After finishing 2 more episodes of 'The Secret Circle' I decided to start packing for italy, since we were leaving in 3 days.
I figured I could do it the night before, but I decided to just do it now.
I went downstairs, after looking for my suitcase.
"Finn, Jack, do you know wear my suitcase is?" I asked, scratching my head.
"I think it's in the garage." Finn said, not taking his eyes off the TV, controller in his hand.
"Thanks." I said, turning to walk into the garage.
When I walked into the mess that we call a 'garage' my eyes intantly searched for my suitcase, it was a blue one and easy to find, but when my eyes finally landed on it, I groaned, it was way high up.
I made my way over to it, before making sure the boxes below it were stable before stepping on them.
I squeezed my eye shut as I made my way towards it.
I reached my hand up, trying to grasp the handle, or anything really.
I screamed when the box below me gave out, and my suitcase falling on top of me.
My butt fell into the whole of the box, my suitcase, which was thankfully empty fell and hit my head.
I groaned, hearing feet running towards the garage.
Jack, Finn, and Mr. Malik all appeared at the door, trying to assesswhat just happened.
I looked at them, before bursting into laughter.
"What the hell happened?" Jack asked.
I tried to calm myself down, but only burst into another fit of laughter.
"I can't get out of the box." I laughed.
Jack came over, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the box.
"Your head is bleeding." Jack hissed.
"Zayn go get a wet towel, please." Jack said, Finn grabbing my suitcase.
They led me into the living room.
"I'm not a baby, you don't have to treat me like one." I mumbled.
Finn rolled his eyes Mr. Malik coming back with a towel.
"I found your first aid kit as well." Mr. Malik said.
He sat down next to me, placing me so I sat on the arm of the couch, my legs draping over his.
He held the wet cloth to my head, putting pressure on it.
"Here, hold this to you're head, keep pressure on it." He mumbled.
I put my hand on the towel as I kept it to my forehead.
"I know how to deal with injuries." I mumbled, making him glare at me and then sigh.
"We're just trying to help." Mr. Malik said.
He took the towel away, and spread neosporin on my cut, placing a bandaid on it afterwards.
"There, all better." He smiled, rubbing my thigh.
"I feel like I look wierd with a bandaid on my face."
"Plenty of people wear bandaids on their face." jack shrugged.
"What even happened anyways?" Finn asked.
"I was trying to reach my suitcase, because I'm packing, and it was up high, the box I was standing on gave in and I fell." I shrugged.
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Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
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