Summer Love (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter 6~ The Offer

RECAP: I know we only spent one day together, but she makes me feel different than any other girl that I met before. I hope that there is a future together for us.

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Liberty’s Point Of View

                I don’t know why, but I was in the best mood. I don’t know if it was because how good my hair looked when it was dyed red, or if it was because I spent the whole day with Zayn. Whatever it was, I like the feeling. “Liberty!” Simon called from downstairs. I grumbled a few colorful words before I literally dragged myself downstairs. “Liberty, you have to come with me to the studio tomorrow. The boys will be there too.” I was too tired to argue, so I just agreed. Psh, he called me to tell me that? Couldn’t that wait in the morning? Do I prefer Google over Bing? Yes. Yes I do. When I lay down in the bed (again) and tried going to sleep, I couldn’t. one certain person kept popping up into my head, besides that I couldn’t stop smiling. Every time that I closed my eyes, I can Zayn there. With his perfectly styled raven hair, and his mesmerizing brown eyes. That little stubble that he has on his jaw, and his long eyelashes. I hope this didn’t mean anything. It’s too early for that.  I tried to ignore the questions that kept running through my mind by humming the song that I wrote.

                It started as humming. But, before I knew it I was singing quietly. Yes, I write my own songs, I only do it when I’m bored or when I need to get my mind off of things. I soon became too tired to do anything, and my eyelids became heavier and heavier within every second.

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Dream:

                “You don’t have to do this. Please, Louis! Don’t do this!.” I yelled while trying to hold back my tears. “Well, we haven’t done anything in a while have we?” Louis replied with a smirk tugging at his lips. “Please. I’ll do anything. You already did it to me once. Isn’t that bad enough?” he just simply shook his head and whispered in my ear “You won’t be able to walk for a whole month.” Louis began to straddle me, both of his knees on the side of me. He started to unzip my pants when the door opened. I couldn’t see who it was, all I could see was there shadow, and blur because of the tears in my eyes. “It’s ok Louis. I could take it from here.” Said that familiar voice that I knew all to well. “D-dad?” he started to walk closer to me.

                “Come here.” He ordered. Not knowing what he would do if I didn’t listen to him, I scrambled my way towards him. “Get on your knees.” I did as I was told and went on my knees right in front of him. He started to unzip his pants and remove his boxers until his full length member was right in front of me. “Well? It’s not gonna suck itself.”

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                 I woke up and I was breathing heavily, and sweat was dripping down my forehead. I remembered that  I had to go to the recording studio with Uncle Si- I mean Simon today. I decided to take a shower. --- When I finished,  I put on a blue dress that went darker on the stop and lighter on the bottom, with some blue flats. I came downstairs to see Simon and all of the other boys waiting on me. “Finally.” I heard Niall grumble. “I heard that!” he replied with a loud laugh as we headed outside and got into the car.

                We sat in the car. You would think that it would be a really big car, with it being Simon Cowel and the biggest boy band in the world. Wrong. It was pretty cramped. Simon sat in the drivers seat, Liam in the passengers’. Louis sat on the right side of the car, Niall next to him, Harry, Zayn and then me. Me and Zayn were pretty close together. Not that I mind ;)  I checked my phone to see if I had any messages.

From: Unknown

To: Liberty

                Can’t wait to see you soon Liberty. I see that you’re hanging out with One Direction now? Don’t worry, I’ll come and get you back soon.

I gulped not knowing who it was. There’s only one person that I could think of that I think that it could be. That’s the last person that I wanted to see. I quickly deleted the message. “Are you ok?” Zayn asked his face full of concern. I nodded my head and began to stare out the window.  How could my dad get my number? He left us when I was only 8, why is he gonna come back now? If he wants forgiveness, that will not happen. After all the things he did to me, and all the things he made me see, he could die in a hole for all I care.

                When we reached the studio, the boys all quickly ran to the entrance. I came inside, and it was absolutely stunning. Everything was a clean, pearly white. The big crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of it all. Then, what really caught my attention was the chocolate fountain. I’ll take care of you later. I went around the studio to explore. I was walking past random doors when one caught my eye. It read “RECORDING ROOM” I decided to explore even more and go inside. There was a whole display of switches and buttons. Luckily, I was good with technology and I know how to use it. I soon fixed up a slow, yet fast beat. I pressed the record button, ran in the room and began singing:

“All day long

I've been trying

To believe I'm strong

But I'm lying

You and me

Never meant to be

All night long

I've been crying

Can't you see

That I'm dying

You and me

Never meant to be

All lifelong

I'll be searching

Can't you see

How I'm hurting

You and me

Never meant to be”

I finished recording, and listened to myself sing. If I do say so myself, I did sound pretty good. I soon left the room and came back where Simon and the boys would be.

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            “Hey Liberty, we were just about to finish. We just have to go record one more song for the album.” Liam said. “Oh ok. Are you guys gonna record in here?” I asked curiously. “No, we’re going to the one down the hall, this one the microphone is broken.” I just nodded understanding.  “I’ll be waiting for you guys by the door then.” I said as I walked back to the waiting room.

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Ten minutes later

“Liberty, Simon’s calling you.” One of his interns said as she guided me back to the recording room.  I turned the door knob slowly, and as soon as I stepped inside, all eyes landed on me. “Um, hi?” “Liberty, were you recording yourself earlier in here?” I widened my eyes. “you did, yes?” I slowly nodded my head, confessing for the “crime”. “You know, you really can sing…” Simon stated trailing off. All of the boys nodding in response. “So?” I asked wondering why they called me in here.

“I want you to go on tour with the boys for the Summer.”