The room 102 - z.m fics

That voice

Zayn leaned his head to my shoulder, smiling at me. We listened a voice that the airplane would start to fly and the whole family started to hold our hands. I closed my eyes when I feel it flying, the first moments are always so weird; you feel like your body is being held by something, it's like you are afraid of open your eyes but you know nothing bad will happen.

-          What's this, mom? – Cameran asked looking at everything. – Are we flying?

-          Yes love, you can sleep now.

-          I thought only superheroes could fly.

-          They are flying too, you are flying. – Zayn came in the conversation.

-          You too, right?

-          Of course bro, we all are.

-          So all of those people are superheroes?

-          Maybe yes, and maybe there's some stronger than others.

-          But you are the strongest one, don't you? – I could feel the closest people of us, looking at Cameran with a sweet smile, people were loving him.

-          I think that you are the strongest one..you are the one who made this airplane fly!

-          ME? – he automatically got so happy, it was so beautiful to see that boy happy.

-          Yes! You are strong enough to do that.

-          And you bro, what are you able to do?

  Zayn looked at me, smiling with those eyes that could say it all: he was thinking on how much he makes me happy, on how special he makes us feel. He knew it was impossible to be strong enough to make a airplane fly, he lied to Cameran so he could feel strong enough, he did it with a good reason and sometimes that's what people have to do: lie. We have to lie to make some people rest and feel good; of course not bad things, of course not in a serious subject but lying with good reasons is never bad. I knew that Cameran would realize soon that he wasn't stronger to do that but he was strong enough to make other things happen, other things that could have much more impact in the humanity than a airplane flying does.

  In the end of the day, he would remember that he was the reason why his boyfriend was happy, why we could laugh during the day and feel loved. He knew that if wasn't him calling me, I would never meet him and our lives would stay the same or even get worse. I would keep having my insignificant life, doing the same every single day, sleeping with the same thoughts every single night and not live for a day.

Maybe I got all the excitement and feelings at once; all the worries, all the happiness, all the love, all the fears, all the tears, all the smiles, all the pain. Everything came in less than one month. My life looked like a movie but maybe was pretended to be a book.

  After Zayn having a deep talk about Cameran about superheroes, I finally started to feel hungry, it wasn't usual of me feeling that way, I couldn't even remember the last time that I had eaten. Zayn and I were watching The Notebook in his ipad, maybe for the 3637374 time but he was always so focused on everything, I always felt bad interrupting him.

-          Z..Zayn? – he didn't listen me at first as I expected – Zayn?

-          Oh.. – he took his headphone off so he could listen me better – sorry babe, I was..

-          I know Zayn, sorry for interrupt you. I know you love the movie but..

-          No problem, talk to me when you need. What's happening?

-          I need to eat..I was wondering if you would like to go to the bar with me.

-          Babe, - he stopped the movie and automatically put his ipad in the bag – of course we can go! You can interrupt any movie, ok?

-          Aren't you hungry?

-          Not that much but I can eat something with you, if that's what you are thinking. – he smiled.

-          You know me so well.. – I looked at Trisha, she was sleeping next to Cameran and so was Yaser. Zi was listening a music in her ipod – Zi..want to go?

-          Where?

-          Bar. We are a bit hungry.

-          Let's go.

She got up of her sit and the 3 of us went to the bar. There wasn't much people, everybody was happy and smiling; I saw a cute old couple who were drinking tea and a group of young men with their phones and eating cookies.

-          Hello! – a young man attended us – What do you wish to eat, or drink?

-          I want a coffee and a sandwich of..chicken. – I said.

-          For me can be the same. – Zayn said.

-          I just want a chamomile tea and a toast, please. – Zi asked.

-          It's alright.  We are going to work on that, now.

-          How much?

-          How much? No, no..you don't play food in the plane.

-          What? I didn't know that, sorry. – I got surprised.

-          Yes darling, food is free here.

-          Oh..so I am going to eat more. – Zayn said and everybody close to us laughed.

-          As you wish!! Do you want something more?

-          Two packs of cookies and two hot coffees. I am going to give those to the police.

-          Oh yes, I completely forgot to ask them.. – I said feeling a bit bad about them.

-          Don't worry love, I will give them this.

We waited a bit until our wishes got served, Zayn came back to the sits to give the food and drinks to the police while I went to the bathroom.

It was hurting even more, and sadly I had forgot my bag where the cream was, I tried to pee as much as I could, the pain was awful and I wished for never feel it again.

  When I was washing the hands, out of the bathroom, I heard a male voice that wasn't Zayn, I automatically freaked out before I could see who was it.