Your Gray Eyes // Zayn AU

Chapter 18

Maia's POV:

"I can't believe you guys just went to see a 5sos concert!! YOU SHOULDVE CALLED ME OH MY GOD." Sammy screams at me as we get back to the hotel.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'll make it up to you I promise." I say as Sammy laughs and we all go into the hotel.

"So today was our last day, huh? That went by too quick." I say frowning.

"Yea, but the two couples who stayed surely must've had a lot of fun." Zayn says and we all laugh.

"Oh my god guys it's already 12. Our flight is at 8am I need my beauty sleep. Goodnight!" Sammy says and grabs Harry to come with her.

I look at Zayn and we start walking to our room.

"So did you pack yet?" I ask Zayn breaking th silence.

"Duh, obviously you didn't." Zayn says and I giggle and roll my eyes.

"Fuck you."

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The next morning, everyone is waiting in the hallway at 6:30am and I go in the bathroom to get ready.

I wear a cute short white see throughish dress with heels and a bracelet.

I walk in the hallway and everyone gives me a 'hurry up' face.

I laugh and grab my luggage and walk with Zayn.

"Zayn can you hold this?" I say with my hands full, giving him my carry on bag.

"No? The fuck." Zayn says walking faster.

I groan and then I feel a hand grab the carry on bag. I look up to Zayn and he smiles, "I was just kidding babe."

BABE. ITS BACK. BABE. Why does that always make me shiver and feel things in my stomach?

I roll my eyes and we are off to the airport.

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We just checked into the airport and we are all currently waiting for our flight number to be announced.

"So ken, what did you and Tim do while we were gone?" I say winking at her.

They both turn red and say, "oh nothing much, we just kind of um hung out."

I laugh and turn to Sierra and Matthew to see them making out again.

I look at Zayn and see him looking around. I walk over to him and we talk and argue until our number is called.

We all board onto the plane and yet again, I am seated next to the one and only Mr.Malik.

I groan in my seat and we both beg people to switch seats with us. No one does, so we sit there in silence as the air goes flying up.

"So Zayn." I say trying to start a conversation, but turn to Zayn with headphones on watching a movie.

I lay there and fall asleep. Into someone's chest.