Stay With Me

Stay With Me: Part 19

2 weeks later-

Zayns POV

(y/n) got out of hospital 2 days after she woke up just so the doctors could be sure that she is perfectly fine. It was her birthday in 3 days, she was turning 19. I was planning a party for her. It wasn’t going to be a boring and pointless party with just friends and family...  it was going to be huge!!! I had invited her friends, my friends, each of the boys could invite 2 or 3 of their friends and family was NOT allowed, unless they were cousins or distant relatives that wouldn’t ruin the party. It was taking place on the Saturday, her actual birthday because I didn’t want it to be the day before so she was suffering a hangover on her birthday and if it’s on the day, she will be enjoying herself, exactly how birthdays should be spent.

I said that the boys could only invite friends we knew or their girlfriends, for those that have one. Louis: Eleanor and Stan.

Harry: Ed Sheeran and Nick Grimshaw.

Liam: Danielle, Andy and Maz.

Niall: Josh Devine (of course) and Sean.

Me: Danny and Anthony.

(Y/n): (3 of your friends’ names)

And some other friends. Luckily they could all make it. So everything was planned even the food. The only thing I had to do was prepare the house before she woke up in the morning and everything would be done. I had also arranged for (y/n)’s parents to look after Mel during the party and most likely the morning after too.

Today I was planning to take her to Starbucks and take her shopping to get her present because I knew she was no good with surprises, which is also why I told her about the party instead of keeping it a secret.  I decided I would have to wake (y/n) up this morning because it was already 11:30 and I thought that was late enough.

‘(y/n)!’ I said as I jumped on her.

‘F*ck ZAYYNN!!’ she said with an extremely angry tone.

‘Hahaha sorry, my bad!’ I said faking an apology.

She smiled a devilish smile, she obviously had an idea of revenge. She grabbed the pillow from under her head and repeatedly pelted me with it.

‘Oi! Ow! (y/n) STOP IT!’ I said. I eventually decided to grab a pillow and hit her too. It straight away turned into a full on pillow fight.

After about 10 minutes of hitting each other and landing on each other, we stopped fighting because we were both out of breath and couldn’t stop laughing.

Saturday night-

Your POV

I was sat on my bed on twitter, I love seeing all the nice comments I get from my 800,000 followers but those horrible comments made me laugh at how pathetic people were sometimes but the ones that really hurt me and get me down, were the ones involving Mel. The worst one I’ve ever seen was:

‘Why don’t (y/n) and Mel just leave Zayn and then when they’re crossing the road they get hit by a bus? That would be amazing!’

Every time that appears in my mind I always cry or check that Mel is alright, I can’t believe people can be so mean just because I’m with Zayn and I had his baby... what is wrong with that? If anything, me being with him should give them hope because I was just an ordinary fan that he happened to fall in love with and I happened to fall in love with him. There’s still Harry and Niall to steal the hearts of.

I stopped thinking up random little reasons not to ruin my life and looked at my alarm clock beside me on the bedside table. 17:00.

‘Haha bang on 5 o’clock’ I said to myself and giggled. ‘OH NO! 5 o’clock!’

I panicked and ran into the shower, grabbing some clothes I brought on the way in. I showered and got out and dressed in the shorts and a hoodie that I had grabbed on the way to the shower while I did my hair and makeup. I then looked in my overnight bag and took out the pink and cream coloured floral dress that reached my mid thigh and flowed out from the waist down. Mel was at my parents’ house already so I didn’t get distracted. It was now 19:00 and Zayn will be picking me up anytime soon, so I took out the nude high heels that looked great with my dress. I then heard a knock on the door and opened it and let Zayn in.

I had been staying at my friend’s house to get ready and she had left to her boyfriends so there wasn’t anyone else there while I was getting ready.

I picked up my clutch bag from the table and put my phone in it.

‘You look gorgeous!’ Zayn said gawping at me and then smirking.

‘Why thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself.’ I winked.

He took my hand and led me to his car, we got in and he gave me a kiss before starting the engine and driving back to our apartment.

I was going to get drunk and not give a sh*t. After all it is my birthday.

*we’re gunna party and bullsh*t* I sang in my head. The perfect phrase for my plan for tonight.

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