Alia pulled on one side of her earpiece before giving the other one to Zayn, playing the song, Yellow by Coldplay. It was their favourite song by their favourite band. She intertwines their hands, leaning her head against his shoulder. The cool evening breeze reins over them both. "Zayn?" She speaks softly as her gaze averts onto him instead. "Not leaving, right?" "Of course not.." Zayn replies, eyes still kept on the apocalyptic sight in front of them. He gives her palm a gentle squeeze, as if silently acknowledging them both. "...us against the world, mouse." CONTAINS: VULGAR LANGUAGE/ USAGE OF DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE/ ABUSE/ MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES/ EATING DISORDERS Hope ya like it :D