Fix You (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter Three

Chapter 3 FYZM

-Skylar-

"Please, Give it up for the one and only, SKYLAR BENNETT!" Kanye West shouted, awakening me from my chain of thoughts that were flowing smoothly through my mind while I stood in the back of the stage, dressed in my signature outfit. The pink lace blouse covered my flat stomach, while it brought out the summer tan that stained my skin, And the leather black skinny jeans held my legs tightly, but not bothering me at all. The purple converse was brightening out my outfit, while the laces held my shoes together tightly. I gripped the microphone in my hand, nervousness approaching me for the millionth time this hour, while I heard my screaming and dedicated fans, almost bursting their own ear drums..

I could never get use to this feeling.. This feeling of adrenaline.. The feeling of knowing that Im wanted.. And no matter what I do, my fans will be there to catch me. The feeling of going on stage, and being greeted with all the beautiful faces that got me where I am today. I could never repay any of them.. It's just all so amazing.

I walked out from backstage, taking slow deep breaths, and regaining the confidence that I tried to have, whenever I got up on stage.

"Hi, Lovelies!" I shouted out into the crowd, grinning like a mad lad at the amount of screams I heard in return.

My gaze traveled around the large arena, taking it all in, examining the lights and posters that the young teenage and youth fans held up, and squinting my eyes closely to read some of them. They were all so encouraging;

"Your amazing Skylar!"

"Skylar, Your so beautiful!"

"Skylar! Skylar! I'm the #1 fan of Skylar!"

They were all so amazing.. It's like watching a movie.. It's a replay every time, but it seems I could never get enough of it. It's like imaginations, but it actually takes me a second to realize that this is where I am at today. These young fans are actually cheering for me, supporting me, and listening to my music. These fans think I'm their heros, but yet, they don't understand that their mine too.

I wouldn't trade this for the world..

"When I look into your eyes, I could stare at them forever, cherishing the moments, we spent together." I sang softly, harmonizing the words of 'Finding me' into the microphone, hearing my echoing voice through the speakers in the stadium. The fans distant sounds of screaming softly approached my ears, while I blocked them out, and got lost into my world of music..

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"Skylar, That was amazing." My manager, Ryan, Called, embracing me in a sweaty hug while I was escorted off of the large stage. The fans distant cheering was beginning to fade away, while others patted me on the back comfortingly.

"Thanks, Ry." I smiled, not getting used to his American accent.

Celebrities flooded around me, patting me on the back, hopefully liking my new song that was just released for a single today..

I guess 'Finding me' was a song based on Zayn, and I just took all my hurt and pain and feelings out in the album.. It's safe to say that the album is about Zayn, But I would never tell anyone that.. No one knows what we've been through, what Ive been through.. And I don't expect them to pity me for it. It was just a stupid heartbreak..

What am I saying? It was the worst moment in my life.

"Skylar, I need to talk to you." Rihanna called, breaking me away from the group of people that were crowding me in complements. I nodded, following her to the peaceful corner she was standing in waiting for me.

"Hi, Love." I greeted, embracing the much older woman in my arms, before pulling away quickly and searching in her facial expressions if it was something important.

"So, as you know, Im going on my tour soon, right?" She questioned, staring at me intently, and probably searching my expressions for any clue of what she was getting at.

I nodded in response, earning a quick soft sigh from her.

"Well, I've been searching for someone to be my opening act, and well, I was wondering.. Would you do the honour?" She asked, chuckling a bit, while her bright lip stick was fading away from the amount of times she was licking her lips continuously..

"I know your tour starts in 4 months, but its only a 3 month tour. Also, you'll be sharing another tour bus with my other opening act.." She smiled nervously, waiting for my reply, and looking desperate in need for me to say yes. I grinned, wrapping my arms around her neck and embracing her into a large hug.

"Of course I will!" I exclaimed, pulling away and trying to contain the smile that was plastered on my lips. In return, she smiled back gratefully.

"Thank you so much, Sky. Means alot. The tour starts in 2 days, and I expect you to be on that bus with suitcases, got it?" She joked, nudging me lightly and winking. I chuckled, nodding my head in excitement.

"Oh, and Rhi?" I asked quickly, before she walked away into one of the dressing rooms on the right, covered in glitter and glamour. She snapped her head back towards me, nodding for me to go on.

"Who's the other act?" I questioned, curiously. She giggled, placing her hand on her hip.

"You'll see. I think you'll fall in love with one of them," she winked, grinning as if she had something planned. I sighed, chuckling and feeling the burning flames of my cheeks heat up with a blush.

"Is it The Wanted?" I asked eagerly about my favourite band, clasping my hands together in fake hope.

"You'll see," she smiled, walking towards the dressing room while her heels clacked on the cold tile of the floor. I chuckled softly to myself, hoping dearly that it wasn't someone I hate..

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Very short chapter, I know. I'm so sorry, I just needed to get this tour started already! Haha, anyways, next one will be so much longer! I love every single one of you!

Xx

Emily