you walk in, and my strength walks out the door.

"You wouldn't be crashing my dinner if-if you were invited, so if we get out of this metal cage, feel free," she said, a wry grin resting on her lips as she rubbed her shoulders with her hands and pushed her still wet hair off her neck since even though it had seemed eons ago, she had just been swimming. She smiled and shook her head. "I'm too anal about uni, I think this proves I need a break," she said with a small, nervous grin since she was concentrating on every single word he said so she didn't have another anxiety/asthma attack and then again consequently die. Seriously, she hadn't even called her mum in a good week - she basically wasn't allowed to die yet.

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Zayn payed the utmost attention to even the smallest action of Miley tucking a piece of hair behind her small ear. He was at a loss to what he could do because this was his fault - if he had been a regular, trouble making but not so public lad, she wouldn't have been going through the same thing Lou and Elanor, and every other famous rich kid he knew with a girlfriend. It was the curse of doing well, really. "I-I think I'll pretend that I was with someone else after you, just some lass from back home, but I haven't all righ'?" he asked. At least if he pretended to move on then maybe they would leave her alone and they could start to repatch what had happened between them.

"If you're sure then expect me over sometime after we get out of here." Liam told her with a small smile, he of course wouldn't have even thought about showing up at her flat out of nowhere just because he thought she was having a nice dinner. Liam probably wouldn't have even known what she was having for dinner if she hadn't brought it up. Yea his nose wasn't really as amazing as Niall's, and he couldn't really smell food from like a mile away like his lad could. And in all honesty he didn't mind that either. "I used to be like that, super into everything I did, couldn't even let myself have fun. Even after the band got started I wasn't even sure we were going to work out. I mean Louis was just so playful and joked about everything and couldn't take anything seriously I couldn't stand him. But after a while I guess I just let myself go some tried to live a little more on the fun side. And while I still can be pretty serious about work and stuff I'm not that bad anymore." He told her knowing he was still the responsible one, but well he got on a lot better with the other lads and wasn't so anal about everything anymore.

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Miley glanced to Zayn and sent a small smile his way. She leaned forward a little and took his hand in both of her own and pulled it closer to him so she could gently press her lips to his fingers and then lace their fingers together again and try to enjoy his larger hand against her own smaller one again. Because she had missed this, she had missed him, and she'd missed all the little things they'd done with one another. She missed how well he knew her and all the things he could name off that he liked about her. She missed it all. She missed him. "I want you to know that this isn't your fault." She said softly swallowing a lump in her throat. "And that I love you Zayn Malik." She added wanting to lean across the booth and kiss him, but she could hardly keep herself together as it was, and she wasn't sure kissing him was a smart idea.

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