Later that afternoon after I came home with my mom, I quickly checked my Twitter.
I launched the app on my phone and I hoped that the mysterious stranger has followed me.
I didn't know what to feel when I checked on my followers list and saw @zaynmalik there.
I screamed, of course. Who wouldn't?
Now it finally made sense.
All his deep words and advice... and some of his replies that didn't make sense.
"ill just make you feel bad always because im gon be busy all the time"
Busy doing celebrity things.
"yes i do work. a lot"
Work, aka writing songs and singing and recording.
Holy fucking mother of Neptune.
I just talked to Zayn Malik.
