Zayn Malik is my hubby

It's been like a month or two since I have seen the last of Cench. With me working 24/7 and him touring the world we couldn't even call each other with the time difference. He is always on my mind. At work. Home. Store. Cooking. He's the only thing I can think about.

Watching love note isn't helping much. Not gonna lie romantic movies makes my eyes scratch. It actually makes me want to rip out my eyes with all the cliche. But I miss him to much. I need to distract myself.

"Hi girl"

"Finally you're home" I replied to my best friend also known as my roommate who is never fucking home and my fucking sistah.

"How are you doing" she asked

"I'm good why you asking" I replied confused

"Oh you haven't seen it have you?" She replied with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Seen what"

"Go on instagram" she confessed

Going on instagram at the top I could see Cench posting sum new on his story.

Clicking on it.

....

Omg my fucking god.

fucking bitch.

guys I live and love for Yubo. Going live on Yubo is so fun istg