I'm Management (Zayn Fanfic)

(7 years to the future) I'm now 23 years old and I work at one of the biggest music productions in the world but when a famous ex boy band member wants to start a solo career it might be difficult when everyone hates you. I used to be in love with him but this could really affect my career.


2. He Chose Me

     He spoke and I was completely red. Flushed. His eyes re so beautiful. To think I gave my number to him. He cannot chose me. To only think he was my favorite when I was 16 years old. I tried listening but them I thought about when I was 16 and head over heels in love with him. 
    "So Zayn have you made your decision yet?" The chairman asked. He looked around and we made eye contact. He smirked. 
    "Melanie. I choose Melanie Levitt." He said. "I'm guessing we work on the contract and then we are done?" He said. I nod my head 'yes' and we head into a different room. I walked up to him as quickly as I could. 
   "Zayn? Why me?" I asked. 
   "We will talk about this order dinner babe. I'll call ya tonight." He flashes another smile and then again he made my knees weak. I had so many butterflies in my stomach. This could not be happening. We entered the room along with the chairman. Zayn held the door for me. What is he doing? I feel like pouncing him already. How am I going to be able to work with him. We both sat down and discussed his contract. It basically states that I'm his manager and I must manage what he does and I must be with him just about 24/7 which is great.  He signed. I signed and it's official. I'm Zayn Malik's manager. We finally left the office and there we stood outside the office. He gave a smile. 
    "So babe. Let's get you something nice for tonight." He said. 
     "Zayn I am your manager. I don't think this would be-" 
      "Yeah I get it. It doesn't matter let's go." He grabbed my hand which was clammy. I was so nervous. Oh god he's gorgeous. We left the building and headed to Times Square. After all this time I was never really able to see the city I've been living in for about 8 months because if work. We got in his limo and talked. We stopped at this extremely fancy store. 
    "Zayn. This is ridiculous. We just met today." I said as he opened my door. 
    "So? Look I like you and I just want to be nice. I know you like me too ever since I bumped into you. You wouldn't have given me your number if you didn't like me."  I blushed and smiled. Once again he took my hand. 
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