FIGHT FOR YOU - Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter Two

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! Here is chapter two. This is more of a filler chapter but I promise Zayn will be in the next chapter!

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"Remember to be careful, and stay safe!" Aunt Mildra told Holly as she placed her luggage on the belt.

"I will," Holly mumbled, adjusting the length of her shoulder bag.

"I love you."

"I know." Holly hesitated before sighing. "I love you too Aunt Mil."

Holly and her Aunt hugged before breaking apart at the sound of the last boarding call for passengers on Holly's flight.

"Hopefully you learn something from this Holly."

"Like how to do a push up? Oh joy," Holly said sarcastically.

Aunt Mildra ignored the comment and blinked away a tear.

"Alright, well off you go. Or else you will miss your flight."

"Because that would be so horrible," Holly mumbled.

"Have fun!"

"Have you forgotten I'm going to a military camp? There's no such thing, unless you call getting up at four in the morning 'fun'."

"Holly, just... try," Aunt Mildra begged.

Holly saw the look of desperation in her Aunt's eyes and nodded, trying to look somewhat happy.

"I'll miss you, Aunt Mildra," Holly said quietly, giving her Aunt another quick hug.

"Me too, dear."

Pulling apart again, this time Holly was the one to wipe away a tear. Without another word, she turned around and walked to her gate. As her ticket was scanned, Holly looked back to see her Aunt Mildra waving at her from a distance. Holly gave a small smile and waved back, trying to swallow the rising lump in her throat. As Holly boarded the plane, she took one last look at her home, at Aunt Mildra, and at everything she was leaving behind.

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Holly woke up to a thumping sensation in her right arm.

"Miss, we have landed," the flight attendant said quietly, poking Holly's arm.

Holly looked up and smiled politely at the lady before stretching her muscles. Had she been asleep all that time? It only felt like a quick nap. Holly stood up, grabbed her bag and followed the other passengers off the plane.

It was early morning in Bradford, and so the airport was a quiet buzz. As she watched the people from her plane hug and kiss their friends and family, Holly felt lonely at the thought of having no one. Once she had her luggage, Holly strolled outside the airport and waited for a taxi. Luckily, it was a short wait and she finally placed her suitcase in the boot and climbed in the back seat.

"Um, Bradford Military Camp please," Holly told the driver, to which he nodded and pulled out of the car park.

Holly new the drive was going to be quite long so she nestled her head against the window. Even though she had slept on the plane, Holly was still tired, so she relaxed her body and watched the blur of colours fly past.

Before she knew it, the driver coughed loudly to wake her up. Startled, Holly jumped in her seat and looked wildly around before remembering where she was. She peered out her window and gasped.

A big sign at the front of the small building read 'BRADFORD MILITARY CAMP' and the whole colour scheme was a muddy green. Holly could see past the building and saw medium sized huts, lined up in rows. She gathered they were where she would be sleeping. Holly then realized she shouldn't of worn her brand new boots since there was no path, just dirt.