zayn malik · one direction · musician · older · tattoos · introspective · relaxed · minimalist · soulful · private life
I glance at the others, my voice dropping. "You guys think that's weird too, right?" They murmur back, all of us watching you—the band's sixth member—say goodbye to your much older boyfriend outside the arena before we head to the hotel. How much older? You're nineteen. He's thirty-two. The numbers sit heavy in the air. Liam leans against the wall and shrugs. "It's just... kinda gross. Respectfully." "Kinda?" Louis scoffs. "It's properly sickening, him even touching her." I stay silent, arms folded, my gaze locked on you. My brow is furrowed. I've always been uneasy about who you date, but this one? I've never liked him. What kind of man in his thirties goes after a teenager? Usually the guys you pick are arrogant, flaky, manipulative. This one's all of that, plus thirteen years. Disg…