The Pact

What happens when you and your best friend, from all throughout primary school and high school, make a pact that if you are both single at the high schools 10 year graduates reunion that you will get together?

Lillian (or Lily) is a 27 year old world famous singer. The day she left for her world tour 18 months ago her best friend Matt was no where to be found. For 2 months Lily called every night at the same time trying to talk to him, she simply gave up calling. It's now been those 10 years after her high school graduation and she receives the invitation.
Zayn has been there for Lily when she's cried over Matt numerous times, or when nasty rumours began to spread about her. He's been in love with her for 10 months but knows she could never love him as long as she loved Matt.

Will she be able to let go of Matt? OR
Will she chose him over Zayn?

*BTW Zayn is 20 in this story... Yeah I know 7 year age gap but so what? They're adults so it shouldn't matter.*


2. Zaynie!


“Hey guys thanks so much for coming out tonight! That’s the end of my sound check and I can’t wait to perform for you with the entire set and dancers! There is a special surprise in store so stay tuned. But for now lets welcome The Collective!” I said giving everyone a wave goodbye before The Collective went on stage for their sound check. They’ve been with me the entire 18 months as the openers of each concert. There is way too many rumours to count about me dating one of the five very attractive guys from The Collective. All false since they each have a girlfriend back in Australia. Jayden just so happens to be dating my friend Georgia. Where as Will, Julian, Trent and Zach are all dating girls they have met through X Factor or this tour.


Walking back into my change room I find the one and only Zayn Malik waiting for me.

“Zaynie!” I scream before running into his arms.

“Hey Lily.” He said wrapping his arms tightly around my waist.

“I thought you couldn’t make it.” I said pulling out of the hug.

“Yeah but Simon cancelled the meeting we had with him. So I’m free for the next 3 or 4 weeks.” He said happily.

“Well were are the other boys?” I said looking around the empty change room.

“They’re coming later. I wanted to talk to you about something.” He said scratching the back of his neck.

“Well what is it then.” I say.

“Come sit down.” He stated before leading me to the red couch in the corner. We sat down in complete silence and he just stared off into the distance.

“Zayn tell me please. You’re beginning to worry me.” I said shaking his hand.

“I think you should go to the reunion. I think you should go see your family.” He blurted out.

“You know I can’t go back there now. No way! As much as I miss my family I can’t just go there they will be expecting me to go to the reunion if I go home.” I said crossing my arms.

“They deserve to see you when you have the next 2 weeks off. How would you feel if they had their chance to see you but chose not to?” He said pulling me to face him.

“They will get over it. I’m not going home. I won’t.” I stated firmly.

“It’s because of him isn’t it?” He asked pointing to the necklace. How the heck did he find out about the necklace? Why would he even care? Why aren’t I saying this out loud?


“Who?” I asked innocently trying to lead him away from the topic.

“The bloody dickhead who stole your heart. The idiot that is stopping you from loving again.” He stated coldly.

“He hasn’t stolen my heart and I can love again if I wish.” I said before getting up and making my way to the mirror. Slumping into the chair as I touch the necklace wishing I could undo everything and we could restart from the beginning of that pact.

“Lillian.” Zayn says from behind me. I turn to look at him and his eyes are stuck on the necklace that’s between my fingers.

“How did you know?” I mumbled.

“I guessed. You never perform without it, you never want to take it off, you never tell anyone who its from. So I just assumed it was from Matt.” He said.

“Well why do you care?” I harshly asked. He just looked at my eyes, then the ground and mumbled something.

“What was that?” I asked. He mumbled again a bit louder but I was still unable to understand.

“What?” I asked again.

“Because I care about you!” He yelled this time. I was taken aback with his outburst, looking at his eyes they had tears brimming and he blinked trying to get them to disappear.

“Zayn.” I said before pulling him into a hug. “I thought we were just friends.” I whispered into his ear.

“I’ve never just wanted to be friends with you.” He replied. Before I could say anything more my phone began to ring.


“Hello?” I answered not looking at the caller ID.

“Lillian!” My mother cheered through the phone.

“Hey mum! How’s everything?” I asked.

“Everything’s great. I heard you have the next two weeks free and the 10-year reunion is coming up! I hope you will be coming home.” She said excitedly.

“Who told you about the reunion? I ask.

“Matt. He stopped by a few minutes ago with his girlfriend asking if you were going and how everything was with the family.” The minute she said girlfriend my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach. I guess my face expressed my pain as Zayn swiftly took the phone from me and I stumbled onto the couch crying my heart out. Who could blame him though? I’ve been gone for 18 months without ever talking to him so of course he has moved on.


Whilst I cry I heard Zayn on the phone.

“Hello Mrs. M its Zayn here… Sorry she just had to rush off to deal with technical problems… Yeah she will be coming home… I’ll make sure of it… Yes I will… I’m going to come with her… Yes I’ve got the next 3 to 4 weeks here. So we’ll get the first plane tomorrow and see you all soon! I will, you too. Bye Mrs. M” He hangs up the phone.

I looked up from my hands at him completely confused as to why he’s coming with me.

“I have to make sure you are okay. Besides you will need a date to this reunion. Who better to take you?” He asked motioning at himself. I laughed a bit at how so sure of himself he is. I have to hand it to him he does have a smoking hot body and he’s caring and funny.

“Thanks” I mumbled. He sits down and pulls me onto his lap as I let out my sobs.


About 40 minutes later, 20 minutes after I’ve stopped crying, I’m called back on stage so I quickly fix up my make up. I get Jessica to give Zayn a new shirt since his white one is now stained with my mascara. Thinking back to the news of Matt having a girlfriend I begin to rethink wearing my necklace. It always reminded me that no matter what happened, even if I stuffed up I always had Matt there to give me support. Now Zayn is my support and Matt has a girlfriend. Without thinking any longer about it I rip the necklace off and throw it in one of the many make-up bags. Before taking my place on stage moments later with the usual on me besides the necklace.

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