Reality [zayn a.u.]

16.

*Bristol's POV*

My adrenaline was sky-rocketing as I was preparing for the fashion show. I spent most of the day with Kendall and Selena considering that Kendall was a model in the show and Selena was performing.

Although I was excited, I haven't received any type of message from Zayn which I wasn't too worried about because he was working, and I knew that he wouldn't let me down and not show up.

Kendall, Selena, and I were currently at the dealership trying to find the perfect Porsche for Zayn.

"I can't believe you are actually going to get him a car." Kendall said in disbelief. "This is so unlike you, and on top of that you are personalizing it."

The dealer came back to the table with a file and a huge smile on his face.

"So can you get it to me like that by Christmas?" I asked the man whose name I forgot.

"Yes, Ma'am, we certainly can." The dealer said. "The price of the Porsche Boxster Black Edition originally is $59,100 and then you are personalizing the rims, sound system, the metallic color, interior, Bluetooth, exterior and interior changes, and as well as the performance is equivalent to $16,590 which leads us to the overall total of $75,690."

I smiled widely as he had me sign a few papers as approval for all the personalization.

"This is insane." Selena said shocked. You must really adore him for you to spend over sixteen thousand dollars on personalizing the car alone. I wouldn't do that for Justin."

I blushed. I wouldn't normally do this, but I knew how into cars Zayn was and I was more than happy to give him his first toy.

The dealer left the office once again to make a copy of everything for me. When he came back, he handed them to me with a warm smile.

"The car should be ready on the twenty-fourth right before closing." The dealer informed me.

I stood up and shook his hand.

"Okay, great, thank you." I smiled widely.

"Pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Tomlinson."

The three of us walked out of the dealership and into Kendall's Range Rover. It was getting to the time that we had to get ready for the show. I was glad that we decided to do our hair and make-up before we went to the dealership, so all we had to do was get dressed for the pink carpet.

Kendall parked her car in the car garage of her condo building. Soon we were in her condo and I quickly threw on my black dress with the slit on across my side and stomach and another up to my upper thigh. I slipped on my shoes and then sighed as we were all ready at the same time.

From Bristol Tomlinson:

Is everything ok? I haven't talked to you all day.

The three of us took a selfie once we got into the car. The driver was kind enough to take a picture for us and then we were on our way to the show. Paparazzi lined up the streets which made me kind of uneasy, but it quickly passed once I saw the flashing lights on the pink carpet. The three of us got out and walked onto the pink carpet. We posed together for a few pictures and then posed by ourselves before we were ushered to go inside so we could prepare for the show.

I was glad when I saw Cara come up to me considering that I haven't seen her ever since I started going to college. We ran into each other's arms and I soon wondered why she was backstage since she wasn't walking.

"What are you doing here?" I asked excitedly.

"I'm watching the show, duh. I couldn't miss it for the world! I miss you Bristolie!" Cara exclaimed.

"I missed you! Promise me that you are going to the after party."

She winked, "Always. Now I'm going to join the audience, make me proud."

I was soon rushed to sit down in a make-up chair as they redid my hair and make-up.

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Instagram Post:

"My dream came true tonight with my best friends by my side. Couldn't ask for a better night x."

It was a great night, but it would have been an even better night if Zayn actually showed up. I texted him multiple times with not one reply to one. Well into the night, I just gave up and decided to make the most of the night and party with all of my friends considering we were all together which was rare.

But once the morning came and I woke up to a call from Zayn, my party high was gone and I was back to being pissed at Zayn for missing an incredibly special night for me.

"You have some nerve." I answered.

Zayn let out a breath before he spoke, "Listen, Bristol, I'm so sorry that I missed it. I was at the studio and then I went back to campus to change and I was ready and I guess I was tired and I fell asleep and I didn't wake up until now. I feel awful, baby. I was so excited to see you walk and do what you love and fulfill one of you dreams, but I didn't. I'm sorry that I disappointed you, again. That's the last thing that I wanted to do."

I could feel my eyes burn at his words. I didn't know if I should believe him or not, but I knew that my dad would tend to do the same exact thing because he would overwork at the studio.

"I understand if you don't want to forgive me. That's a really s hitty thing to do." Zayn did sound sincerely apologetic.

I was silent for long minutes. I knew it was driving him crazy. It drove me crazy, too because of the fact that I could figure out what to say. I couldn't figure out if I should forgive him or not.

"It hurt, Zayn. I counted on you and I'll be sure not to do it again." I finally spoke.

I could hear him swallow hard as a tear fell down my face. I never cried. I don't know why I was crying now.

"But... it happens, Zayn." I spoke again. "You have one more chance, Zayn, and I mean it. If you screw up one more time, I'm done."

He was silent and I heard him take a long deep breath.

"Okay."

this is so short. im sorry.