Hate Turns To Lust (One Direction/ Zayn Malik Fanfic)

♪ Chapter 24 ♪

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~Aria’s P.O.V~

Exactly one week ago, I got my stupid casts off my arm and leg, and today was the day I got on a plane and flew to England.

Everything was packed and ready to go, yet I had feeling deep down that I didn’t want to leave. The only thing that kept me moving towards that check-in center,for luggage, was Zayn, and the fact that my brother was shoving me along.

I was excited that I was finally leaving L.A to go somewhere I’ve never been, and better yet my brother was going with me. At the moment Jake was actually living in England, he had a few buddies there and apparently he shared an apartment with them.

My dad and I already said our goodbyes because he couldn’t make it to the airport and for once in a long time, I felt disappointment. He didn’t even give me an extra glance as Jake drove away. He just closed the door and probably went back to his office to organize his schedule for the next celebrities he was seeing.

I stopped caring what my dad did for a while now, but right now I missed the way we used to be. I probably won’t be coming back until Christmas and he didn’t even have time to come with me to the airport. Maybe, I wasn’t important to him anymore and only his job and that b*tchy wife of his did.

I sighed and Jake looked at me with concerned eyes. “Are you okay Aria? You’re so unfocused,” Jake said grabbing my arm and leading me to sit down at the waiting area.

“I am fine, just tired and way too excited,” I gave him a weak smile.

I wasn’t lying when I said I was tired. Everything these days just felt so out of place, with Jake being home and having a boyfriend that actually loved me; I just wasn’t use to it. It also felt as if I was changing back to the way I was before I met Austin, and I wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Things that I didn’t care about before now caught my attention like when the old lady who lived beside us dropped her bag of groceries I helped picked them up,but before I would’ve scoffed and rolled my eyes.

I know that I was mean before but that’s how I was. Now all of sudden, I was turning… softer and more caring. I am pretty sure it was a good thing but it was just different.

“Flight 156 to London, England is now boarding, first class ticket holder can make their way to the entrance of the plane,” A sweet voice rang through the speakers above.

Jake stood up and held onto my arm gently to support me. Though I was all better, my legs were still a little weak from not walking in a while.

It was a good thing I worked out before I got injured because I wouldn’t have been able to walk like the way I am now but instead I would’ve had to gone to those physical therapy classes.

Jake and I handed our tickets to a bored looking lady scanning tickets. She let us through and we walked down the bridge to the plane. Jake helped me put my carry-on into the luggage storage on top of us, while I slid in to my seat. I pulled out my bag and put it under my seat as the take-off was going to be soon and we had to put everything underneath our seat.

“You ready for college?” Jake asked.

I nodded my head a smiled a bit,”Yea, but I am still surprised I actually got in, you know,” I stated.