Fix You (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter One

Chapter 1 FYZM

-Skylar-

"Skylar! Skylar! Over here!" A Paparazzi shouted, awakening me from my daydream. Hundreds of celebrities were all lined up, waiting for their turn to talk to their fans, take photos, catch up with their famous friends. While I sat here, dazed into some sort of daydream, while fans and paparazzi screamed my name murderously.

I'll admit, I'm not use to this. I don't think I could ever get use adrenaline rush and excitment that burst trough my veins whenever a fan shouts my name, or whenever my name gets called for an award on that large stage, with a thousand screams bursting my ear drums. But, I haven't been myself since 'that' day happened. Since he left me there, after a quick 2 minute phone call, telling me how he was doing on the X Factor, than telling me we couldn't be together anymore..I'm not going to hide it, his words stung. Maybe it was because I was ridiculously in love with him, or maybe it was because he meant everything to me.. Whichever it is, it broke my heart.. And since then, my career hasn't been the same. I can't act properly in romantic movies, I can't get the actual feeling of love inside of me, because well, he destroyed that.. And it really doesnt help now that he is in the most famous boy band.

"Hi, love!" I tried to put my cheerful mood on, and a bright smile for that fan that was crying in hysterics while noticing I was standing right infront of her. Her long eyelashes were clumped with wet tears, while her blonde locks were passing her waist in a ponytail. The phone in her hand was hanging by a thread in her 

Fingers, while she watched me closely, crying waterfalls from her lovely grey eyes.

"Y-Your- Oh my gosh! It's really you! It's really you Skylar Bennett!" The girl screamed, plunging for me with her arms ready to embrace me in hers. Without prepare, the girl wrapped her arms around my waist, her tears wetting my dress, but yet, I still didn't mind. I grasped her back, enjoying the wanted feeling from fans, and gratefully thanking her in my mind, for helping me achieve my dreams of being a famous Actress/Singer. It was all a lovely feeling that I never thought I could feel.. But a part of me was still so scared to love. Still so scared to care for someone so deeply, and scared of it all being taken away from me in matter of seconds.. It wasn't fair how he treated me. It wasn't fair at all.

"Would you like a picture, beautiful?" I asked the girl who was still clinging onto me for dear life. Calling someone beautiful, put a smile on my face just seeing theirs turn into a grin. I've only been called beautiful by one person.. Him. He would remind me that I was beautiful whenever he got the chance. He would tell me that I was special, and that no other girl could compare.. I believed him.. Now look where that got me.

"Yes! Please!" she screeched, her loud scream running through my ears like electricity. I winced, chuckling, and taking the phone that she was waving around in her hands, and taking it into my own. 

I pulled her close, placing the phone infront of us, getting it at a good angle, before saying; 

"Say 'pickles'!"

She giggled, making me laugh along with her, and snapping the photo. Without taking a second glance at it, I quickly handed it back to the adorable girl, putting a wide grin on her face.

"Thank you so much! I'm you're biggest fan, Skylar!" she cheered, squeezing her phone in her hands tightly with excitment, before running towards a group of girls, I'm guessing her friends. 

Without another word, I walked around the red carpet, forcing a smile on my face while paparazzi threw questions at me, questions I didn't want to awnser. A lot of famous people passed me, usually sending a small smile towards my way, before walking into the front doors of the premiere.