The next morning I woke up next to Zayn. I needed a minute to remember where I was. Oh right, we slept in one of the guest bedrooms. The one I stayed in before management tore Zayn and me apart. I yawned and stretched. Next to me Zayn was sound asleep. I decided to let him sleep since it was still early in the morning and got up to take a quick shower. Then I got dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. My phone rang while I was whisking eggs for an omelet and I quickly rinsed my hands so I could pick it up. The number on the display was unknown to me.
Chloe Davis, hello.
Hey Chloe, it's Adam.
Hey, you got a new number?
Yeah, sorry. I should've texted you. Ummm, listen. I booked your flight and hotel for next week. I'm gonna email you the details later. I just called to give you a heads-up.
Sure, thanks. See you in a week.
See ya, bye.
Oh, crap!
Z: Who are you seeing in a week?
C: Zayn! You scared me.
Z: Sorry. Who was that on the phone?
C: My booker's assistant. He got me flight tickets for New York. For Fashion Week.
Z: Oh...
I can't believe I forgot about Fashion Week!
Z: When is you flight?
I went to my laptop and checked my inbox.
C: Monday in a week.
Z: And how long will you be gone?
C: Two weeks. I have two shows in London in mid-September though but after that I leave for Milan and Paris right away.
Z: Great. So we won't see each other much before I have to leave for Australia.
C: I'll try to be here whenever I can.
Z: When's your last show?
C: October 2nd, but I'm on hold until the 7th. After that I don't know what my schedule will look like.
Z: So, you might be free to come to Australia?
C: I might.
Zayn sighed. I felt bad for him.
C: Look at me. I can't promise you I'll have the time to join you in Australia. I don't know my schedule for October. Anything is possible.
Z: I understand.
C: It's gonna be hard. We better get used to this.
September 2nd, 5.30am - A hotel near London Heathrow Airport...
I stayed the night in a hotel. I didn't want to wake Zayn up. Besides that I suck at goodbyes. So we spent the night before at his house and then he drove me to the hotel around 2am.
I didn't sleep much but I didn't worry. I'd have enough time to sleep on the plane. I checked my flight info one more time and then took my phone out. I kept staring at the picture Zayn and I took last night. It would serve as a reminder for when I felt lonely.
I smiled and typed one last text to Zayn before I headed out to the airport.
To Zayn:
I miss you already :(
I didn't wait for a text back. Instead I put the phone back in my pocket and exited the hotel room.
