Set You Free - One Direction Fanfiction

Chapter 8

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So I finally updated ! Although I don't thing its that good. I'm just trying to get to the fun part quicker lol.

Sorry I didn't update quicker. Its because I missed like 2 weeks of school and I was trying to keep up with the work.

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"Sleeping" He said pouting. I then looked up and noticed he was shirtless.

My frown lines were activated and my mouth was changed to a 0 shape.

"But that’s my bed." I said pointing at the nicely made bed.

"Wrong, it's ours". He pointed out. "Plus the couch really hurts my back. You can sleep there if you want ofcourse."

I rubbed my forehead looking for a snappy comeback but sadly, I've run out.

"But I'm a girl"

That was the only argument I could come up with. Call me stupid.

A deep chuckle came from the other end.

"I know and I'm a guy. I thought you would have figured out by now." His response just irritated me.

If I wasn't already fuming before then I definitely am now.

"Zayn, I don't get you at all. You are this weird person with mood swings. Seriously what are you trying to prove by doing all this? You got what you wanted so can you please just leave me alone. Leave."

I scanned his face for any emotion but there was nothing. How could he not get hurt?

If someone said something like this to me I'd be on the verge of tears already. But, that’s just me.

He stood up and left the bed with a sigh.

Good, now he makes me look like I'm the bad guy.

(The next morning)

*Zayn's POV*

"Come on Zayn. Come quickly."

"I'm coming Olivia." I said fixing my hair with my free hand.

It's just so hard with this crappy airport mirrors.

I ran fast but the weight of Olivia's suitcase slowed me down.

{Flight E21 is now ready for boarding. Passengers please report to gate 6}

Ugh. I had no time to catch my breath. Olivia kept running.

She turned her head making her pony tail flop. "We'll miss it"

She screamed.

"Sorry. But if you would like to carry this heavy piece of metal be my guest."

My response made her role her eyes.

We stopped running when we saw Gate 6.

The air hostress took us to our first class seats.

Olivia grabbed a window seat and I sat beside her and plugged on my music. Olivia was staring at the window doing the same.

Halfway through the flight I felt a poke on my shoulder.