The Help- Zayn Malik fanfic<3

PART 3

My eyes flickered open to a banging headache, and I felt ill, very ill. I got up and took some painkillers, then looked at my phone 12:14pm. 2 new messages.

Zayn Malik- Hey, plane just landed, am on my way :) xx

Ariannnnaaaaa :O - how's ya head? xxxx

The text from Zayn was 15 minutes ago, the airport is 1 hr away from my house, so I have 45 minutes?

I replied saying ok, but be warned :/

I pulled my aching body into the kitchen for food and some orange juice. I always got bad hangovers, but then I never really go out and get drunk.

I had a shower and got just put some sweat pants on with a tank top for the time being. Luckily, my house was pretty tidy, apart from the odd item of clothing but he wouldn't notice!

My door knocked, just as I finished getting the house sorted. I buzzed the gate and a taxi drove to my door. The face of Zayn made its way to my house, and I opened the door.

"SKYLAR!" He said.

"ZAYN!" I mocked giving a hug.

I took him inside and got him a drink. I felt really really bad, and sick, but I tried to keep happy.

"I got you some presents," he smiled.

"Thanks!" I replied. He handed me like 6 packets of Oreo biscuits, a load of fluffy socks and a magazine. To my surprise, me and Ariana were already on the front.

"How did you know?" I said, referring to the Oreos and socks.

"I watched the interview," he said simply.

"Ahh, clever boy!" I said, opening one of the packets.

"I guess you feel abit rough?" He asked. I nodded my head and began to flick through the magazine.

"THE TWOSOME IS BACK AND CAUSING TROUBLE ALREADY!

Last night a group of A-Listers were caught outside a club in down town LA. These included Skylar Jones and Ariana Grande, who took gret joy in pulling faces at the paps! So did we, don't they look fab?

Sky and Ari were reportedly dragged home by Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber after drinking a fair few.

In the afternoon yesterday, Skylar featured in a interview that refered to her mums death, she didn't take this well. Here at Heat we think she needed some cheering up. All hats off to you Skylar, you go girl!"

I read the article and chuckled at the picture. It was the one of us with our noses like pigs.

"You're mad!" He said.

"Heyy!" I said thumping his arm.

"So why were you upset?" He asked.

"Um- I will tell you later," I said.

"You can tell me anything Skylar, I won't spread it, like the other jerks you've dated!" He said.

"I know Zayn, I know," I said quietly.

Zayn went to get coffees whilst I got dressed for the day. One of my favourite things about LA is the weather. Most days it's hot so I can wear dresses and skirts.

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I happily bounced back downstairs to my living room, where I found Zayn peering at photographs and ornaments around the room. Some people would have been a bit miffed, but I just gazed at him as he wondered around the room. He picked up my most treasured memory. It was a small silver box filled with my precious things. He put the box back when he realised I was there.