Dad? [zayn malik ddm fanfiction]

Chapter 15// Get To Know Me

The next morning, dad and i planned to start packing.

"Dad? you never told me where we actually are going first."

"It's a surprise baby. Don't worry i know you'll like it there." he said with a smile. I smile back.

"how's your packing going love?" he asked.

"good. I'm almost finished. Am i going to need a bathing suit?" i ask.

"Yes you will! bring a few different ones."

"okay. Hey when do we leave for the airport?" i ask.

"In a couple of hours. Our flight takes off at 7:30 so we need to be there around 5 o'clock." he responds.

"alright. well i'm finished packing most of my things. I'm going to go and take a quick shower and get dressed."

"alright rox go ahead. I'm going to finish packing and get ready to go. Call me if you need me."

"okay dad." i smile as he kisses my cheek and walks out to finish packing.

I walk into my bathroom and strip down and turn on the shower. I let the water warm up as i brush my hair out quickly. i finish brushing my hair, take off my glasses and hop into the shower.

I wash my hair and body, condition, then i quickly shave my legs. I get out of the shower and wrap a fluffy bright blue towel around me.

I walk into my bedroom and into my closet to pick out an outfit.

I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans, My Green Day t-shirt, and my leather jacket. Oh, and the essentials, panties and a bra to match.

I quickly get dressed and go hunting for a pair of shoes. I find my black combat boots and bring them into my bedroom.

I put on socks, then the boots.

I brush through my tangled wet hair and blow dry it a bit to where it's still a bit damp.

I put my hair up in a bun with my hair donut and get to work on my light makeup.

Just a little bit of eyeshadow and eyeliner.

I finish getting ready just as dad knocks on my door.

"Come in!" i say as i unplug my phone cord and adapter from the wall.

"Hey pumpkin. You finished getting ready?" he asks while walking in.

"Yeah i'm just getting some stuff for my carry on, you know, sketchbook, phone charger. some extra pencils, some markers. Normal stuff." I say.

"You're not bringing you ipad?" he asks with a confused look.

"I don't have an Ipad.. Anna does." i say slowly.

"oh..." he murmurs.

"yeah.. That's okay though. I rather sketch than play on a tablet."

"really?" he asks.

"yeah.. i haven't drawn for a while. It'll be nice to just relax and draw something."

"I... I didn't know you liked to draw so much." he says in shock.

"Yeah.. Mom says i'm just like you. The artistic side of me comes from you. Mom can't draw a stick figure to save her life." i say with a laugh.

He laugh, "That is very true about your mom"

I finished putting some last things in my little Vera backpack.

"Ready?" he asks. I nod.

"Alrighty then. Let's head to the airport!" i smile wide.

He go outside and loud our luggage into the trunk and head off to the airport. We make it there within 20 minutes, grab our bags, and dad goes to get our tickets and weigh our luggage.

I look at him with pleading eyes, "Please tell me where we're going pleaseeeeee"

He laughs, "Oh fine. Here." he hands me my boarding pass and i quickly scan the rectangular piece of paper for the destination.

Sydney, Australia

I gasp and look at him. He smiles wide,

"no way!"

"way!"

"You're taking me to Australia?!"

"Yes i am baby" he says with a laugh.

I instantly pull him over to me into a big hug.

"Dad you didn't have to do this." i say into his chest.

"I wanted to. I know money and gifts and bringing you places won't work, but i'm bringing you here so we can bond,and so i can fix this huge crack that i made."

"oh dad" i say and look up at him with tears in my eyes.

"Love you sweetpea. Always have, Always will. Now C'mon we have to get through security, then we have to head to our gate and board."

"I love you more dad. Alright lets go."

I've always wanted to go to Australia since i was a kid. I always read books about the different animals they had there. I learned about the clear blue water and bright white sand at the beaches. I learned about it's history.

I've always been a history type of person. I always have A's in history. Ask me anything about Egypt, and i'll tell you. Ask me anything about a specific war, and i'll tell you all i know.

Dad and I quickly went through security, and headed towards our gate, talking about different kinds of shading, colors, contrast, and textures.

"I can't believe how much you know about art rox." he says in amazement.

"I did pay attention in class, and i looked up some stuff on google." i saw with a blush.

He smiles, "You're still the same old you rox, just more mature, and much more to learn about."

I turn to him and look at him with a smile and say,

"Then get to know me."