31 Days.. (a zayn malik fanfiction)

chapter 8-beautiful

CHAPTER 8: BEAUTIFUL

I looked at myself in the mirror and cringed. I began to frustratedly play around with my hair, moving it in different directions to try and get it perfect, but it just wouldn’t agree with me. I leaned closer into the mirror and puckered my brow, carefully analysing my face to detect any flaws. 

“Holly what are you doing? You’ve been in here for at least three hours already. Just stop, you look fine.” Emily said as she walked into the bathroom cleaning up all the makeup around me,

I turned to her in shock, “Fine? FINE?! Is that all?! Oh my God I can’t just look fine when I meet One Direction.”

I was clearly stressing out more than I should have. My emotions were mixed between the excitement of my inner die hard fangirl of finally getting to meet my favourite band and my anxiety to impress them incase they might think I’m not good enough for Zayn. People always say that a first impression is a lasting impression, and in the first five seconds upon meeting someone they would have usually made their opinion about you already. So I had to make sure I was perfect.

“You already know that beauty comes from within, and you Holly, are beautiful.” Emily said. She stepped closer to me and before I could realise what was happening she had attacked me with a face wipe, smearing it all over my face. 

I shrieked trying to pull her hands away from me but she was much stronger than I was. So I gave up and stood there, letting her wipe all the make up off. 

“See, now doesn’t that look better? Natural beauty.” she said, turning my head to the mirror smiling,

I frowned. Zayn was coming in 15 minutes. There was no way I could redo my makeup now. I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror while drying my face with a small towel. Emily was right, like always. All I needed to do was show the boys Holly. Not through my looks, but through my personality. Because at the end of the day, your personality is what captures the heart. You could be the most prettiest or hottest girl, but if your personality didn’t match, then you would find yourself very lonely girl. But anyway, I knew very well that the boys were no where near shallow so I smiled at myself in the mirror with my bare face and walked out from the bathroom and into the kitchenette to find Emily on the couch and Carmello cooking lunch. How ironic. 

I sat myself down next to Emily and watched T.V. with her. 

“And in other news, has one of our heart throb One Direction boys stole away another lucky lady? We spotted Zayn Malik and his new mystery girl down by Big Ben yesterday sharing from what looked like a very intimate kiss. Is this just another to add to his big list of pretty girls or has she got that one thing?”

I shot up off from the couch and screeched as they began to show the footage of Zayn and I kissing. I really did forget where I was while we were kissing, because I seemed to completely forget that I was in the middle of a public place kissing my celebrity love interest for the world to see. I groaned and covered my eyes slightly embarrassed. 

“Woo! You go girl, get in there!” Emily joked,

I groaned even louder. What did the T.V. even mean by ‘is she just another to add to his big list of pretty girls?’, “big list”? I wasn’t well aware of the headlines the boys put in newspapers and on T.V. entertainment news, obviously since I lived in Australia. I only ever read what was on Tumblr and whatever SugarScape would put up. That one line dwelled on my mind for a long time. ’..is she just another to add to his big list of pretty girls?’. Did Zayn have a reputation of being with a lot of girls? It definitely seemed that way. I thought back through the years to see if I could try count how many girls I heard Zayn had been with. When I realised how many, I sat back on the couch and buried myself into my arms wrapped around my legs and sighed. It was well over how many fingers I had. Maybe I was simply overthinking things because I was still scared of getting hurt. I really was stupid with this whole situation to begin with. Everyday I still worry about getting my heart broken and not wanting to end up where I was before, lonely and broken. But yet I did nothing about it and continued to be with Zayn and allow myself to fall harder each day, when in reality, by the end of this month when I go back home, I was going to end up lonely and broken regardless. 

“Babe? Are you okay?” Emily asked,

Before I could answer, the door knocked, Zayn was here. I picked myself up and shook off all the doubtful thoughts circulating through my head. I couldn’t let this affect my day. All that mattered was that Zayn made me happy. Cherishing each remainding moment I had with him until I would have to leave instead of sulking around was the smarter choice. But I knew that that one line would always be at the back of my head. 

I opened the door to find Zayn standing there smiling, looking gorgeous as always. Was it weird that he was the one that took my breath away? Seeing him took away all the negative thoughts I had before, and I instantly felt ten times better. 

“You look beautiful.” he said genuinely, pulling a bouquet of flowers from behind his back,

I covered my mouth, surprised, eyes filled with joy. He made me feel a lot better about not wearing any make up, like I felt comfortable in my own skin. I leaped at him and squeezed him tight with my hug. 

“I know you like that corny stuff,” he chuckled

I pulled away to see his face and lovingly looked into his eyes, “Thank you.” 

He smiled and gave me a peck, quicker than I could even realise. 

“Don’t come home too late kids!” Emily yelled from the couch, “Just kidding! GO CRAZY!” 

“Remember to use condoms!” Carmello added in,

Zayn and I both laughed and I peaked my head out to see Carmello, “More like you two should remember to use condoms!” 

Carmello cheekily laughed and I shook my head, then blew a kiss to Emily, “Bye guys!” 

“Bye!” they replied,

“Bye!” Zayn quickly added in,

I closed the door behind me and grabbed Zayn’s head, planting a big fat sloppy kiss on his lips. 

“Sorry, couldn’t control myself.” I smirked and power walked towards the elevator. Zayn laughed and I could hear his foot steps quickly coming closer as he tried to catch up with me. He grabbed my hand and twirled me around, pushing me against the elevator doors, leaning closer into me just centimetres away from my lips. He moved my hair away from face and longingly stared at my lips and occasionally deep into my eyes. It felt like a lifetime waiting for him to kiss me already, he was driving me insane. My heart was beating like crazy. He finally bit his lip and slowly leaned in closer to place his lips on mine… until.. *DING!* .. the elevator doors opened.

I fell straight into the elevator onto my back and Zayn fell straight on top of me. I looked up and found a couple with their child. All of their eyes widened as they continued to stare at me on the ground with Zayn comfortably on top of. The young girl dropped her jaw, releasing her lollipop from her hold which conveniently fell on top of my forehead. 

“Ow.” I said scrunching my face, 

Zayn quickly stood up and let out his hand to help me up. We stepped to the side out of their way, while Zayn looked at the couple cheekily smiling and apologised. They said nothing and hurried their child off the elevator as the doors closed. We both bursted out laughing. I fell into Zayn’s arms, burying my face into his shoulder not believing how embarrassing that moment was. He held me tight and I comfortably closed my eyes resting on him, while sneakily taking a whiff of his cologne. 

“I’m so excited for you to meet the boys today,” Zayn went on, “And they’re really excited to meet you too!” 

I perked my head up off his shoulder and looked up at him surprised, “Really?.. What have you told them about me?”

“Everything they need to know.” he said while winking, 

The doors of the elevator finally opened onto the ground floor and we were greeted by a mass amount of paparazzi and fans all yelling and screaming at us. It didn’t take them long to find out where Zayn’s new mystery girl was staying, did it?