"This...This is straight up bullshit"

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Zayn’s POV:

We entered the studio and I kept Isabella so close to me, so there wasn’t any space at all. Our fingers intertwined with each other and we continued passing through the many doors.

“So, where do you wanna go after this?” I asked Isabella.

“Anywhere you want,” She answered.

I chuckled, “I’m sorry, I thought I was the gentleman.”

She started to giggle, making me grin wider. I loved hearing her giggle. It was too cute to describe how angelic it was.

“Ok, well, I guess we could just…go home? Annndddd hmmmm….watch a movie?” She said unsurely.

“As long as we cuddle, then I think we’re good,” I commented.

Isabella wasn’t like any type of girl I’ve ever met. She wasn’t just laid-back and relaxed, which I loved, but she wasn’t outgoing either. And it was like she was the perfect match for me. We were literally meant to be.

Cuddling and just talking was my type of thing.

“Well, as long as you don’t distract me from the movie then I think we’re good,” She smiled.

I stifled out a light chuckle, “No promises.”

“Zayn?” A deep voice called. We both stopped and turned around seeing a dark skinned man.

“Uhh yeah mate? Are we coming with you?” I asked.

“Yes. Alone. Not with your lovely lady,” He answered.

“Why not? I’m not going to keep anything away from her. So it wouldn’t matter.”

“Yes, I know, but this is meant for you only,” The man answered.

“If it’s meant for me, it’s meant for her too, and if you guys don’t like it, then I don’t give a fu-“

“Zayn,” Isabella tugged on my shirt. I looked down at her, “Yes babe?”

“It’s ok. You’ll tell me anyways, so just go.” She said, “Please.”

I let out a sigh and she gave me a comforting smile. I smiled back.

“I’ll be waiting here, don’t worry,” She said pointing at the couches in the lobby. “Alright, if you need anything, just scream my name,” I winked and pecked her on the lips. We slowly let go of each other and I was already craving her touch.

“Right this way sir,” The man said gesturing his hand. He walked in front of me. Right before Isabella disappeared out of my sight; I turned around and blew a kiss to her. And she blew one back.

I turned back around and continued following the man with barely any hair on his head. He opened the door for me and I went inside finding about 4 people there sitting down.

“Zayn,” They greeted.

I nodded and sat down.

“Zayn? Have you been watching the X Factor?” One of the ladies asked me.

I nodded slightly then shook my head, “Not really. Saw the recent episode yesterday…Why?”

“Do you know of Little Mix?” The man with snow white hair asked.

“Uhh…Sure.”

“This lady right here is their manager. Her name is Sky. Sky Miller,” The man pointed to the blonde middle aged lady. She had light blue eyes.

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