Zayn's pov.
it's been a month and two days since Ezra got out of the hospital.
She's been doing well and that makes me more than happy.
"Zayn, are you ready?" Asks Harry, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry" I say as we all huddle together and put our hands on top of each other, counting; getting ready for our show that's about to start in a few seconds.
"Three" we all say as we finish counting.
The crowd screams of joy when we pop out on the stage.
I love my fans, they're everything to me.
