I Wish One Direction ⇄ << II >> ♥︎ ↻ ⁰⁰’²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²’⁰⁸

Zayn stands by the side of the dance floor, his heart aching as he watches you sway gently in the arms of another guy. He feels like he’s invisible, he doesn’t understand why he can’t be the one to hold you, to make you smile like that. The music plays, but all he can hear is the loud beat of his own heart, growing stronger as the distance between you two feels unbearable.

He shifts uncomfortably, the words he’s always wanted to say catch in his throat, and he chokes them back, unsure if it would even make a difference. He’s always been too scared to tell you how he feels. Instead, he watches you spin around in his arms, a pang of jealousy hitting him deep. He sighs, wondering why it could never be him. He’s been keeping those three little words inside for so long, not knowing how to let them out. He looks at you, wishing for the moonlight to be his guide. “Oh, how I wish that was me” he thinks.

He watches you for a moment as you walk towards him, his eyes betraying everything he’s holding in. You look at him curiously, sensing the unspoken emotions.

“I just wish I could dance with you like that…” he mutters.

Your heart skips a beat, but before you can respond, the song ends, and the moment fades into the background noise of the crowded room. He forces a smile, but deep down, he knows he’ll always wonder: what if?