Just Like Old Times
Jaylen
Almond orbs staring deeply into mine. Tears welled up my eyes, blinding me momentarily. I couldn’t take in what I was hearing. Could I take him leaving? My best friend. The one who has always been there for me, through thick and thin. His warm hands cupped my face, whipping my tears away. I saw my reflection in his eyes, tears were forming in his eyes as well. “Zayn… I’m going to miss you so much.” I said while diving my head into his chest, I started sobbing so hard. I couldn’t take it, I understood why he was leaving but I was going to miss him too much. Zayn Malik, my other half, was going on to the UK X Factor. He was chasing his dreams, but I wouldn’t have him for the start of our second year of college.
Who was I going to study with? Who was going to stay up with me on the phone till the sun came up?
Pulling away I looked down at my shoes, trying to control my emotions but I couldn’t. “Jaylen, I’m coming back. I promise. You’ll be the first I come back to.” He said while tears streamed down his face, pulling my chin up. ” You’re my backbone. I love you, Zayn,” kissing his cheek as he picked up his suitcase. I took his hand, I loved the way our hands felt like they were designed to be together. Even though we are best friends, I always thought he would be the one for me. I highly doubt he felt the same way.
Looking at his face, I wanted to remember every curve, line, scar, and hair, I studied. I didn’t know when was the last time I was going to see him. Biting my lip as he let go of my hand, he grabbed me into the tightest hug I’ve ever had, feeling like I was being lifted off the ground. There was no other place I’d rather be. I wanted to stay in this moment for the rest of my life. It felt like centuries have passed when he finally let go of me. Looking into his eyes, I knew this had to be the hardest thing for him.
He kissed me on the corner of my lips, took my hand and whispered in my ear, “Dont forget me, Jaylen. I’m coming back. I love you.” A little tear came down from his eye, and he jumped in the car. As the car pulled away, I stood there waving, his eyes didn’t leave mine… I must have stood there for a good 10 minutes. My best friend…. was gone.
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Months have passed, Zayn called and text the first couple of weeks, but the longer he was gone, it became less and less. I couldn’t get him off my mind. I was trying to focus on my studies, I finally received my AA in Athletic Training. Every so often I would catch Zayn, and the band he was now in, One Direction, on TV. I couldn’t bear to watch the show. It made me miss him even more.
My heart was breathing for him to come back, it felt like a piece of it was with him. I didn’t want to be without him, everything was clouded. Stuff became worst, my mother had passed away from cancer while Zayn was gone. I couldn’t tell him, I just wanted him to focus on his dreams and not worry about me.
After him leaving and my mother passing, I moved into a new flat in London. I met a guy, Lee, at school who I’ve been casually dating for the past month. He was a sweetheart, but he didn’t know the real me nor did that I knew the world famous Zayn Malik from One Direction.
Tonight was date night, me and Lee set aside every Saturday for ourselves. Movies, dinner, the same old stuff Lee loved to do. Looking through my closet I pull out a pair of leggings, blue button down shirt, a brown beanie, and my favorite pair of brown boots, and rushed into the shower. Stepping into the shower, it felt wonderful to let the hot water hit my icy-cold skin. It was steaming off all the stress I had from school. Stepping out carefully, I wrapped the towel around my wet skin and started to look into the mirror.
Sighing, and rubbing my face. “What am I going to do with this hair?!” Running my fingers through my wet hair, I deiced to let it dry naturally and let my hair hang out tonight. I heard a knock at the door, “Lee is here early.”
I walked to the door, and open it a crack making sure to cover my body with the door, Lee stood there smiling. “Hey babe,” he said trying to open the door. “Lee! You’re early and I’m not dressed yet.” I blushed, “Well can I come in anyway?” I open the door enough for him to come in, and ran into my room so I could get dressed. As fast as light I put on my outfit on, grab my clutch, keys, and phone. Walking out to the living I stop by the kitchen to grab a glass of water before heading out the door.
Locking the door, I felt a hand on my back, a nibble on my ear “You look wonderful, Jay,” Lee whispered, while his warm breath oozed down my neck. I turned around a smiled shyly. Grapping his hand he lead me to his car, opened the door for me, kissed my cheek softly, and watched as I climbed into the passenger seat before turning on his heal to the driver’s side. The drive to the restaurant was silent, like always, me and Lee didn’t have much to talk about. And when we did, it was always about him.
I looked out the window watching the lights dance passed us, when we reached the restaurant I saw flashing white lights. Rolling my eyes, and saying to myself “Once again Lee takes us to a celebrity filled restaurant.” I sighed loudly, I felt Lee’s eyes shoot straight to me. “Whats wrong?,” he said grabbing my hand. “Nothing, I’m just really hungry.” I lied.
Scanning through the restaurant, I heard a familiar laugh. As Lee lead me deeper into the dim-lit restaurant, I kept hearing the same laugh. My eyes whisked through looking, searching for the person with that laugh. That laugh… it echoed through my head… It sounded so familiar, but I haven’t heard it for a long time.
Excusing myself from the table to power my nose, I walked swiftly to the lou. Looking down as I walked, one foot in front of each another, I bumped into somebody, dropping my clutch. “I’m sorry,” I said bending down to pick it up. “No I’m sorry, Jay.” Jay? Nobody else called me that…. besides Zayn.
Shooting straight up, I stood there like I saw a ghost. My mouth hit the floor, nothing could come out. “Jay?” He said again. Still nothing came out, he grab my hand and pulled me into a long hug. A tear fell onto his chest. “Why are you crying?,” he said while sighing. “You left me… I missed you,” I said pulling away. Looking down at the floor, I couldn’t look at him without crying.
“Please don’t make this a sad reunion.” He chuckled.
“I’m sorry.”
“How’s everything? How’s mommy? How’s school?”
Damn! I forgot to tell him about my mom. How am I going to tell him!
Before I could say anything, a blonde girl came up behind him. Kissing his cheek she said “Babe you ready to go?” Babe? My heart sank into my stomach. He has a girlfriend. “Yeah, I’m good.” He took her hand and said “Jay this is Perrie, my girlfriend. Jay, Perrie, Perrie, Jay. She’s my best friend.” She looked at me, “Thats Jay?. I’ve heard so much about you,” she said reaching for my hand. “Really
Well I haven’t heard much of you,” I reached for her hand while looking at Zayn. I knew he was sweating blunts by now. Touching the back of his hand, with a dumb smile on his face he spoke.
“Yeahh, I’m really sorry about that Jay. A lot has been going on. Maybe we can catch up. How long are you in London for?”
“Ummm… well actually I live here now.”
With a shock look on his face he said, “Jaylen Hyde! You in London!? I dont think this city is ready for a girl like you.” I laughed, he knew I was the shyest girl in the world. “Well I should get back to my boyfriend, before he thinks I got kidnapped or something.” I smiled, I knew deep down that hurt Zayn but at this point I didn’t care. He has whats-her-face. Before I turned to go back to the table, Zayne asked me if my number was the same. I said yes, and I’ll be waiting for a text. Saying my goodbyes, I turned on my heal and headed for the table.
“What the hell took you so long?” Lee hissed.
“I ran into a old friend, I’m sorry,” I said rolling my eyes. He pulled me aggressively towards him, tightly gripping my wrist. “If you ever leave me alone on a date, I will make you regret that.” I cringed at the thought of what he could do to me. He let go of my wrist. I knew that would leave a mark in the morning.
Who was I going to study with? Who was going to stay up with me on the phone till the sun came up?
Pulling away I looked down at my shoes, trying to control my emotions but I couldn’t. “Jaylen, I’m coming back. I promise. You’ll be the first I come back to.” He said while tears streamed down his face, pulling my chin up. ” You’re my backbone. I love you, Zayn,” kissing his cheek as he picked up his suitcase. I took his hand, I loved the way our hands felt like they were designed to be together. Even though we are best friends, I always thought he would be the one for me. I highly doubt he felt the same way.
Looking at his face, I wanted to remember every curve, line, scar, and hair, I studied. I didn’t know when was the last time I was going to see him. Biting my lip as he let go of my hand, he grabbed me into the tightest hug I’ve ever had, feeling like I was being lifted off the ground. There was no other place I’d rather be. I wanted to stay in this moment for the rest of my life. It felt like centuries have passed when he finally let go of me. Looking into his eyes, I knew this had to be the hardest thing for him.
He kissed me on the corner of my lips, took my hand and whispered in my ear, “Dont forget me, Jaylen. I’m coming back. I love you.” A little tear came down from his eye, and he jumped in the car. As the car pulled away, I stood there waving, his eyes didn’t leave mine… I must have stood there for a good 10 minutes. My best friend…. was gone.
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Months have passed, Zayn called and text the first couple of weeks, but the longer he was gone, it became less and less. I couldn’t get him off my mind. I was trying to focus on my studies, I finally received my AA in Athletic Training. Every so often I would catch Zayn, and the band he was now in, One Direction, on TV. I couldn’t bear to watch the show. It made me miss him even more.
My heart was breathing for him to come back, it felt like a piece of it was with him. I didn’t want to be without him, everything was clouded. Stuff became worst, my mother had passed away from cancer while Zayn was gone. I couldn’t tell him, I just wanted him to focus on his dreams and not worry about me.
After him leaving and my mother passing, I moved into a new flat in London. I met a guy, Lee, at school who I’ve been casually dating for the past month. He was a sweetheart, but he didn’t know the real me nor did that I knew the world famous Zayn Malik from One Direction.
Tonight was date night, me and Lee set aside every Saturday for ourselves. Movies, dinner, the same old stuff Lee loved to do. Looking through my closet I pull out a pair of leggings, blue button down shirt, a brown beanie, and my favorite pair of brown boots, and rushed into the shower. Stepping into the shower, it felt wonderful to let the hot water hit my icy-cold skin. It was steaming off all the stress I had from school. Stepping out carefully, I wrapped the towel around my wet skin and started to look into the mirror.
Sighing, and rubbing my face. “What am I going to do with this hair?!” Running my fingers through my wet hair, I deiced to let it dry naturally and let my hair hang out tonight. I heard a knock at the door, “Lee is here early.”
I walked to the door, and open it a crack making sure to cover my body with the door, Lee stood there smiling. “Hey babe,” he said trying to open the door. “Lee! You’re early and I’m not dressed yet.” I blushed, “Well can I come in anyway?” I open the door enough for him to come in, and ran into my room so I could get dressed. As fast as light I put on my outfit on, grab my clutch, keys, and phone. Walking out to the living I stop by the kitchen to grab a glass of water before heading out the door.
Locking the door, I felt a hand on my back, a nibble on my ear “You look wonderful, Jay,” Lee whispered, while his warm breath oozed down my neck. I turned around a smiled shyly. Grapping his hand he lead me to his car, opened the door for me, kissed my cheek softly, and watched as I climbed into the passenger seat before turning on his heal to the driver’s side. The drive to the restaurant was silent, like always, me and Lee didn’t have much to talk about. And when we did, it was always about him.
I looked out the window watching the lights dance passed us, when we reached the restaurant I saw flashing white lights. Rolling my eyes, and saying to myself “Once again Lee takes us to a celebrity filled restaurant.” I sighed loudly, I felt Lee’s eyes shoot straight to me. “Whats wrong?,” he said grabbing my hand. “Nothing, I’m just really hungry.” I lied.
Scanning through the restaurant, I heard a familiar laugh. As Lee lead me deeper into the dim-lit restaurant, I kept hearing the same laugh. My eyes whisked through looking, searching for the person with that laugh. That laugh… it echoed through my head… It sounded so familiar, but I haven’t heard it for a long time.
Excusing myself from the table to power my nose, I walked swiftly to the lou. Looking down as I walked, one foot in front of each another, I bumped into somebody, dropping my clutch. “I’m sorry,” I said bending down to pick it up. “No I’m sorry, Jay.” Jay? Nobody else called me that…. besides Zayn.
Shooting straight up, I stood there like I saw a ghost. My mouth hit the floor, nothing could come out. “Jay?” He said again. Still nothing came out, he grab my hand and pulled me into a long hug. A tear fell onto his chest. “Why are you crying?,” he said while sighing. “You left me… I missed you,” I said pulling away. Looking down at the floor, I couldn’t look at him without crying.
“Please don’t make this a sad reunion.” He chuckled.
“I’m sorry.”
“How’s everything? How’s mommy? How’s school?”
Damn! I forgot to tell him about my mom. How am I going to tell him!
Before I could say anything, a blonde girl came up behind him. Kissing his cheek she said “Babe you ready to go?” Babe? My heart sank into my stomach. He has a girlfriend. “Yeah, I’m good.” He took her hand and said “Jay this is Perrie, my girlfriend. Jay, Perrie, Perrie, Jay. She’s my best friend.” She looked at me, “Thats Jay?. I’ve heard so much about you,” she said reaching for my hand. “Really
Well I haven’t heard much of you,” I reached for her hand while looking at Zayn. I knew he was sweating blunts by now. Touching the back of his hand, with a dumb smile on his face he spoke.
“Yeahh, I’m really sorry about that Jay. A lot has been going on. Maybe we can catch up. How long are you in London for?”
“Ummm… well actually I live here now.”
With a shock look on his face he said, “Jaylen Hyde! You in London!? I dont think this city is ready for a girl like you.” I laughed, he knew I was the shyest girl in the world. “Well I should get back to my boyfriend, before he thinks I got kidnapped or something.” I smiled, I knew deep down that hurt Zayn but at this point I didn’t care. He has whats-her-face. Before I turned to go back to the table, Zayne asked me if my number was the same. I said yes, and I’ll be waiting for a text. Saying my goodbyes, I turned on my heal and headed for the table.
“What the hell took you so long?” Lee hissed.
“I ran into a old friend, I’m sorry,” I said rolling my eyes. He pulled me aggressively towards him, tightly gripping my wrist. “If you ever leave me alone on a date, I will make you regret that.” I cringed at the thought of what he could do to me. He let go of my wrist. I knew that would leave a mark in the morning.
Notes
This is a fan-fic my sister and I started writing. We'll be posting it on our tumblr page, http://lyfeasadirectioner.tumblr.com, as well as on here so feel free to check it out. We update the story once every week, depending on our mood and if we have writer's block.I hope you will enjoy this story. Thanks x
