The Help- Zayn Malik fanfic<3

PART 12

Zayn Malik #imagine/ Fanfic

The Help- part 12

The following Friday...

Sky's POV

I woke up to my phone ringing. I groaned and answered the call.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SKYLAR! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Harry yelled down the phone.

"What the hell Harry! It's 7am!" I said.

"Yeah! And it's your 18th! I can't wait for your party!" He said happily.

"Yeah me either! After I get some more sleep..." I hinted.

"Cool! I'm gonna pay for all of your alcohol!" He said.

"That's nice Harry. I really gotta go." I laughed.

"Awh ok bestie. Ill see you later!" He said.

"Goodbye Harry." I said and hung up. There was no point to go back to bed, so I got up. Plus, Ariana was flying in especially for me, and I couldn't wait! Weirdly, it didn't feel like my birthday. I got up and took a shower. Tonight was going to be amazing, providing everything goes to plan!

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I had some toast and then texted Ariana. She was in the taxi. I was so excited to see her! Seriously, we'd been apart for too long. I miss her.

"ARIANA!" I screamed, giving her a massive hug.

"SKY Oh My God!!!!! I MISSED YOU SO FREAKING MUCH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE!" She squealed.

"Thankyou!" I said and lead her inside.

"Wow! Let me give you your prezzie!" She said happily.

"Okay! Then we can go get breakfast somewhere!" I said.

She was staying at my flat for the weekend.

"Here you go!" She said. I took the box and unwrapped it. Inside was a book, that read 'Sky and Ariana<3'. Awhh! It was a memory book.

"Ari!" I said.

"Do you like it?" She asked.

"I love it! Thankyou so so much! You are too kind!" I smiled, giving her a hug.

Then we left my flat to be greeted by paparazzi. We rushed into my car and went to the nearest McDonalds. Oh yes. Nothing better than a McDonalds breakfast on your birthday. It was kinda a tradition for me and Ariana, we call it birthday breakfast!

"So miss Jones, how is Mr Malik?" She asked excitedly.

"I haven't got a clue. We aren't really talking at the moment." I spoke.

"Oh why?" She asked sympathetically.

"He said some terrible things to me, I don't want to repeat them but they were about my mum. I stormed out of the charity meal last week." I said.

"Oh my gosh babe. I'm sorry. I thought you were like proper this time?" She said.

"So did I. Turns out he's just like all the others. He wasn't even drunk." I said.

"Is he coming tonight?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I sent the invites ages ago and he got one. I don't know though." I said.

"Anyway. No more boys, we got a party to be ready for!" She squealed.

"Do I ever tell you how much I love you?" I laughed. We took a few pictures and I posted them on Instagram and twitter.