BACK AGAIN (1D Returns)

Weeks later.

Miami: Jungle city studio

*Zayn's Pov*

'Sweet baby, our sex has meaning.
Know this time you'll stay till the
morning. Duvet days and vanilla
Ice cream, more than just one night
together exclusively'

I sang into the microphone inside the sound room while watching Micheal Hannides gesture with his hands for me to go a little bit higher with the pitch and i did so.

'Baby, let me be your man,
(Let me be your man).
So i can love you
(I can love you), and if you
Let me be your man
(Let me be your man).
Then i'll take care of you
(I can love you).
For the rest of my life, for the rest
Of yours. For the rest of my life,
For the rest of yours,for the rest of
Ours'.

I ended the chorus and i got applauds from all over the studio. I smiled over at Anthony, Micheal and Khaled as they nodded in approval.

After recording, i sat down with Micheal, Anthony and Khaled Rhoham to listen to the sound record, just to check if we needed to switch things up a bit.

"You did it man. Youre a legend" Micheal praised shaking ne as the sound of my music played all over the studio. I gave him a little smile. I had to give myself credit, i actually pulled it off. The song might be the next big thing. But to be honest, i wasn't really thinking about music. I was thinking about Gigi.

Yeah we all know the love of my life Gigi hadid, the girl i've been aspiring to love for the rest of my life.

We had spoken the night before but it was only for a few seconds because she was in paris for her photo shoot and she had to go.

We've been dating for two years now and i can say shes the realest relationship i've ever had.

I know what you might be thinking. Trouble in paradise?, well yeah something like that. I've been wanting to talk to her about us. If she really thinks that we can actually work out pretending like we haven't drawn apart. Because deep down, i know she knows. And it hurts so much because i know i love her. I've been aspiring to love her dor the rest of my life and the rest of hers.

But the sad ending to the story is that it is going down hill. And i can tell she feels it too, no matter how hard we try to deceive ourselves.

We hadly even talk anymore. Our work schedules are unbelievably really tight. Its either she's working and i'm free or i'm working and she's free. She has been all over the place lately which is normal for a super model and sadly i feel like i can't keep up with that. I mean, i could. And i swear i would sacrifice my time to be with her in a heartbeat, but i don't think she would.

Thats another problem. I try my best to remind her everyday, where ever she is that i love her, i try to be the best boyfriend. I have her eyes tatooed unto my chest,I post pictures of us all the time, but you'd hardly see a thing about me in her posts. I feel like i'm putting in all these extra effort into us and she doesn't even care. I know its not all about instagram posts, but at least it would let me know she cares.

I guess the clear fact here is known and is not hard to predict. I love her too much. I obviously love her more than she loves me.

"Zayn" i turned to look at khaled who was giving me a skeptical look. "Are you listening bro?"

"Yeah man" i say.

I wasn't listening.

L.A Airport
10:30pm

I stepped out of plane with one of my suitcases in hand while two of my body guards followed behind me with the rest of my luggage.

Two other body guards walked in front of me, paving the way towards where my van was parked at. A few more bodyguards came around once we noticed the crowd of fans waiting to welcome me at the airport. The paps had also made an appearance so the guards stayed as close to me as possible.