The Time Is Now (Ziall)

Chapter 8 : Florida

Willow and I exited the plane a couple hours later. It was really fun to have someone to talk to on the plane. I would've been bored if it hadn't been for her. She made things ten times more exciting. We laughed and played eye spy and talked about what life on tour was like. She was one of the coolest fans ever. I she treated me like a real person instead of a piece of really good looking meat.

When we were still on the plane, we exchanged numbers.

"As long as you don't give my number to anyone..." I made her promise

"I won't I promise.", she agreed with a smile spreading across her lips as she reached for her phone.

I gave it back to her and she gave me mine.

"Oh god it feels good to be on land again." I she said stretching her arms up just enough to have her shirt lift and expose her tanned stomach.

"Staring at something?" she joked with me.

"Nope, and you know I don't role that way...."

"It was a joke Zayn!"

"I know I know" I laughed. "Let's go get our luggage"

She easily followed me.

After I got out of the terminal, and about 20 steps I heard someone gasp. Then the slight pitter patter of feet hitting the floor. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I automatically turned around.

"Are you Zayn Malik?" the red haired girl asked.

"Yeah love." I told her

Willow had stepped aside and I got the feeling that she would understand.

"Can I get picture?" she asked.

"Sure babe. I Willow will you take the picture for us?"

"Sure Zayn"

I she took the camera and the red head came up to me. I  put my arm around her waist and placed my lips on her cheek for the picture. Then another where she kissed my cheek and one more where we were both smiling at the camera.

She walked away with a smile on her face and that is what Niall would've wanted. I decided on the plane that I was going to do whatever was going to make Niall happy. Where ever he was.

A few other girls came up and I satisfied all of them. I tried to make each of them laugh. Some girls even wanted pictures with Willow too. I Which was really sweet. Willow gladly agreed and was nothing but sweet and nice to the girls who asked questions about her and ask for pictures.

When all of the girls finally left- and which only took about 20 minute-we raced to try and get our bags. Lucky for us, there were our bags still rotating on the belt thing along with some other people's bags. All we grabbed them and headed for the front of the airport.

I waited with Willow until her grandmother picked her up. I don't know what Willow was so worried about with her grandmother's age and all she seemed even more in shape than me!

She had long gray hair that was pulled back into a low pony tail that trailed down her back. She had a pair of jeans on and a pair of converse sneakers on. She had a purple t shirt that was stained with bleach and paint. Her voice was soft and sweet.

"Well Willow who is this?!" her grandmother asked

"Memaw that's Zayn."

"Well Zayn, you can just call me Memaw." I she said to me.

"Yes ma'am" I said to her

"Well it was lovely to meet you but we've got to get back to the house!" she said to me.