"So your mom died?" He asked. We were sitting on swings at an old park we used to play together at.

"Yeah..."

"You still friends with Amelia and Fiona?"

"Well duh."

"And you have a diner?"

"Yep."

"Man, and you changed..."

"Yeah." I said with an awkward laugh. He pulled out a cigarette.

"You smoke?"

"You didn't know that?And you call yourself a directioner." He lit it. Suddenly a bunch of girls came over and sat on one of the tables. Zayn hid his face.

"Fan girls eh?" He nodded. We went up to the covered bridge (still in the playground) and sat down. They started playing one direction songs. Suddenly One Thing came on. Out of instinct I sang it, so he started too, we were singing really loud and were giggling at the same time.

After they had stayed there for what seemed like years they finally separated and went home. "Thank god." I said as I climbed out and went back to the swing. He came out and sat on the swing next to me. "So why did you visit?"

"I didn't plan on it, the lads and I were just touring to random places, this just happened to be one of those places.

"Oh."

"I really have to go." He got up.

"Can you and the boys visit my diner sometime?" I asked.

"I'll ask them, Niall will obviously be up for that, but..."

I got up and hugged him, "I really missed you." He hugged back.

"I did too." He walked off.

Zayn was back. He was at home. I couldn't be happier.