Loved You Anyway [Zayn Malik]

39: Close A Chapter, Open A New One

Chapter 39:

Hazel POV:

*1 year later

I yawned, looking around the huge waiting area. I looked up at the ceiling clock situated behind me, wanting to know what time it was.

3:46am

The bloody plane landed an hour ago and they still haven’t come out of the arrivals section. I’ve been waiting here for two hours. If I could, I would sleep on the floor but then people with their suitcases would run over me and wouldn’t bother to see on what, or whom, they stepped on. British people and their pride.

The doors opened and people poured out. I woke up from my sleepy state and studied the faces that were coming out of the arrivals section.

Nothing.

I checked my phone’s calendar to check that today was in fact the day that they arrive. Yep, 23rd November at 2:34am. I breathed out heavily, sitting down on one of the blue plastic chairs, playing games on my phone trying to pass time.

From my side vision I saw people walking past me and out of the airport, their luggage rolling behind them. I heard the doors opening once again and less suitcases rolling on the floor. Someone whistled but I ignored it, wanting to finish the level I was on.

“You know, you could be a tad bit more excited to see me after eight months.”

My eyes widened and when I looked up, my heart did a somersault. A smile etched across my face and I literally leaped out of my chair and jumped on him. I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him as close to me as possible. I felt his chest vibrating and his arms wrapping around me, tightening his arms around me. I smiled and blinked back tears.

After spending eight months away from each other, feelings of being lonely and sad every day surfaced but they were quickly blocked with positive emotions. The tour in America extended to three months instead of two weeks, four months in Europe and the other month was the days in-between tour dates that were in America and Europe. The other two, we spent together but he soon had to leave for tour. In all, it made a year and I wanted him back here with me.

“Sorry about the delay but our suitcases got mixed up,” he mumbled and I smiled against his chest.

I pulled back slightly, standing on my tip toes and instantly found his lips.

How I survived eight months without him, are a mystery I will never solve and a feeling that I don’t want to ever experience again.

“Okay guys! Keep all the romance for yourself, please, I don’t want to feel like a lonely potato,” Harry interfered, wiggling himself between us.

Zayn and I both rolled our eyes at him. He turned around and enveloped me into a hug.

“I know you’ve missed me more than you’ve missed Zayn, love,” he said giving me a wink.

I chuckled, shaking my head at the idiot in front of me. “You don’t even need to worry about that,” I replied with a smile.

A couple of seconds later, Louis lifted me off the ground and tackled me into a bear hug which Niall soon joined in and I was squeezed in between the both of them making breathing difficult. Liam gave me a hug, asking how I’ve been and all.

Eleanor couldn’t make it because she had an important presentation at seven in the morning and so, Louis had told her to stay home and he’ll go there when he arrives. Liam’s girlfriend was back in America because she had a business trip over there. While Harry and Niall retreated to eating and having flings instead of a relationship for now but Niall was getting closer to one of his childhood best friends leaving Harry alone on the ‘Single Shelf’, as they liked to call it.