A/N I DO NOT OWN ANY SONGS/SINGERS (if that makes sense) IN THIS CHAPTER I.E ARIANA'S SONG DON'T BELONG TO ME XX
Zayn POV
'Let me love you'
I just broke up with my ex,
Now I'm out here single , I don't really know what's next,
But I ain't even trippin', I'mma chill and sit back,
And I know they will be coming from the right and the left, left, left,
I just broke up with my ex,
You're the one I'm feeling as I'm laying on your chest
Good conversation got me holding my breath
And I don't normally say this but goddamn, you're the best, best, best
And if it feels right, promise I don't mind
And if it feels right, promise I'll stay here all night
Just let me lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-love you, you
Just let me lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-love you, you
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This was one of Alina's songs? Yeah,it's amazing...I thought she didn't write anymore? She had loads of these in the drawer. I was looking for my charger and I found these. Fuck she's an amazing writer.
I went downstairs to show these to Alina,she probably might get pissed for finding these but I'm her boyfriend,I should know everything...
"Alinaaa!"
"In here babe.." She yelled from the lounge
"So,babe,you still writing songs then?" I smirked,sitting beside her
She saw me holding the papers with her songs on them and her eyes widened and she got really red..
"Er..babe,you haven't read all of them have you?.." She nervously smiled
"No babe..course not." I smiled
"Zayn,they're really not good.." She frowned
"Alina,are you crazy,you really have a skill for writing.."
"Yeah but these songs,they're not worth recording..." She said.
"Alina,babe,I don't think your hearing me,these are amazing.."
"I dunno babe,I wouldn't be able to record these anyway..." She said twiddling her thumbs
"Why not?!" I crossed my arms..
"How do I record my stuff? On my phone?" She said
"Well speaking of that,I actually know someone,he records some of my stuff..." I said
"Who?"
"Naughty boy.." I said
"Who?" She raised her eyebrow...it made me laugh becuase she didn't know who he was..
"Babe,he's like a top producer and DJ..." I explaied
"No..I know who he is...you're friends with him?!" Her facial expressions were killing me
"Yeah..why what's wrong.." I said
"He's a weirdo,the beef he's had with other celebs..wow" She said
"Okay babe,I know,he's not amazing but he's helped me with my music and it would be great if you worked with him and get some of your work produced.." I explained
"Okay fine..but don't expect me to record millions of songs.." she said straddling me on the sofa
"That's my girl.." I smiled,leaning in to kiss her perfect lips...
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This Means War. - Zayn Malik
FanfictionShe was the rebel who came to Bradford to sort out her life. He was the school's Bad Boy who was way too stubborn. When these two are coincidentally part of the same crew, The love/hate begins,or shall I say, the war begins... A Zayn Malik Fan Fict...
