Broken // Zayn

Chapter Twelve

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12:

I was sitting on a bench at the airport after going through all the procedures and everything. Our planes were about to be called soon so we were just waiting there as the paparazzi kept their distance. My hair was in two long, messy braids that went down to my belly button. I was wearing black leggings and an extra large sweatshirt and my black and white Vans.

Harry, Liam, Louis, Zayn, and I are going on the same plane but Niall was going to Ireland so he was on a different flight. "Bye, Niall. I'll see you whenever I see you." I hugged him after everyone else.

"Later, Holly." He planted a kiss on my temple and walked away with his suitcases.

The five of us were waiting until we were allowed on the plane. I was seated in between Liam and Zayn. My legs were shaking and in my head, I was just hoping that I wouldn't die on this thing. "You nervous?" Liam asked me and I nodded.

This lady over the intercom said something but I wasn't really paying attention. All I heard was "have a great flight". I felt Zayn take my right hand in his left one as Liam spoke to Louis and Harry.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." He said to me and I breathed to calm myself. I tried to apologize but Zayn cut me off, "Don't say sorry, everything's all good."

"I'm sorry, I can't help but saying sorry a lot. It's a habit. If I didn't, I would--" the plane jolted forwards and I gripped his hand tighter. Good thing that happened because I almost let it slip out that my parents would beat me even harder if I didn't apologize quick enough.

I waited until we were in the air to open my eyes. The boys were looking at me curiously, "Are you okay?" Louis looked over across the aisle.

I was holding onto Zayn and Liam. "Yeah, yeah, I just haven't been on a plane before." I breathed in and out again. "I'm fine now." Heights were not my thing.

"Okay, good." Harry said.

I leaned over Zayn's lap to see outside. It was so beautiful, being up here like this. The clouds looked amazing. "It's so pretty." I sighed and climbed back into my seat. But it was so high and I made sure not to look out the window again.

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"Hey, Louis. Holly. Zayn." I heard. I snuggled more into my pillow, ignoring the person. "Wake up!" I heard Louis say ow and I was shaken. Zayn hardly said anything but he grunted.

I opened my eyes to see that my pillow was not a pillow but it was Zayn. I looked over and everyone was standing and Harry and Liam were in front of us, "Oh!" I stood. We must have been in England. "Zayn," I nudged him, "you need to wake up!" I poked his cheeks.

"Hollister...what are you doing?" He muttered and I giggled. His hand found mine, preventing me from poking him more.

"Wake up, were in England!" I smiled as his eyes opened slowly. Zayn stood up from his chair just as Louis did and we grabbed our stuff before getting off the plane. The five of us got our things together and were finally out of the airport. Apparently, the paparazzi knew exactly where we were and started taking pictures of them. I shielded my eyes and stuck with Zayn. I hugged Liam, Louis, and Harry goodbye and they kissed my cheek. "Bye guys, I'll see you... later!" I waved and they did the same.

Zayn and I walked to a tinted car. I was a little hesitant but Zayn said he knew who it was. I climbed into the door that Zayn opened for me and saw a woman in the front. She looked similar to Zayn and he sat in the passenger seat. "Mom!" He shouted, leaning over to wrap his arms around her.