me so I was completely exposed. His golden eyes smothered me.

"You were great last night," he winked.

"Tell me something I don't know," I smirked. He shook his head and looked down. I instinctively covered myself up.

"K baby, we've been dating for a long time now, why are you embarassed that I see you naked?" he asked. I blushed and adverted my eyes. He grunted as he rolled off of me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered quietly.

"This happens every time!" he threw the blankets off of himself and got up.

"Where are you going? Please come back, I said I was sorry!"

"K, any time I get closer to you, you push me away!" he shouted.

"Please," I didn't dare look at him, partially because he was stark nude. I heard his clothes rustling.

"No K, not now." I glanced up and saw him put on his pants, "I thought that after the tour, after our time apart, you would have loosened up to our relationship but I was wrong." He was right on that part. Ever since he'd come back from tour we'd grown apart. We weren't interested in the same things. He got short tempered with my every word and I had lost my ability to fight back, "It's like any time we're together you're thinking about someone else!"

"I'm not!" I said truthfully.

"I don't have time for your bullshit!" he yelled. I gasped.

"You're such a drama queen!" I shouted, covering myself with the blankets as I stood up.

"I need sometime to think." he started to leave but before he opened the door he turned around, "We've both grown up, K. I think it's time we..."

"We what," I tried to hold back tears.

"We'll talk about it later."

"That's what you always say," I whispered.

"God, you're so annoying." he sighed. The door slammed behind him and I attempted to run after him.

"Wait! Zayn!" I tried to run after my boyfriend with the blankets covering me, but as soon as I got into the living room I saw that I wasn't alone.

"I'll be back," Zayn called to the boys and he ran outside. Louis, Liam, Niall, and Harry all sat on the couch awkwardly.

"Hey Kim," they said in unison. I bit my lip to keep from bawling in from of them and ran back into my room that I shared with Zayn. My body crawled back into bed and I just stayed there.