Imagine... (Zayn Malik)

Imagine #5 Part 2

ZAYN'S POV:

I was surprising Grace and Liza by riding in the private jet to Australia with them. I was missing stage review and first sound check for this, but it was worth it.

The jet landed at the terminal. I hid in the spot I had found. There weren't a lot of places to hide since it was first class.

"Thank you," I heard Grace say. Then I heard Liza run in and around the room-ish jet. "THIS IS SO COOL! CAN WE LIVE HERE GRACE?!"

"Maybe Zayn will let all three of us move in here," Grace laughed.

"And we'd all live happily ever after travelling the world!"

"Keep dreaming bud."

"Wanna play planes on a plane?!" Little Liza asked in her high-pitched cute voice.

I had an idea. All Grace had to do was say yes to make it work.

"Sure, let's play."

Grace began making sound effects with her mouth. "Where am I going Li?"

"Australia! And I'm going to America!"

"Okay, I'm halfway there!" I was trying so hard not to laugh at the sound of Grace and Liza playing their little game together.

Then I jumped out from my hiding spot and tackled Grace from behind.

"Oh no, the plane crashed into another noooo!" I dramatically said.

"Zayn!" they screamed.

"Hi babes," I kissed Grace and got off of her. Then Liza ran up to me and I spun her around multiple times before wrapping her in a tight hug.

"I've missed you little buddy!"

"I've missed you more!" she replied.

"I've missed you the most," Grace said. I hugged her tighter than ever before.

"Wanna play planes with us?!" Liza asked, grabbing my hand and shaking it as she jumped.

"Of course," I laughed. "Here, I'll help you!"

I grabbed Liza, extended my arms, and lifted her up over my head.

"Look Grace! I'm a real airplane!" Liza laughed.

I'd never seen her laugh so much.

"And in for landing," I said before I made sound effects with my mouth. "We are now arriving in America. Thank you for flying Liza Airlines, and enjoy your stay."

"You'll be an amazing father one day," Grace whispered.

"I know," I replied.

"But only to my children, no one else's."

"Promise," I assured her before I kissed her cheek.

*5:00am UK time*

I felt a vigorous tap on my shoulder.

"Zayn, I need your help," Grace said. "Liza's getting sick."

I frantically jumped out of bed and ran straight to the toilet to find a pale, miserable little Liza vomiting her guts out.

"She was just fine last night. What happened?" I asked.

"She gets motion sickness, and when she does, it's really bad. She almost never gets it though," Grace told me.

"The poor thing.."

She kept vomiting, and vomiting, and vomiting. I had a grip on her shoulder and waist the whole time to assure her that everything was going to be okay.

"I can't breathe," Liza cried in between vomits.

"Relax, you'll be fine," Grace told her.

"I've got you," I added.

She was throwing up for the next 15 minutes straight, then finally stopped and never did again.

It took her almost an hour to calm down and get her breath back. It was now 6:30am, and we were all exhausted. We didn't know where we were either.

I sat on the couch as Grace got Liza back into a comfortable sleep. She came back into the room where I was and laid her head on my lap.

"Thanks for the help," she said.

"It wasn't any trouble, anything for you two," I replied, stroking her hair.

We eventually fell asleep together in peace.

*12:00pm UK time (9:00pm Sydney, AU)*

We had an hour left of the flight, and we just told Liza to take it easy and just lay in bed with the iPad and watch a movie.

I felt so bad for little Liza. She was having so much fun on the flight and had to end it sick as a dog.

Grace and I eventually joined her in her futon bed, and we spent the rest of the flight watching Camp Rock.

After a long flight, the jet finally landed and we got off. Liza got really dizzy, so I carried her the whole way through the terminal and the airway. It was 10:30pm now that we were in Australia, and it seemed like Liza already got used to the time change.

With Liza wrapped around my upper body and Grace by my side, we made our way to the hotel to meet everyone.