Living life .. A Zayn malik fan fiction

Home sweet home

There I sit in the departure lounge of LAX , one eye on my watch as I shift my right leg over my left and back again . Damn chairs. My phone beeps and I'm delighted with the distraction .

It's my mother , telling me once again she can't get me from the airport but she will send a driver . That woman , always so damn busy . My gate number is announced loud over the speaker and I grab my carry on and make my way . I can't wait . I'm going home .

I guess il tell you my story before I go on . My name is skylar Carmichael but I prefer sky . I'm on my way home from California where I have spent 2 years riding in the motocross scene professionally . During my time I scored some really great sponsorships and deals . It was all going really well until my team decided it was time to "unleash me " in the UK where there aren't many female riders in the pro circuit . I am delighted with the new adventure home, god knows iv missed it .

I walk eagerly into the arrival lounge . My eyes scan the crowd until they lay on a man holding a sign with my name . A smile appears on his face as I approach . "Ms Carmicheal , right this way " he says as he takes my luggage trolly and leads the way.

I breath deeply as the crisp english air hits my face . It's been 8 months since I last passed thru on a flying visit . I stand for a moment breathing it in until I hear the driver clear his throat . I blush and jump into the awaiting car .

I'm on the way to SYCO studios . Yes that's right SYCO studios . My mother Jen is the creative director for the company here in the UK . Yep I won't lie , it's a pretty cool job that came with great perks . To be honest I can say it grows on you . I understand that a lot of people would kill to be in my position but when your exposed to it at a young age you adapt and it becomes normal . I often sat with my mother as she discussed business over lunch with Simon at his London home . As much fun as it all is it would of been nice growing up with parents who worked 9 to 5 and not around the clock . My father is a business man , dabbles in stock markets and real estate .

We pull up to the big iron gates . There are people scattered here and there peering in thru the gate hoping to catch a glimpse of who ever is inside . They quickly lunge towards the car and the driver quickly manuovers around them while shaking his head in frustration .

I run my fingers thru my now knotty locks and jump out of the car . I can't wait to see mom . I scurry inside as fast as I can while the driver places my bags in the boot of moms jeep that's parked next to us in the reserved parking .

"Mrs Carmicheal please , she's my mother can you tell her I'm here " I tell the receptionist behind the desk who eye balls me from head to two . Snotty cow.

"Right this way Ms , your mother is in a meeting and says to go straight in" she points in the direction I'm to go and scurries of . Her cockiness doesn't go un noticed .

I knock quietly on the door and a familiar voice tells me to come in .

" skylar , my darling girl . " my mother leaps from her chair and throws her arms around me . I'm quick to respond and hug her tightly . Her vanilla perfume warming me and bringing me back to my child hood .

" You look good mom " I say as I take her in. She looks at me in awe before somebody with in the room clears there throat .

" Skylar honey these are ... " and before she has time to finish I say " Yes you all are one direction. " Hi they all reply in unison and my mother continues the formal introductions . Liam pats a seat beside him and I'm quick to sit down and return the smile .

" Honey , I'm almost done here . Boys give me two seconds and il be back " mom mutters as she grabs her folder and leaves the room .

" aren't you ... Never mind " Louis asks with a furrowed brow .

" I'm who exactly " I ask quizzically . He tilts his head as he trying to think . " Have you ever been in America " .

" I've just come from there , this is my first stop . Why so ? " I ask, this time I'm curious . The room grows silent as all eyes are on Louis expect mine . Mine are on Zayns . Oh my he is hot in the flesh . I quickly turn away caught in the act . He offers me a smile . I dare not look again.

" You were on nitro circus , yes you were. Riding the bike .. You were sick but then a few shows in You had that fall and you ... " he blabs on and zayn is quick to kick him under the table . Which doesn't go un noticed either . " sorry " Louis mumbles .

" yes that was me and yes I am the one who had the dumbass fall and yes I'm the one who kicked the bike then broke and my foot " I string out in one breath and sigh . The silence in the room grows awkward . " your a sick rider thou " Louis offers and it easies the tension between us .

" Thank you " I smile back .

" So skylar , tells us . What's it you do besides fall off bikes?" Harry chuckles and its infectious .

" I'm a pro rider . That's what I do in the states , now I'm back hoping to take off here . I did a season of nitro circus , what Louis was talking about . Oh and please call me sky " I beam back at Harry and he offers me a full , all teeth showing kinda smile . The tall blonde woman from reception enters the room all of a sudden . She hands everybody glasses and hauls out red bulls from the iced bucket .

" Hi Harry " she seductivly says as she's all boobs leaning over him , handing Liam and I our drink . I don't even drink the stuff but who am I to interrupt there flirty bubble . I stand and grab a bottled water from the buffet stand . Liam chats randomly to Niall and I . Louis is talking to Zayn and miss boobie is sitting on the table facing Harry , one hand placed on his chest .

" Ms jones , this is a place of business get off that table . Get on with your work . " my mother hisses . Funny I had never heard her reappear . She rolls her eyes in Harry's direction and mimickes a phone to her ear . " Call me " she mouths . Harry doesn't say anything . I think he is actually loving the attention . He winks my way before my mother continues the meeting . 10 minutes pass and I drink the last of my water and browse down thru my phone , texting some old mates to tell them I'm back . I'm trying to be really quite . Not lifting my head from phone as I feel Harry's eyes on me . I spy a litter bin in the corner about 4 foot from me . I grab my empty bottle and aim for it . Secretly applauding myself on the inside for my impeccable aim . I catch Zayn's eye and he's smiling at me rolling his eyes . I stick out my tongue and he crosses his eyes . I snort out loud and all eyes are on me . "Sorry " I mutter and look back to Zayn . He blows out his cheeks and crosses his eyes . I slap my palm across my mouth and shake my head . "Stop " I mouth to him and he quietly chuckles . My mother wraps things up and we start to make our way out . I wave at all the boys say my goodbyes and offer Zayn a smile . He winks at me before I fallow my mother out .