Zayn's POV:

"Mum is coming to see the shoot next week" Shreya told me as I was picking up my belongings from the table.

"That's awesome" I told her.

"But you will be leaving before she comes,right?" She asked with a pout.

"Don't be like that.No matter where I go,I am still your brother and I will fly back here the very next moment if you want me to kick anybody's ass or if you simply want to kick mine" I told her in a mock-serious tone.A smile cracked on her face.

"I will miss you,bhai" She wrapped her arms around me and placed her head on my shoulder.

"I will miss you too,Afra but promise me something" I told her.

"What is it?" She asked me.

"You should spend atleast a month with me after your movie-shoot is done" I told her.

"I am sure Harry will go nuts if he hears it but okay.Promise" She smiled,her dimples popping out.

As we walked to the set,my phone buzzed in my pocket.I excused myself from her and walked away and swiped my thumb across the screen.

"Zayn here" I greeted.

"Zayn,I got you a flight ticket to LA tonight" My PA's voice sang through the speaker.

"Oh alright.Mail me the details.I will talk to you later" I hung up the call.

Shreya was with the director along with the other artists.I looked around trying to spot Diya but she wasn't there.The last time I saw her was in Shre's room last night when I went to take a shower.I dialled her number for the umpteenth time from my mobile and still I couldn't reach her.I felt my back pocket buzz and reached for it.It was my sister's phone and the caller was a new number.I swiped my thumb across it and placed it on my ear.

"Shre,keep your brother with you itself" Diya's voice sternly ordered.

"And if she didn't?" I asked her smirking.

"Crap,where is Shre?" She asked blandly.

"She's in shoot.Where the hell are you?" I asked her stressing on my question.

"Why should I tell you?" She asked in a low voice.

"Because I wanna see you" I replied back.I heard her take a deep breath.

"Come to your room" She hung up the call.

I waved for Shreya's assistant to come over to me and handed her my sister's phone.I put on my shades and hung my head low as I took long strides back to my room.I wonder how the celebrities here manage to disguise themselves without a hoodie,it is quite the task for me.As soon I was in my room,I switched on the AC and sat on the couch with a sigh.I heard a knock on the aluminium side of the wall.It had a door and was locked in my side.I quickly got to my feet and unlocked it.The door was pushed open and Diya stepped in.She quickly locked the main door of my room and turned to me with her arms across her chest.

"Why did you want to see me?" She asked.

"Why? Did I dream all of yesterday's events?" I asked her back.

"It doesn't matter...You're leaving anyway" She told quietly looking away and blinking rapidly.

I grabbed her upper arm and pulled her to me.Her breath fanned my neck and her hands grasped my biceps for support as I looked her in the eye.

"Look at me in the eye and tell me it didn't matter,Diya" I whispered.

She closed her eyes and lowered her head.I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her in place.

"Diya,it matters to me.You trusted me with your virtue.You can't fucking ignore me like it was nothing" I told her as her eyes bored into mine with tears.

Her tears began falling as she buried her face into the crook of my neck and began sobbing softly.I held her as close as possible to me.She softly bit my neck and kissed it and then slowly pushed me to my bed.Before I could spill my words,she tied my tongue with hers.She discarded our clothes and wasn't definitely taking no for an answer.She was the boss and I let her be as she raised me to peaks of pleasure.

She rested her head on my bare chest wearing just her shirt.Her hands traced the tattoos on my abs.I placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Are you ready to talk now?" I asked her.

"Mmm" She responded with a nod.

"I like you,Diya.I have liked you for a long time" I told,looking at the ceiling as I caressed her head.

"I have liked you since Shre showed me that video in 2011" She chuckled.

"Will you be my girlfriend,then?" I asked her with hope.

She got off me and began to shuffle into her clothes.I quickly sat up and reached for her hand but she moved away.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"I am not like Shreya,Zayn.I can't stay in a long-distance relationship.It won't work" She said looking at her feet.

"Diya,give it a chance for me,for us,please?" I pleader her placing her hand on my chest over my heart letting her feel my heartbeat.

Her hands crept up my neck and pulled me.Her lips lightly touched mine.

"We met and we talked and it was epic, but then the sun came up and reality set in" She whispered.

"What?" I whispered back.

Her lips collided with mine and her hands roamed my body.When her lips left mine,she walked away too.

A/N:

I was supposed to publish this on June 15th,my ninteenth birthday but the previous day's incident shook me very badly.Sushant Singh Rajput was such down-to-earth person and he was a perfect human who helped others come up in life but it is such a shame that people let him down.

He was a crush,an inspiration,a role model and a gem.

You will be missed,Sushant...

P.s.It is my poem.