You and Zayn, as everyone else would say were always up to something… Whether it was jumping on the beds at hotels, driving around past midnight with all the windows down, or going to random restaurants with names neither of you could pronounce, the both of you just did anything possible that you weren’t supposed to.

The two of you first met when you were hired as their designer's assistant. On your first day when you walked into the studio, the first thing you saw was a dark haired boy laying upside down on the couch with his feet up on the wall, and his hands holding himself up on the ground. He suddenly looked over and saw you standing there. He lifted one of his hands to try and wave but within seconds he lost his balance and fell right on his face. He looked back up at you and waved weakly before letting his arms fall back to the ground. chuckling you walked away and introduced yourself to the other guys.

Tonight, the night before the boys had a show in Chicago so everyone went to bed early. Everyone except for you and Zayn of course. The two of you sat on each end of his bed in silence.

You guys sat there for a little and waited till everyone was asleep so you could go out and do something. Did you guys know where you were going? No, but was that stopping you guys from doing it? No. Once you stopped hearing noises around the bus and heard Niall leave the kitchen and flop onto his bed, you guys knew you were good to leave.

You guys snuck out the front of the bus and didn’t waste time to start walking. You guys walked for a while before finding the tall building you passed earlier on the way back from dinner. As soon as the both of you guys saw the building you smirked at each other and walked right over to it. After a few minutes, you guys managed to successfully sneak into the building and climb up to the roof. The two of you sat on a ledge watching cars quickly drive by when Zayn suddenly turned to you and pretended to push you.

“What would you do if I actually pushed you off?”