Something's Gotta Give(A Zayn Malik FanFic)(Completed)

Chapter 9- Problems, Problems

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Chapter 9- Problems, Problems

‘And you stole my heart, with just one look’ I rocked back and forth with Stole My Heart blasting from my headphones.

“What are you listening to?” Harry asked me as he looked at my phone; he saw the song “Really?” I shrugged. “I like the song.”

“I’m not complaining, but it’s still weird. I never thought I’d be….you know...” he stopped. “An international superstar who has girl flashing at him and asking him to marry him and giving him their numbers every minute of the day?” I asked.

“Yeah, him.” He nodded. “You mean you’re not used to it yet?” I asked. “Well, I don’t know. Sometimes I think I’m just Harry. Like nobody knows me, but then I see the fans, how they always tell us what we mean to them. I just can’t believe I got so lucky. Sometimes when they talk about Harry Styles I forget they’re talking about me, and then I remember; that’s me they’re talking about.” He explained.

“Not all of it was luck. You have a good voice Harry. A great one.” I told him. “It must be weird, though. To have all these things about you.”

Niall walked in humming the new Justin Bieber single ‘Boyfriend’. “Why aren’t you ready yet? We’re going to pick up the girls.” He asked us. “The girls?” Harry perked up.

“He means Danielle and Chelsea, you know. The ones who have boyfriends.” I teased him. “I know they have boyfriends, Skye. I would never make a move on a girl who’s taken. I’m a flirt, not a person who takes girls away from their men, O.K.?” Harry sounded offended.

“Haz, calm down. I’m only kidding.” I assured him. He wasn’t feeling very well these couple of days. He tripped on the stage during a sound check and hurt his back. He claims nothing happened but I see him wincing when he moved too quickly. “Well, let’s go then.” Niall motioned us to get up. Harry jumped out of his seat beside mine.

“Argghhh!” Harry screamed. He held his back and winced. “Are you alright mate?” Niall beat me to Harry. “Harry, are you okay?” I asked him.

“I’m fine. I…just shouldn’t have jumped so quickly.” He croaked. “Are you sure?” Niall asked. “I’m positive. Let’s go.” He faintly smiled. I didn’t believe he was fine and neither did Niall; he positioned himself so Harry could put his hand around his shoulder and walk.

“No need to baby me, Niall. I’m fine.” He said a bit too sharply. “Really, I’m fine mate. Thanks.” He softened. Niall nodded and started humming ‘Boyfriend’ again. But before that, he gave me a quick glance and I understood what he meant; he was still worried.

~At the airport~

The lads took pictures with some fans and I stood beside a couple of security guards. Three girls came up and asked “Could we have a picture with you?” At first I thought they were talking to the securities, or someone behind me, but I realized that they were looking at me. I didn’t know what to say; I wasn’t looking my best exactly. My hair was up in a messy bun, I had just some lip gloss and eye shadow on but that was pretty much it. I was wearing a beige floral dress with pink sandals. I didn’t want to sound rude.