Smile For Me (One direction fanfiction)

The Girl Who Got Crushed By Zayn Malik And His Fandom.

It was a disaster.

Why? Why me?

It was all going okay, we were holding hands, and he was whispering in my ears about some nonsense, I was giggling like a school girl not paying attention to a single this he was saying and next thing you now, we are under attack.

By school girls.

One minute we were standing there minding our own business reciting our orders to the nervous barista and the next thing you now there is screaming like someone is getting cut into half with a chainsaw, I jump stepping closer to Zayn cause I'm not ready to die if the chainsaw dude is coming our way I'm pushing Zayn to get sawed and running for it.

Okay just kidding.

Anyway as I'm trying to sort out my ninja moves in my head Zayn starts swearing out a storm. I look up see chainsaw dude coming over to us but to my surprise, we are pushed against the counter behind us where the lady was taking our order.

And to say I was in pain was an understatement. I mean imaging yourself getting hit by a truck. Well I hope you don’t but that’s exactly the kind of pain I was in. I was against the counter which was biting into my back with Zayn pushed against me making the counter dig into my even more and a thousand to school girls pushing themselves onto Zayn. So basically the counter was half way through me.

I couldn’t breathe, I placed my hand on Zayn’s back and tried to push him off but it was like trying to move a wall. That counter was literally cutting into my back.

‘Zayn!’ ‘Zayn!’ ‘Zayn!’ ‘Zayn!’ ‘Zayn!’ ‘Zayn!’…….

 Was being shouted out from all directions so my shouts for him were drowned in the sea of Zayn fans screams.

Then there is a surge of more people into the shop and more people pushing into the shop and more people shoving Zayn and the more that bloody damn counter was killing the blood supply for my legs and back.

I was getting desperate here so I grabbed Zayn’s hair from the back and tugged it back so he was leaning back a little, in a little matrix move and making it easier for me to scream into his ear.

‘I'm getting crushed here! Call security!’ I tell him and let go.

Zayn being the idiot he is forgot I was behind him, muttering more curses he turned so now we are chest to chest and he was facing me. He placed both his hands on the counter behind me and pushes himself a little off me, holding of the multiplying fan girls.

Now that my back in no more cutting into my back and the blood comes rushing back into my legs, I almost lose my balance and would have been on the floor getting trampled if Zayn had not caught me.

‘Shit’ he says holding onto my waist ‘ I'm so sorry.’

‘ its fine’ I tell him not able to say more since he’s so close. His breath brushing against my lips, hand around my waist and god damn he smells good.

It was so intoxicating that I zoned out for a few second, when I come back to it, Zayn has his phone out and is shouting into it. Five never ending minutes later, with Zayn so close staring at me and me trying to avoid his eyes and looking everywhere else but at him but that not being possible since he was basically surrounding me, the bodyguard came and rescued us.

‘Come on’, Zayn whispers into my ears, he takes my hand shielding me from all the flashes and screaming girls, he takes us out to a car waiting for us and we are safe.

Damn we forgot our coffee.

Fast forward two hours, driving to the studio, Zayn calling for a meeting, Zayn shouting at their manager, the boys shocked about what happened and me just sitting and staring at nothing particular.

I think I went into shock. When I dint respond to anything anyone asked me, naill got me coke shoved in into my hand and forced me to drink it.

I slowly came back to it

‘How could you not send in security with us you knew what was going to happen!’ Zayn was saying, well more like shouting at someone.

We were seated in some kind of conference room with the boys manager (I think) and some other people and the boys standing or sitting around the place.

‘Hey, you alright now?’ niall asks who is sitting next to me.

‘Yup’ I croak out, then clear my throat and try again ‘I'm good’ I reassure him with a smile and a thumbs up.

‘So what happened?’ he asks , hearing his question harry moves closer to us to hear my answer.

‘We got run over my chicks’ I tell them and they both wincing, judging from their reactions I think they had their fair share of girl mobs.

‘And I got crushed’ I continue and they wince again.

‘And the bodyguards were MIA’ I finish in short  and both their eyes widen.

‘What do you mean there weren’t there, weren’t some  with you guys when you left?’ harry asks confused.

‘They were there with us, I remember seeing them when we got out of the car to go into the coffee shop and then I don’t know when were hit with the screaming girls they weren’t there’ I explain to them who listen to me with the most adorable confused faces making me almost Awwwww. But I controlled my stupid urge.

‘What abou-‘ whatever niall was about to say gets interrupted by Zayn.

‘come on lets go back to the apartment’ he instructs and grabs my hand pulling me off the chair and cause of the sudden movement the bruise I got from being shoved against the counter decides to make it presence known and I shout out in pain.

I tug my hand out of his hold and press in against the place that was throbbing, that probably being the most stupid thing to do as it hurts even more, I shut my eyes to keep from crying out again.

‘What’s wrong!’ Zayn asks stepping closer to me but I hold my hand up warding him off, there was a sliver of hurt that passes through his eyes but it clears out as quickly as it comes.

‘Nothing’ I tell him and trying to move away from him, convincing no one.

‘So you just decided to shout out?’ Zayn ask with an incredulous expression on his face.

‘ya’ I reply shrugging but that was stupid of me as that moves the muscles in my back and I end up wincing from the pain.

‘Seriously? Niall asks moving closer to me but I wave him off too.

‘I just hit my back against the counter in the coffee shop’ I tell him

‘Oh!’ Zayn exclaims like he suddenly remembered. He covers the space between us and spins me around, lifting my shirt a little off my back.

‘Hey!’ I exclaim in outrage ‘ personal spa-‘ but am cut off with Zayn hissing and harry muttering out a curse.

‘Love that bruise it bad and its turning black’ niall informs me.

I sigh and move out off Zayn’s hold again. ‘It will be fine… just give it a few days’ I tell them tugging my shirt back into place.

‘I think a doctor is better’ Zayn say

‘ya, I think you should visit the doctor Ash, that looks bad’ Liam says coming out of nowhere.

‘I'm fine guys, I just want to go back home, okay?’ I say and move toward the door.

‘I’ll come with you’ niall says and follows me.

I just nod my head and continue out the room just wanting to forget this horrible day and it’s not even over !

If someone caught this whole episode on video I probably would be an international sensation by now.

The Girl Who Got Crushed By Zayn Malik And His Fandom.