ZAYNS POV
What the fuck does she think she is doing! I know were not together but really? And with Niall of all people. She's going to hurt him!
I debate in my head while pacing in the hallway outside of my room which is in between Nialls and Mads. Should I go talk to Niall? If I do he will be crushed and more than likely embarrassed. Why is he still even trying? She's all over me and hasn't even touched him. I look at Nialls door still debating on what to do. I hear a door open and rush to hide in a corner incase of it being a fan. I peek around the corner and see Mads walking out of her room with her phone to her ear and her purse on her shoulder.
"Yeah he said that ... yeah I'm pissed! He had no right to say that shit to me. I haven't even untouched him and anyway its not like were dating so I don't see the big deal?... Kay- Kay- Kayla it was a joke! ... So what you're saying im in the wrong? Bullshit! Whatever. Yeah I know you're right but we're supposed to be friends and friends joke with each other. No I don't like Niall ... Well I don't know , he's sweet, But that's not the point! He got mad at me for nothing. And called me slut.... Slut, whore its all the same thing. Okay yeah. I miss you so much. Okay bye love you." she hung up the phone and looked at the screen for a moment before walking into the elevator.
She didn't mess around with Niall. I feel like a complete wanker. I let jealousy get the better of me. Fuck. I walked back to my room and laid on my bed.
I need to make this up to her somehow. I fucked this up so bad!
In another note a part of that conversation popped into my mind "he's sweet". She thinks Nialls sweet. A new form of jealousy builds inside me but its not the same as usual. Now I know there's something between them.
Nialls on of my best mates but fighting with him over a girl is not part of the plan. I need to sweep her off her feet. I need to show her that I can be more than a guy she sleeps with. I need to shoe her my sweet side. I did it once, I can do it again.
I walk over to my suitcase and grab out a notebook and a pen I usually use to write songs. I rip out a pics of paper and grab the pen cap with um teeth and pull it off.

MADS POV
I went for a walk to calm myself down. The area was so beautiful and the people were so nice. Especially the One Direction fans that have caught onto the fact that I am the assistant. They asked to get pictures and I was more than welcomed. Some asked if I could get the boys but I had to deny. They looked said but understood.
As I got back up to my room I was more than ready to take a nap. I swung open my door to a delightful queen size bed. As I take a a step forward the sons of crinkled paper come from under my foot. I backed up and picked the folded piece of paper of the ground and opened it to see what was inside.

Dear Mads,
I am so sorry for the words I said to you. I was out of line and am a complete dick. I guess the thought of you and Niall together angered me. I felt a rage of jealousy the second you said his name. And at the same time I was trying to defend my mate. He deserves the best also. And as vague as this nigh sound I do too. You are an incredible woman that deserves the best. I can give you the best. I can give you everything. I can give you support. I can be there when you need someone to talk to, when you need someone to be with. I'll be in the lobby at seven. If you show I'll now you care for me. If you don't, well I guess I'll have to live with that.
-Zayn
Ps: You're beautiful.

I just stared at the words for what felt like hours. I looked at my clock, 5:30. I have and hour and a half to make up my mind. What should I do?

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