*Emily’s POV (Early Afternoon, Sunday)

I’ve been in NYC writing songs with Zayn for over a month now and things are going incredibly well. We’ve successfully written three songs in this time and also during this time, Zayn and I hit it off and started dating on May 20th. We celebrated our 1 month anniversary yesterday going out to eat at a fancy restaurant (he paid of course) and then we spent the rest of the night in his apartment cuddling and watching TV.

I guess I can’t call it his apartment since we live there together, but really I’m just his guest until school starts again and I go back to the AMDA dorms. I know. “You’re living with him when you barely know him?” Yes, but I don’t really have anywhere else to stay so I didn’t really have a choice. And it’s not like we’re sharing a room; he has a spare.

Zayn’s plan is to make an EP with 6 songs on it so we’re halfway done. We can’t believe how well we collaborate when writing a song. My music and his lyrics are a perfect match. We have very little arguments about our creative choices and it’s almost as if we’re meant to be partners.

I was afraid at first that us being in a relationship and being music partners wouldn’t mesh well, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. I told the girls about him and sent them his picture and they think he sounds sweet and is super sexy. I can’t really argue with them there. Everything is going so much better this summer than I ever expected.

Mr. DeVito said that once we’re done with the album and it’s as perfect as possible, that I’ll be leaving New York. I’m really excited to go back home and reunite with Sammie, but I’m also really sad that I have to leave Zayn. I’ve been avoiding the subject with him about me leaving next month and then going back to school, but I feel like we need to talk about it sooner rather than later.

I’m concerned that he isn’t going to want to keep up our relationship and that he’ll decide that we should just break up. But if he has deep enough feelings for me like I think he does, he won’t do that to me, or to us. He’s out getting some groceries right now, but I’ve decided that right when he gets back, I’m going to sit him down and talk about this, no matter how much I want to avoid it.

He gets back so I say “Hey babe can we talk about something?” He sets the grocery bags on the kitchen table and says “Sure, love. Is something wrong?” “Maybe a little.” I admit to him. He comes and sits next to me on the couch and takes my hand. “Talk to me.” He says sweetly. “It’s about next month. By then, your album will be finished.” I say.

“Correction, our album will be finished. You don’t really think I’d take all the credit for this, do you?” he asks. “No, I guess not. You sound just like my best friend Mackenzie. Anyways, I’m getting off track. The album being finished means that…I leave New York. …I leave you. And then I start school again and who knows how often will get to see each other.” I say looking down expecting to hear the worst.

Instead, Zayn lifts my chin up and says “I know you’re leaving. I know you’re going to school. But I want to make this work. You won’t be too far away from me even though we won’t be living together anymore. Besides…I care about you way too much to let you go so soon.” he finishes kissing my hand. This boy just said everything I was hoping to hear. Relieved, I embrace him and we kiss. “Now, help me put away these groceries.” Zayn says getting up.

I follow him to the kitchen and we unpack the groceries before going through a perfectly normal summer night for us in NYC. He makes me dinner and we watch TV curled up on the couch. This all seems so unreal. I’m in NYC, writing songs, dating, and living with an incredible guy who is willing to stay together when I go home and then start school again. Things are going great for me right now and I hope that this lucky streak never ends.

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