Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 1

*EMMAS POV*

"Emma! Switch dresses you have approximately a minute and a half before having to get back out on the floor!" 

I quickly run over to my rack of clothes and have my stylists help me slip on my next dress. Figures that it is another dress impossible to walk in. Just my luck. 

I quickly get to my spot in line for getting on the runway. When its my turn I do my signature left hand on hip, sassy walk. I have a smirk on my lips the whole time I walk. Striking a pose at the end of the runway. Cameras flash in my direction. This was nothing I wasn't use to. 

I walk off the stage and my stylists come up to me offering me something to drink. 

I shoo them off, "Do I look like I want a drink right now?" I snap at them.

They back off and I walk up towards the other models getting ready for the finale. We all walk out in a line clapping our hands for the designers of the clothes and off the stage. I change back into my clothes I came in and go find my manager, Lucy. 

I see her sitting in a spot out in the audience after everyone else has gone. "Lucy!" I yell at her. 

She jumps to her feet saying, "I'm sorry, Miss Jones. Are you ready to go?"

"I've been ready for like 6 minutes." I complain to her. 

"Right." She says quietly, trying to say it to herself but fails. I choose to leave it alone and follow her to the car. 

Sometimes I wish I could just strangle this woman. 

*ZAYNS POV*

The boys and I run off the stage of our last performance in Chicago. We would be spending the rest of the month in New York just because management said we deserved a break. We chose New York just because we had a lot of friends staying there. 

"Great show tonight boys." I say to the rest of the band. 

"WHERE IS THE FOOD?!" Niall screams totally ignoring me. Typical Niall.

Liam walks by me patting me on the shoulder, "You too, mate."

I was actually really excited to get to go to New York. We haven't been there in a while. New York was always one of my favorite places to go. 

We load up into the suburbans and we were off to the airport. There was no messing around when it came to us. We meant buisness when we wanted to get somewhere and in this case it was New York. 

We arrive at the airport and load into our private jet that management had arranged for us. This jet was suppose to get us to New York in under two hours. We would arrive just in time for the annual "Celebrity Party" that one of our mates threw yearly. Anyone who was anyone was going to be there. 

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We arrive in New York and there were already cars waiting for us at the airport to take us to our hotel. We all pack into the cars and head to our hotel. We have the biggest room in the whole place, along with an entire floor to ourselves for privacy reasons. 

We arrive at the hotel and head straight upstairs into our room. We immediately change into our evening clothes knowing we didn't have much time until the party started. 

We all walk down into the lobby where our drivers were waiting for us. They took us over to time square where the party was. It was located in the best club in all of New York City. We walk in to see a ton of people all dancing and drinking.

Tonight was gonna be fun.

*EMMAS POV*

Me and some of the other models were all invite to a party in time square tonight. We all had accepted the invitation and here we were at the hottest club in New York City. I am only 18 and not technically legal to be drinking but here they either didn't care or actually thought I was 21. I ad already had one beer and was heading up for another. 

The bartender smiles at me knowing I was just here for a beer and he goes to make me another. He either thinks I will be drunk as fuck tonight or he is trying to flirt with me because he keeps giving me this same smile and staring at me. 

I give him money for the beer and grab it and murmur "Thanks."

I go to turn around and am greeted by a big glass of beer all over my chest.

"What the hell?!" I scream looking down at my clothes which were now soaked with beer. 

"I'm so sorry." The person says, obviously a man. 

"Next time watch where your going you little-" I look up to see dark haired man standing in front of me. He was beautiful. It took me a minute to figure out who he was because of the alcohol in my system. But, when I did I was immediately embarrassed. 

Zayn Malik.

(A/N: Emma is played by Selena Gomez!)