Chasing Forever (Zayn Malik Fan-Fic)

Chasing Forever ( Introduction )

So, this is my first attempt at a fan fiction. Hope you enjoy! :D 

(I promise you, it WILL progress into something more interesting by Chapter 2! I swear on it! xx) 

(And, worry not! I will change the cover of the story. It will not only be Zayn's flawless face so don't get used to it. Anywho, read ahead! (: ) 

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"Someday, I'm going to be famous." 

I peered over at the ten-year-old boy swinging on my tire swing, his large brown eyes gazing up at the sky.  

"Of course, Zayn. And when that happens, I'll be the Queen!" I laughed back, crossing my arms as my best friend slowed down and stared at me. 

He hopped off the swing, walking over to stand in front of me, already much taller than my tiny form. "You know I've got what it takes, Libby." 

Placing my hand on his cheek, I nodded. "You do, Zayn. I believe in you 100%." I then smirked. "But you forgot one major detail... You've got to be attractive to be famous!" And then I bolted. 

"Hey! I am attractive!" He shouted from behind me, chasing me all the way into my house. 

*** 

"So, I've got something to tell you." 

I peeked up from my fringe at Zayn, who looked away from me as he stuffed a s'more whole into his mouth. 

Summer had just begun and Zayn and I had rushed to his house for our first day of freedom. Now, as we sat on the same lawn chair with the plate of chocolaty goodness in between us, I found myself staring at my best friend. He chewed his s'more slowly, rubbing the back of his neck as he finally swallowed and turned to me with a grave expression. 

"Well?" I whispered as I took a sip of my tea, rinsing my teeth of any remains of graham crackers.

He sighed, taking my hand in both of his. "I'm auditioning for the X-Factor." 

"You're what?" I screamed, my eyes wide as I dropped my mug, the porcelain cup shattering on the floor. "What happened to all our plans, Zayn? You're going to be gone all summer!" I jutted out my bottom lip and he chuckled, squeezing my hand gently. "What am I going to do alone here in Bradford while you're in London?" 

Zayn smiled at me, caressing my cheek gently. "My mum will be more than happy to spend time with you after she drops me off in London." I sighed, resting my cheek into his palm. "Plus, you can watch the show with my mum and sisters." 

I nodded, placing my hand over his. "I always do that anyways." Peeking up from my fringe, I bit my lip. "But how am I going to survive without my best mate? Who's going to read comics until 2 in the morning with me? Run around with shopping carts like we're bloody mad? Take awful pictures of each other attempting to dance?" He frowned, much to my discomfort. "I can't do that with anyone else." 

"Are you trying to guilt trip me into staying?" I laughed softly at his smile. "Cos I'm real gutted, Libby, I might just stay."

With a defeated sigh, I shot him a small grin. "No, this is your dream. And I want you to follow it," Leaning over, I brushed my lips against his cheek. "Even if it means leaving me." 

For several heavy moments, we remained in that position, our faces mere centimetres from each other, both of us holding our breaths. In all the years we'd known each other, never once had I kissed him on the cheek; and now, we were frozen, tittering on a string. He finally laughed, draping an arm around my shoulders and pulling me in closer. "We're best friends, Libby, I'll never forget you." 

"You better not, you damn wanker, or I'll just have to drive my happy bum to London and rip you a new one." I grinned innocently back at him, and he cackled. 

Pressing a kiss to my forehead, he whispered softly. "Never in a thousand years, beautiful." 

*** 

Pressing my lips together, fighting back tears, I watched as Trisha hugged her son tightly, smiling through her tears. I hovered by the car, keeping my arms crossed as I breathed deeply. I was still trying to process the idea of my best mate, my partner in crime, leaving me alone for the entire holidays. While he would be singing his heart out, fulfilling every dream he had, I'd be wrapped in a cocoon of blankets, eating a tub of ice cream and watching the telley. 

A hand squeezed my shoulder and I peered up into Trisha's puffy eyes. "It's your turn, love. I'll wait in the car." She said before slipping into the driver's seat, giving me some alone time with Zayn. 

Reaching out, Zayn grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he did the same to my shoulders. "I can't believe I won't see you for two months." I murmured into the crook of his neck, peeking up at him. 

"Don't be ridiculous," He stroked my hair, twirling a lock around his finger. "I'll ring you up the second I arrive at my hotel." Placing his hands on my shoulders, he held me at an arm's-distance, examining my face closely. "You're not going to cry, are you?" 

Letting out a choked chuckle, I snickered with a shrug. "'Course not. Crying's for babies." 

"Sure about that? 'Cos I think I see a tear sliding down the side of your face.." My eyes widened when Zayn dabbed my cheek, holding up a glittering tear on his fingertip. "Yup, that's definitely a tear." He then grinned, hugging me again. "I'm not dying, Libby. Just going away for a bit." 

"You have talent, mate. You're going to go far in the game, singing to broken-hearted girls with your angelic voice and completely forget about me. The nobody from Bradford." 

He laughed, holding my face in both his hands so that I looked up into his round brown eyes. "You're my nobody from Bradford, silly. I'm absolutely daft about my number one fan!" Nuzzling my nose, he stayed close, his peppermint breath brushing against my face. "You're my only girl, Libby. It's just you and me against the world, remember?" 

"I'm going to miss you like mad, you bloke." I whispered, running my sleeve over my eyes, probably smearing my make-up. 

"I'll just be a phone call away, love." Mustering me in one final hug, he whispered quietly in my ear. "I love you, Libby. I'll be back for you." 

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Once again, sorry for the boring first chapter, but introductions are never all that fun! Chapter 2 will be right up. :) xx