*On Hold* Crazy Confusion (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 4

“Can I sleep in here?” I ask my beautiful boyfriend, gazing into his bright blue eyes.

“Of course love,” he replies stretching his arms out for me.

I lay on his bed and snuggle up to him, resting my head on his chest and wrapping my arm around him. Then something weird happens. He starts laughing. What on earth could he be laughing at?

My eyes snap open.

I look up to see Zayn grinning ear to ear and stifling a laugh as he looks down at me snuggled into him. I shriek, startled that he is here, then start laughing with him. He puts his arm around me still laughing.

“Right, so ready to go to London? I’ll warn you that with five lads instead of just me, this is likely to happen quite often,” he looks at me trying to act serious. “You think you can manage?”

“Well, I suppose I’ll have to adjust,” I wink up at him.

“Good, now let’s get you home so you can pack, because we both know that’s gonna take you the rest of the week,” he gets off the bed and goes to grab some jeans and a tee shirt.

“Yeah, at least the rest of the week,” I reply while he walks back out of the bathroom.

“Well let’s hope it only takes you that long. Our plane leaves at 10:00 Tuesday morning. That means you have the rest of today, Sunday and Monday to be packed. I think you’ll be fine.”

“Well, Zayn, you’re not a girl. You don’t understand how much I have to get ready!” I complain with a mock look of panic across my face.

He rolls his eyes and starts walking out to my car. I follow, still in his sweats.

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“El, you’ve got everything! You checked like 20 times already. Just chill, if you did forget something important, we can just buy it in London or Anne, er, your Mum can mail it for you,” Zayn says as we are riding to the airport.

I just sigh at him and look out the window. I still can’t believe I get to be away all summer. With my best friend. And One Direction! I bet any girl would kill to be in my position right now. Of course I don’t see it the same as they do. They would see it as getting to meet five celebrities. To me, its just going with my best mate to go meet four of his friends.

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There is a fair amount of traffic so when we finally get to the airport we start to sprint down the corridors to get to our boarding gate. We make it on the plane with seconds to spare. We walk down the aisle of the plane and find two empty seats near the back. I fight Zayn for the window seat but I know its no use because he’s strong and can easily get past me. We just sit there for a few minutes, then the speakers turn on and a woman’s voice comes from them.

“Welcome passengers. At this time I would ask that everyone’s seatbelt is fastened and all electronic devices are powered off. Thank you for choosing us for your flying needs. Have a great flight!”

She sounded far too chipper for the job she had.

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The flight hasn’t been very long. The flight attendant just announced that we should once again have our seatbelts on because we are about to land. It may seem weird but I’ve never been to London so I’m getting pretty excited. We get off the plane and go to find our bags.

“We can get a cap or I can call one of the lads to come get us,” Zayn says as we walk toward the exit.

“I dunno. Let’s just get a cab. It’ll be easiest. That way we can surprise them since they don’t know exactly when we were meant to come,” I reply.

“Uh, actually, I never told them you were coming for sure,” he says trying to avoid eye contact.

“Well that was smart. Good job Zaynie,” I mock irritation and turn around crossing my arms.

He laughs and walks outside to hail a cab. I follow him and look down the road to see if any are coming. We spend almost 20 minutes trying to find one that will stop for us but they all seem to ignore the teenage girl and boy standing on the curb yelling and waving their arms at each cab that passes. We finally get one and quickly climb in piling our bags with us.

“Yess! Finally got one!” Zayn exclaims as we get situated.

I laugh at him and he instructs the driver on where to take us, giving him a slip of paper with an address on it. I figure it must be where they boys’ flat is. It takes about 10 minutes to get there. We thank the driver. I get our bags while Zayn pays the man. He drives away and I look around the street we stopped at to see which one is the flat. Zayn must notice because he comes over to me and points to my right.

“Third floor on the right,” he says.

I look in the direction he’s pointing to see a huge apartment building. We walk up to it and go inside to the lobby. It is beautiful, clean and very modern. We go over to the elevator and make our way to the third floor. Once the elevator doors open we turn and walk down the corridor to their flat. Zayn turns the knob and the door swings open.

Let me just say, the sight of the four boys on the other side of the door, is something I will never forget...

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Hello Lovelies!

Hope you like this chapter. Sorry it was a bit short but I gave you a cliffhanger!

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-Isabelle xx