He's The One (Sequel to "Is He The One?") Zayn Malik FanFic

Chapter 6: Fashion Show & Thank You

I woke up in someone's bed. I looked around and guessed that it was a boy's bed. With all the clothes and shoes. I woke up feeling my head a little bit dizzy. What happened? I thought. Then soon I heard the door open and saw Liam. Can I come in? He asked. Yeah. Sure I nodded. I brought you food when you wake up, which you are right now. Liam says with a smile. He put down the tray and sat down. Are you feeling better? He asked. Yeah. I am. What happened? I asked Liam. You fainted. He said. A doctor just came by a while ago and he said that you were just too stressed and that because you hadn't eaten. Liam explained. I nodded. But soon remembered why I was here in the first place.

 Oh my gosh! Liam, I'm so sorry! The fitting! I'm so sorry! I really! I'm just so sorry! I apologized to Liam, fighting the urge to cry. It's okay Mia. We understand. We're all just glad that you're okay. We were really worried. We thought something bad happened. Liam says as he patted my back. I smiled at his kindness. He was just too compassionate.

You should eat. Liam said as he held a bowl of soup. Here. Do you want me to help you? He asked. No, I'm fine. I told him reassuringly. Okay, well. Just call anyone one of us if you need anything. Liam said. Okay. Thank you Liam. I told him with a smile and he left. I started to eat. When I finished, I got up and went outside just to see all of the boys sitting on the couch and watching TV. I smiled as I looked at them. I envied them, the way they're all so close. That they had each other's back.

I haven't had real close friends since I started working and I've just been real busy lately. My life was just kind of a bit boring. I travel from one place to another, and it's exhausting but it's all worth it. I love what I do. My thoughts were cut off when I heard someone call my name. I didn't realize that I was staring at the boys. Mia? You okay? Louis asked. Uh. Yeah. I'm fine. I told them with a smile. Do you want to watch a movie with us? Niall asked. No thanks, I'm okay. I told him. By the way, can I ask what time is it? I added. It's already 5:30pm. Liam answered as he checked his watch.

My eyes widened. Oh my goodness! I was going to be late if I don't go to the fashion show now. Guys, I'm so sorry but I really have to go. I told them panic clearly showing. Oh. Well, let one of us drive you. Liam suggested. No, I'm fine. I just have to go to a fashion show to do a catwalk for one of my friends and if I don't go now. I would seriously be late. I told them as I try to find my things. I couldn't find my bag. I searched and that's when I saw it. A hand was holding it. I looked at to see who had found my bag and saw that it was Zayn.

Thanks Zayn. I smiled at him as I tried to get my bag but Zayn didn't let go. Zayn? I questioned. Why wouldn't he let go. I'll give it to you, if you let me drive you. He said with sterness but a small smile formed from his lips. Zayn. I'm really fine.. I told him. No, you're not. You just fainted and now you're going to drive. Who knows what might happen Mia. He says his face now showing his worry. But.. Zayn.. No. Mia, just let me drive okay? He says calmly. I nodded then he gave me my bag.

We headed to my car and he held out his hand. I gave him the car keys and we headed to the fashion show. You really are one devoted person. Zayn suddenly says. What? I asked. What I mean is, you really love your job or should I say jobs. He says. Well.. Yeah. I mean, it makes me happy. I told him. But, don't you get tired? He asked and looked at me for a second. Yes, sometimes but I just don't let it get to me. I told him. I could see him smile. How about you Zayn? I mean, we haven't really talked much ya know. I told him.

Well. Like I told you before. I've reached the things that I want but sometimes I don't know. Sometimes I wonder about my past. About the things that I could've done before all of this. Before all the blinding lights and screaming and shouting. Rumors and lies. He says and his face seemed to be sad and I could feel something was wrong. Something was missing from the Zayn that I had known back then. Something wasn't there with him.

Now, I'm going to ask you. Do you get tired? I told him. Yeah. I do, but I love what I do. I love my fans. I love my fame. But. I don't know if my fame's destroying me. I don't know if I can take the harsh criticism and the hate. I don't know anymore. He says and looked at me for a second then focused his attention into driving. But Zayn.. does it make you happy? I ask him. I just.. Well.. My fans make me happy but of other things, I don't know anymore. I really don't know Mia. He said and I could see him frown.

He was confused about all this. Mostly about the fame. The medias. You know, Zayn, I think that you shouldn't let others get to you. You shouldn't let them affect you. Don't mind them. They're just jealous of what you have. Just do what you love and what makes you happy and that is being in your band and interacting with your fans. I told him as I patted his shoulder. Thanks, Mia. You always know how to cheer me up you know. Still the same Mia. He said with a little laugh. Huh? What do you mean? I asked a smile came out of my mouth. You still have that effect where you can cheer me up or maybe anyone that you know. He says still smiling. Why, thank you! Zayn! I told him. He just smiled.

We arrived at the venue. Thank you Zayn! I really appreciate it! Thank you so much! I told him as I was about to get out of my car. But then, it hit me. This was my car. MY car. How was Zayn supposed to go back home. Uh. Zayn. Wait. How will you go back? I asked him. Oh. Yeah. Don't worry. I'll just wait for you. He said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. What? Are you sure? I mean.. We won't be finished until an hour. I told him. Yeah. It's okay. I can wait. He says casually. Before I could say anything else my friend came up to us. I opened the car window. Mia! You're here! I was so worried that you won't come! She said. Of course, I'll be here. I told him. Yeah and I'm so-. Is that Zayn Malik? She asks. Um.. Yeah. I told her. Oh. Hi! I'm Gina!  She waved at Zayn. Hello, Zayn. Zayn waved back with a smile.

Mia, you should get dressed. She says and motioned for me to get out of the car. Oh. Okay, but Zayn.. I looked at him. I'm fine. He says with a smile. Is he gonna be here until the show's finished? My friend asks. Yeah. I think so. I told her. Then, you should let him come and watch. She offers. Zayn, do you wanna watch? Gina offered. I told him. Is it okay? Zayn asked. Of course! She says. Zayn nods and we both got out of the car.

I was all dressed and ready for my catwalk. Zayn had already sat on a chair in the audience and well, a few people recognized him but didn't ask for autographs or pictures. They just knew him and a lot of the people from the audience were used to seeing celebrities all the time. I was told that it was my turn to come out and I did. I did my catwalk and was glad when the show was over. I immediately changed and went to Zayn. He had been waiting for me outside of the dressing room. When I walked out, I saw that some female models were talking to him. I didn't bother them of course. I just waited for them to finish talking.

That's when one of the models leaned in and I looked at Zayn and saw that he was whispering something in her ear. Then the girl whispered something back. I know that I shouldn't be seeing all these but what was I supposed to do. I didn't hear any of their conversations anyway. They were both giggling that's when Zayn coincidentally looked at my direction and saw me. His smile instantly faded and it was replaced with something unusual. Was it guilt? Was it fear? I don't know. I smiled at him softly. He suddenly said goodbye to the girls and went to me.

Uh. Mia, you're done. How long have you been there? He asked. I think about 5 minutes but it's okay. Should we get going then? I asked him. He nodded and we drove back to their house. Zayn got out of the car and I was now in the driver's seat. We said good bye and Zayn was now walking back to their house. Zayn! I called out to him. He turned around. Hm? He questioned. Thank you! Thank you for  driving me to the show and for the nice talk we had. I told him with a smile. No problem! I had fun! Zayn replied. Me too! I told him. Good night! He says. And I greeted back. Then I left and headed to my flat.

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