Part 3.

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I was awoken by the smell of burning meat. My hands flew to my mouth as I ran to the bathroom to puke my guts out. Gah what was that.

I rinsed my mouth out and threw on some sweats and one of Zayns big t shirts. I made my way to the kitchen to see Zayn trying to cook breakfast but was obviously failing at it. I started laughing as he tried to save the eggs and CHICKEN.

“Ya mind helping me out?” he said with a huff.

I just rolled my eyes as I made my way to the stove. I managed to save the eggs and chicken much to my stomachs dislike. I set the table and pour juice for 6.

“You did great love.” Zayn said kissing me. He slipped his tounge into my mouth and I could taste the chicken. I pushed him off and ran to the bathroom, after I puked my guts out, again. I rinsed my mouth out and splashed my face with water. After a couple of deep breaths I opend the door and Zayn was waiting for me with a worried look. Before he could say anything I told him I was fine and not to worry. After he was finally convinced so we went back to the kitchen table. After we ate I decided to let Zayn and his family go out while I stayd at the house since I wasn’t having such a good day. Much to Zayns disliking he finally left with his family. I just went right back to bed.

I woke up to the feeling of having to vomit again. I quickly ran to the loo and puked for like the fifth time today. I felt to hands on my back as I did this. I looked up and met the eyes of a very worried Zayn.

“Babe whats wrong?” he said helping me up.

“Im just sick, itll pass soon.” I said shrugging as he kissed my forehead.

Me and Zayn left Bradford that evening cause his mom had work and his sisters had school the next day. When we got back to Londan we stopped at Mcdonalds and of course Zayn was attacked by fans I ordered our food while he signed stuff and took pictures.

I sat down and started eating my icecream when I felt a tap on my shoulders. I looked down and saw a little girl about 6 years old and her mom.

“Hello sweetheart.” I said smiling at her she looked down and giggled. I noticed she had a camera with her.

“Would you like a picture love?” I asked, she met my eyes again with a huge grin and she nodded. She handed her mum the camera and I pulled her on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and smiled for the camera. I heard her giggle and turned to see Zayn kissing her on the cheek as her mum snapped the picture. I let her down and she hugged Zayn leaving with her mum.

“That was so sweet babe.” He said eating his sadwhich.

I shrugged as I licked my cone. “Just being friendly.”

After we finished we headed back to our flat and cuddled up to a movie falling asleep.

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