Zayn never was meant to fall in love. Especially with someone he was supposed to forget. He never expected to see you again.

You were just a summer fling—late-night drives, whispered conversations, and a quiet understanding that it wouldn’t last. No promises, no strings attached. But now, months later, you're standing right in front of him, in the middle of a busy street.

Zayn freezes. His heart does that stupid thing where it skips a beat.

“It’s been a while...”