Running; Zayn Malik & Me

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Hi..... 

Sequel to X Factor, Exams & Zayn Malik is here.. Finally. 

Apologies for being so poo with updates. Feel free to abuse me. 

Sorry it's short..

But I do have more written so next update will be Saturday. 

If anyone would like to make a cover then there is a part that you could have in the story....:D 

Enjoy :) 

We had left Torquay at about 3am earlier that morning after deciding to leg it. Me and Zayn had taken turns driving his Range Rover up to London and because the roads were dead it had taken just over two hours and so now, it was 6:30am and our train to Paris was due to depart any minute. 

We were sat in the back corner of the back carriage, Zayn had his hoodie pulled up round his face and I was nestled into his side trying to sleep. 

But I couldn’t.

I was leaving everything behind, and I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t, I was ecstatic. 

Zayn wriggled around and pulled his phone out his back pocket. I nudged him with my shoulder and whimpered at him pathetically. He just chuckled and stuck his phone to his ear. 

“Who are you ringing?” I looked up at him and asked.

“Carl” he replied simply. 

“Who’s Car-?” I tried to ask before Zayn lightly stuck his fingers over my mouth. 

“Hi Carl, it’s Zayn”

I tried to lick and bite his fingers to get his attention but he just glared at me playfully and shook his head, I gave up and leant against the other side of the phone to try and find out what was going on. 

“Yeah, and I’m so sorry, but I really need your help” he said and bit his lip. 

I think ‘Carl’ was moaning about the time. 

Zayn chuckled, “Look I need you to get me 2 million, I’m disappearing for a while and you’re the only one I know I can trust”

2 million?! 

I sat up straight and tried to scrape my jaw from the floor. 

Zayn smiled, “Paris, we’ll be there by 10am”. He nodded and laughed, “Yes Beth”

I scrunched my eyes up and leaned back towards the phone to try and hear what was being said but Zayn pushed my face away. 

“Thank you, so much, I owe you one. I’ll drop you a text when we arrive. And.. And can you not mention this to anyone? Please?” 

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