ARIANA’S POV
My eyes stayed fixed on Zayn as he paced around the room with his phone pressed to his ear. The tension in his voice was hard to miss as he spoke in low tones, and he kept tugging at his thick hair every ten seconds.
I could tell he didn’t like whatever the person at the other end was saying. When he finally ended the call, he let out a heavy sigh and raked a hand through his dark hair.
“What’s the matter?” I asked softly, my stomach already twisting into a knot before I even got an answer.
He looked at me with an apologetic expression. “I have to leave today. There’s a summit in China, and I just got a call this morning. It’s important—really important—and unfortunately for me, I can’t lie my way out of this one.”
My heart sank as I sat up straight. “How long will you b
