Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

26- A Dad

April 26, 2012 

It was now time to land, and I had just waken up. To my surprise,  I had slept all 21 hours that Zayn and I had been on the flight.

As I struggled to open my eyes, I felt someone sit next to me, and when I had finally gained the strength to lift both eye lids, I saw Zayn, smiling that million dollar smile, resting his hand on mine. 

"Ready to land?" He asked, as I felt the plane descend.

***

After getting all my baggage, which happened to be a suitcase, and walking toward the arrival gate, I heard the screaming fans.

"Don't worry babe, we have Mikey, Grant AND Casey here with us. You have nothing to worry about... okay?" Zayn said, holding my hand tighter, as I nod my head.

Walking through these crazy, die hard fan girls was terrifying. They wouldn't move for god's sake! Even when Mikey and Grant and Casey made way, they would fill up the gap again!

"Dude, these girls are killing me here!" I say, linking arms with Zayn, burying myself in his chest as we walk.

"It's okay, it'll be over with!" Zayn said, speed-walking through the girls that were now flashing him. Wow.

"BLAKE!" I shout, as I de-attach from Zayn's arm, not giving a care as to how many girls were between my best friend and I, I sprinted towards Blake, running and ending up jumping on him so my legs were wrapped around his waist.

"I missed you SOO much Livy-Bear!" he said twirling me around, as the flashing of the cameras were back.

Blake put me down, interwined his hand in mine, and turned around to see Zayn, Mikey, Grant and Casey-with my luggage- walking towards us.

"Hey man!" Zayn greeted, doing the little bro-handshake, walking out of the Airport doors, following Mikey, who was on the phone with someone.

"So, Livy, how was life in.... where ever you went?" He asked, slinging his arm over my shoulder, while I leaned my head on his shoulder. This was alright, since it was midnight here in Baltimore-meaning no paparazzi.

"It was great... I told you that Niall asked me to be his girlfriend right? well ya. and he told me he loved me before I boarded on the plane!" I shrieked, with Blake freaking out next to me.

My tall, best friend, yawned as he opened the door to the limo that has just pulled up.

"Miss. Shayne, and friend." Mikey said, as he held the door open for us, as I saw Zayn behind me, getting in after Blake.

"No offense, or anything but.. why aren't you with family?" Blake asks Zayn, yawning again.

"Well, I'm here with Liv to help her pack and take her and Beth to LA. Plus my folks are out on vacation.." Zayn said from next to me.

As Blake and Zayn conversed about the things I did not care about, I slipped on my beloved headphones, and turned on some Maroon 5.

***

I wake up, in my own mango colored bedroom, bundled up in my sheets, next to someone. Uncomfortable, I sit up, to realize that I am in an black sports bra and red spandex shorts-neither of which were covering my body.

As I look over to the other side of my bed, I see a snoring Zayn. But before I could do any harm, my phone had vibrated. Picking up my phone, I realize it is Niall calling me, so I pick up, whispering,

"Hey Ni, hold on one sec.. okay?" I ask, getting up and grabbing a black, long, knit cardigan; which ends at my knees, covering my spandex shorts and heading downstairs, slipping on my creme colored TOMS and heading out the front door.