𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 | z.m. #MissionDesi

Chapter 23

And we danced all night to the best song ever

We knew every line, now I can't remember

I was swaying with the beat. I never thought I'd enjoy the music of the one my sister's obsessed with. I sighed. This was their last concert of WWA in Miami gardens, and probably mine too. This was it, I won't be styling them anymore. I'll move back to India and try for some job interviews, yep, that was the plan I made. I'm gonna miss all this....

Best song ever...

Zayn's melodic high note broke my trance. Yea, one of my obsessions right now. His high notes, the boys' vocals, the water fights and mess, Harry's clumsiness, Niall's unique laugh, the teasing between them. I was like one of the Directioner girls right now, just the difference was that I won't fangirl over them.

"Finally! Tour's over!!" Niall yelled as the boys came back stage and gave me a clumsy hug. The adrenaline was still there.

"Seriously guys.. touring with you is the most amazing thing I've ever experienced!!" I exclaimed and took everyone into a group hug. "I'll miss this when I go back.." I sighed. All of them looked at me.

"What?" I asked as we pulled away.

"Oh come on Ash! You're their permanent stylist.." Lou said, making me snap at her. I didn't knew this! I didn't even have any idea!!

"Really?" I squealed as I looked at the boys, they nodded at me. I started jumping happily, making the boys laugh at me.

We went to our hotel rooms. Me and Zayn entered our room, the first thing he did was collapsing on the bed. I laughed and locked the door. He looked at me and patted on the place next to him on the bed. I went to him and laid down. He pulled me closer and snuggled his face on the crook of my neck. His hair ticked my neck, which were still wet because of sweat, but I didn't mind.

"Zayn." I called him, he looked up and gave me a kiss on my cheek and snuggled back.

"Zayn?" I called again. He looked up and kissed on my nose and went back.

"Zayn I'm serious.." He looked up and crashed his lips onto mine. I wanted to talk, but nevermind... I kissed him back and pulled away after a while.

"So, what after we return to LA?" I asked. He sat up, taking me up with him. I brushed his hair back.

"We'll have some days off, then we will continue with the recording of the next album, then some award shows, interviews and again, a tour." He sighed. I was a bit angry and upset, they were overworked for sure. They didn't even had time to meet their families. I cupped his face with one hand and made him look at me.

"You're tired, aren't you?" I asked, he nodded.

"But, I can't do anything. I love my job, the lads, our fans. I just can't let their expectations down." He said as I sighed. He was right though, fans were something the boys were always delighted by, and even scared by sometimes. But they meant a lot to them. I remembered Zayn telling me how a fan fainted while shaking hands with him during a meet and greet, all the boys were really concerned for her.

"Ash..?" He called, which snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked at him, he had a smile that melted my heart. How can someone be so sweet?

"Mm?" I hummed.

"You know, being in this schedule... we haven't had time, for each other.. so I was thinking about..um—you know just, I think we should, I-I mean after we return..." He was stuttering, so I cut him.

"Zayn, you know you can about anything with me." After listening his way of speaking, I was a bit scared. What if he wants us to break up?! Don't. Think. Nonsense.