The Help- Zayn Malik fanfic<3

PART 10

ZAYN MALIK FANFIC

THE HELP PART 10

+1 Week

Skylars POV

I opened my eyes and sighed, today would be a long one. For the last 3 years, I've hated it. Want to know why? It's the anniversary of my moms death. As usual, I'm going to go to the graveyard and pay my respect. Last year I felt awful when I was too busy to fly over, so this year has to be extra special. I got up and went to my kitchen. I looked around at the plain walls. I longed to have all my pictures from LA with me. I only brought my memory box. I went into the living room and retrieved it from under the TV.

The box read "Skylars Memories". I took off the lid and began looking at the items in there. This would only upset me more, but I felt that it was the right thing to do.

'Dear Sky,

Hello my beautiful princess. I know that mummy can't be here right now. So I'm writing you this note to tell you a few things. When you were younger you were such a funny, happy little girl. Baby, you meant the world to me. No words can describe how much I love you. All I can say is that I'm sorry I let you down. I'm sorry I gave up. I hope that you become famous, follow your dreams sweet heart. Wherever you are reading this remember that I'm there too. Mother and Daughter. We'd go for spa days and I'd take you out shopping.

I'm sorry that you had to grow up without a mum. A mum is the most important person in a girls life. I would have supported you with boys, life dramas, when girls were being horrible. But I love you.

I hope that you grow up and fall deeply in love with a special someone. Have kids, you used to be a great mum to your dollies.

Skylar, my beautiful, stunning Skylar I love you.

Lots of Love, mama .xx'

I burst into tears. Why did it have to be me. She would have been here right now, able to call me, text me. But no. Cancer is a bitch.

I quickly wiped away my tears and put away the box, keeping the note in my hand.

I went into my bedroom and sat on my bed. Hanging up on my wardrobe was my dress for the big event tonight. Me and Zayn were going as a couple though I didn't feel up to it now.

Maybe getting something trending on twitter could cheer me up.

@skylar_jones 3 years today I lost

my beautiful mama. #ripmama

Within minutes it was trending worldwide.

@Skylar_Jones cancer is a bitch, I'm sorry to people suffering its bitchiness.

I got up and chose to wear a simple black shirt and red skirt. I paired it with black tights and some pumps. I didn't bother with makeup. I was going to pay off the paparazzi anyway. Not that I cared about my appearance. Not today anyway. I went back into my kitchen and poured my self a quick glass of water.

*knock *knock *knock

I went to the door and unlocked it. I saw Harry and Mallory.

"Harry, Mallory? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well, we thought we'd help you liven this place up a bit?" Harry smiled.

"Wow, thanks but I'm actually just about to head out," I said.

"Oh, where you off?" Harry asked.

"Um.. The graveyard," I said quietly.

"Oh Sky I'm sorry, do you want us to go?" Mallory asked.