{REMEMBER THIS IS A ZAYN CHAPTER}
Fuck, I feel so stupid. I don't know how many times my mum brought up Sydney being my girlfriend this weekend. She's so fucking right. That's what we are, just without the boyfriend/girlfriend label. I guess I'm just scared-scared that it'll scare Sydney off.
In the small span of two months, she's taken up the empty space in my heart. She's changed everything. It's like I'm not being held down my gravity anymore; it's her. She's my whole world and so much more. I'm stupidly in love with Sydney François, and I'm scared that she'll leave me because of that.
Love is just a scary thing. Loving someone means that they have a significant part in your life. It's not just a word, like some people use it. You don't really 'love' that pair of shoes, because as soon as they get tattered and torn, you'll throw them in the garbage. When you love someone, you'll do everything for that person, even if it means going to hell and back.
My alarm goes off, signaling that I need to get out of bed and get ready for work. I grab my phone, turning off the alarm, and checking my texts. Surprisingly enough, I have one from just the girl I wanted to hear from.
from: sydney the angel
morning zayn! im gonna stop by the shop today on my lunch break. maybe you can tat me again! see you xx
to: sydney the angel
morning angel. ill look for another tat for you. collarbone, maybe? on the opposite side from that lovebite(; see you xxx
from: sydney the angel
collarbone sounds sick. yeah, and lou is still teasing me about that ;( he won't fucking shut up.
to: sydney the angel
wear it loud and wear it proud(; mine mine mine mine
from: sydney the angel
what are you? a seagull?
to: sydney the angel
im so confused :$ & you're distracting me
from: sydney the angel
FROM FINDING NEMO DUMMY!!!! & get ready for work xx im not texting you back after this
to: sydney the angel
HOW DID I FORGET??!!?! & on it x
I can't help the smile that spreads across mu lips, as I put my phone down. I roll out of my bed, groaning, and looking through my closet. I find my favourite white and red muscle shirt, and a pair of black jeans. I hop into the shower, before getting dressed, styling my hair, and brushing my teeth. I decide against shaving, leaving the stubble on my jaw, chin, and upper lip. I quickly fix myself a salad, then grab my jacket and my bike helmet.
The second I open the door, Anthony's head snaps up. He has a smug smirk playing on his lips. I flip him off, glaring as I continue to my room to put my helmet and jacket away, then to the break room, where I put my salad away. I make my way bag, sliding onto one of the bar stools.
"How was your weekend with angel and the fam?" Anthony asks, smirking to himself.
"It was great. Nice to see my family, and Danny and Jesy."
"Oh, how are they working out?"
"They are doing great. Still going strong."
"How are you and Syd working out?"
YOU ARE READING
safety// z.malik
Fanfiction«you saved me. thank you.» in which the two broken people fall in love, and maybe, just maybe, mend each other ........... characters are not affiliated with their real life personality. this work is purely fiction.
