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"I'll be back."

ZAYN LEFT WHAT THE FUCK.

Okay this may be a little late, but the event is still fresh from my heart. Kahit na si Niall ang main guy dito sa book, that doesn't mean I'm a Niall girl (I still love him to death tho. My little Irish baby). I am a HUGE Zayn girl. And Zayn leaving the band left a huge part of my heart. I cried my fucking heart out for hours.

I actually planned on making Zayn and Julia fall in love with each other from the start. But I changed my mind, since I wanted to acknowledge the reality of Zayn being engaged. Boo :(

Pero kahit anong mangyari, Zayn girl parin ako at heart. Whatever happens, my arms are still open for him if he ever wants to go back to the band. But now... I wish him luck sa career niya. I will still support him no matter what. I just wish for his happiness.

Kahit na umalis na si Zayn, he will still remain in the book. NO BUTS. Dito parin siya, kahit sa fictional world ko dito pa rin siya. Pretend like he never left. I'm not gonna remove him or acknowledge him leaving the band in my story.

Okay sorry. I just needed to get that out and I needed to rant. Hindi ko na papatagalin pa. There's so much more I want to say, but I'll keep it to myself. Kulang pa ang isang chapter dito, hahaha.

So here you go, I hope you enjoy the update :)

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Julia

I laid in bed all morning and I feel awful. I woke up in the middle of the night, sneezing. Tayo ako ng tayo at three o'clock in the morning para kumuha ng tissues and it just feels exhausting. I can't believe I caught the flu. I mean, yeah I was soaking wet and the air conditioning was blasting yesterday, but I hardly get sick. Damn you, Niall.

Speaking of the devil, the little tramp just walked in without even knocking. I tought I already taught him to knock? I groaned and covered myself with the covers. I feel and look awful. I don't need him to see me like this.

"You okay, Jules? You haven't gotten out of bed-and what's with the covers?"

I felt him sit beside me. I gripped the covers tighter around me, just in case he tries to take it off. "I feel awful." I spoke.

"Are you sick? Come out of the covers."

He pulled at them, but I gripped it tighter and muffled my face at the pillow. "No." I whined. "I look terrible."

I could imagine him rolling his eyes. "Oh come on. I've seen worse."

I was caught off guard when he pulled the covers off my face my first instinct was to cover my face. "What the eff Niall?" I groaned.

"Jesus, Jules. Why are there so many tissues here and-ew they're used!" He cringed and pulled his hand back.

I chuckled and pushed all the used tissues off the bed. "Have you ever learned to never touch someone else's tissues?"

"I forgot and now I remember." He shivered.

I took a good look at him. He looks perfectly fine. He's fresh and smells so good and healthy, while I'm stuck in bed with a runny nose. What is this? We were both soaking wet yesterday, surely he must have catched something.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why are you not sick?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I hardly get sick."

"Me too." I mumbled lazy. "You're so unfair."

He chuckled and my eyes started to droop. I was still tired from last night. Maybe I could just sleep it off. Sleeping has always been the cure for me whenever I get sick.