I was best friends with him. I never thought I would feel this way about him before. But when I got one good look into his eyes, I melted. He was perfect. Fabulous. AmaZayn. Everything I had ever wanted. He was Zayn.

This fanfiction is before they were famous.


10. Needing Someone?

Michelle's P.O.V

         I was wearing all black. A black dress, black shoes, black earrings, black everything. Of course, it was appropriate. We were going to my moms calling hours. I didn't want to say goodbye though. I didn't want to, but I had to. It would be the last time I saw my moms face. The worst part was I wouldn't be able to hear her soothing voice, or feel her hug ever again.

After the calling hours, I walked up to my room, and cried. It was only natural. I hear a gentle knock

 on the door. I didn't move I just stayed on my bed, with my face buried in the pillow. Someone walked in and sat down next to me on the bed and started gently rubbing my back.

"It will all be ok." Zayn said. I immediately shot up and started yelling in his face.

"Ok? Ok?! You think it will be ok! My mom was just murdered by the same man that killed my dad, and you have the nerve to say it will be ok! What if something happens to me ne-" I was cut off. Zayn wrapped his hands around me and kissed me. He smiled during the kiss and he didn't let go for awhile.

"I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." He whispered. I hugged him as tight as I could and cried into his chest as he sang to me and played with my hair. I was needing someone. I had the one guy I needed the most, right here, with me.



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