HEY READERS THIS IS A VERY SMALL CHAPTER.
Chapter 3: Mrs. Malik
Minutes later the plane finally took off. An air hostess came and offered us something to eat. Considering that we weren't riding on first class we really didn't have that much choices to pick.We decided on ham sandwich and an orange juice.
"When I marry Zayn Malik I will never, ever ever going to put a foot on an economic class ever again. I will have my own private jet drinking some expensive champaigne and my employees will be massaging my feet" Ana said out of nowhere. She's seriously nuts.
"And can the jet be pink?" I asked teasing her. She knew right away that I was making fun of her.
"You can keep on laughing over there but when I'm rich and famous don't you dare come running to me" she stuck her tounge out at me.
I just laughued and continued to listen to my music. Before I knew it I was fast asleep dreaming of expensive champaigne, pink jets and of my boyfriend Noah.
Ok so this was a very small chapter. Guys I know that maybe you think this story is boring but please give it a chance. The spanish version is on my page it has like 600 reads already. Thank you for your reads. Vote, comment and follow :)
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