Let Me Be Your Last | z.m vs n.h fanfic [MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 6

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(Y/n)'s P.O.V.

The beach was so beautiful, soft and sandy, and the hot sun beat down on me showering me in its warm rays. And the sea. It was a gorgeous turquoise colour and gently invited me in. 

Then I saw him, the sea up to his hips, looking so strong-perfect even. 

I waded towards him through the smooth ribbon of blue and he clasped my waist, and lifted me up so that I was able to wrap my legs around him.  

I looked into his gorgeous dark brown eyes and leaned towards him, fluttering my eyes shut. 

"(Y/n)" he said. I tried to open my eyes, but found I couldn't! "(y/n)!" Wait, what had happened to his voice, it was changing, sounding weird. "(Y/n)!"  

I forced my eyes open. 

"Come on, (y/n)!" It was Tally, not Zayn - I'd been dreaming, it was only a dream. "(Y/n) , we're meant to be meeting the boys in the lobby in an hour! We need to get dressed!" 

I groaned and dragged myself out of bed. I couldn't stop thinking about my dream, about how right it had felt. But now all I had was this unexplainable emptiness inside of me. 

"What are we doing today?" I asked Tally. 

"We're going to a water park nearby, Louis texted me to tell me!" She said giggling. 

I laughed. "I think he really likes you." I said honestly, and trying my best not to feel jealous of her. 

"Really?" She asked, and I nodded in reply."Wow! Although its obvious how much Zayn likes you! And Niall too really. You're so lucky! Two of them like you, only -"  

"Okay, now you're just being ridiculous." I cut in sharply, frowning and turning away from her.  

She was only being nice, feeling sorry for me because none of One Direction liked me. But... What if she was right? What if they did like me? No. I couldn't afford to let myself think like that, I'd caused myself enough pain in just one day. I resolved to only be friends with all of them. After all, why would I want anything more?

I got dressed into my bikini - a navy blue bandeau style top with a black panther on it and matching bottoms.  

I put my denim dungarees on on top and my white flatform trainers. I did my hair in a messy bun and put on some waterproof make up. I put in some feather earrings, my watch and a little wooden bracelet. I stood in front of the mirror, checking everything was perfect and applying a few extra coats of lipgloss. 

Tally came out of the bathroom in her black high-waisted bikini with bright red poppies on it. She grabbed a blue and purple maxi dress off of her bed and quickly slipped it on before joining me by the mirror. 

"Who're you dressing up for then?" She said, tightening a brown belt around her waist. "Oh wait, let me guess. Zayn?" 

"Go away!" I said, jabbing her in the ribs with my elbow. I sighed. "Zayn and I are only friends, and that's all we'll ever be." 

"You just keep looking sexy for him, hmm? He might eventually realise what he's missing." She said, sympathetically, putting her long blond hair into a fishtail plait.  

I wished I looked like her, like a model. She had gorgeous golden skin and natural thick bleach blond hair. And her skin was always flawless; no wonder Louis fancied her.