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He gazed out the airplane window, the city over him small. He pushed his head back, shutting his eyes closed. He loved the sensation of being in the air. The way the plane was in a complete steady motion, gliding through the air. It was his favorite part in the entire world. It put him in this trance and help him fall asleep. Turbulence on the other hand wasn't his favorite.
Zayn had all his electronics put away. He didn't want to be interrupted. Even, if his girlfriend(s) might be wondering where he's at. His friend back in England knows about the three ladies. And he wants to punch Zayn in the balls. Zayn grimaced at the thought but shook his head to himself. Marley was a monogamous and enjoyed it that way. As much a more-some sounds. Then again, he hasn't seen them so he'd probably agree with him, once he did.
Speaking of Marley. He was gonna call him. He had texted Zayn before he boarded so now would be a perfect chance. His hands fumbling to unravel his earphones. He hated when this happened. Zayn rolled his eyes and plugged in his ear phones. His finger glided to the FaceTime app and pressed Marley's name. The familiar noise played in his ear as the status of the call was connecting.
"Yo mate, what's up?" Marley shouted as he was hunching in front of the camera. Running his hands through his recently bleached blonde hair.
Zayn laughed, "You look like shit. Why?"
"Well, you prick, if you must know..." He paused as Zayn raised an eyebrow as Marley came back to the screen with his clock that hung in his living room, "It happens to be almost three in the morning. So, what the fuck do you want?"
"You are so extra. You know that, right?"
"Yeah, I know. So what? But anyways, what's up?"
Zayn chuckled and sat up, adjusting his laptop, "So, I've decided it was time to show you who my lovey girlfriends."
And with that, Marley's ears perked up and he began to grin like a child about to open his presents for Christmas.
"If you don't stop that creepy smile, I will refuse to show you."
Marley stopped with the smiles and leaned forward, "Show me, hoe."
Zayn's hands grabbed a hold of his phone and went through his photos.
"Alright, this is Kendall. She lives in Los Angeles and she's your basic rich girl but she's amazing in bed and to actually be around."
I spun the phone so Marley could have a sight of the brunette with brown eyes and a slender frame.
"Shit, she's cute as fuck."
"Right? She's super fucking cute." His hand then moved to the next picture in his 'Kendall' folder. The next was of her in a black bikini.
"Okay, I can actually say she's cute. But not out of this world. I've seen better." Zayn rolled his eyes at his friends words but moved to the next folder, Gigi.
"Alright, next is Gigi. Or Jelena but everyone calls her Gigi. She's from NYC and she's low key a model. And she's blonde. My favorite."
Marley rolled his eyes before they popped out of his head, "Oh shit, she's gorgeous."
Zayn nodded, feeling proud of his girlfriend.
"I know, right? Her smile is my favorite thing about her. Look."
His finger gliding to the next photo, which was a photo of her, at dinner one time. He loved that picture. She looked great in yellow.
"Look at you. Her smile are my favorite thing." Mimicking Zayn as he added more dramatics, causing Zayn to roll his eyes at his friend.
"Alright, alright. And last but certainly not least, this is Lauren. She's from Miami and her eyes are the best thing I've ever seen in my entire life. She's also a journalist for this magazine company."
Marley nodded his head and watched as Zayn flipped his phone, "Oh bloody hell." His eyes widen as he gazed at the phone with the picture of the brunette with piercing green eyes.
Zayn nodded, wiggling his eyebrows.
"She's a fucking beauty. And her arse looks amazing in that photo." Zayn flipped him off as a quick rebuttal.
"Okay, fuck off."
"Oh shut up, it's not like you don't have two more."
Zayn chuckled and shook his head, "I care about them all, Mars. I just wish sometimes I could just put them into one without all this trouble."
"I don't feel you but I don't have anything to tell you except for you have to pick one before they find out about each other and it's a complete and utter shit show."
Marley was right but he can't choose. He loves them all in his own way and being without one of them scares him. He loves them.
"I know, mate. But it's hard."
"Look, I'm only saying. Choose before life chooses for you. Or none at all."
Zayn took a deep breath and nodded. Marley ran his fingers through his hair again, noticing his stressed out friend.
"You know what you should do? Come visit home and take a break from all that."
That sounded like an okay idea. He hasn't seen his family or his mates so why not.
"You know what maybe, I will. Mum has been asking me to come back home to see her so yeah, maybe. Thanks Mars, for this talk."
"Also, mate, before you go..."
He paused as he looked at the screen as Marley adjusted him in his seat, his face becoming serious with whatever he was going to say. Zayn raised an eyebrow and waited.
"If you decide on any of the girls that isn't Lauren, send her my way."
Zayn rolled his eyes as he flipped him off and Marley holding his stomach to his best friend's reaction.
"Goodnight, you dick. Hope you wake up without one, honestly."
"I love you too, Zayn. You're the best of the best." Marley said as he blew a kiss and ended the call.
Zayn closed his laptop and decided to plug in his earphones to his phone. He began to jam to Drake's new album, which he loved. His eyes gazing down at the very small population under him. He laid back and decided to close his eyes, letting sleep take away the stress. Even if it was for a little.
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I'm a dick for not updating but I feel like no one's interested in my books. I'm sorry but I hope y'all vote and comment for the next chapter. I'm also trying to update as frequently as I can. Enjoy.
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