Chapter 15 FYZM
•Skylar Bennett•
I scrolled through the twitter, a frown plastered on my lips as my fingertips trailed the small pad on my laptop and my eyes read every single tweet.
I couldn't believe this. Some of these people were my fans. .
@Shabalabadong1D: @SkylarTrionBennett, how could you do this?! Date Zayn Malik?! We're supposed to be you're fans!
I grimaced, tears prickling the brims of my eyes and threatening to fall. I felt like hiding, cuddling up in my pillow and shutting out the world.
@SkylarrBennetts#1Gurrrl••: @SkylarTrionBennett, don't worry, Sky. You're beautiful. People, fans, they should all love you for who you are and what you do. Even if you're dating one of the members from my favourite boy band, I'm still you're #1 fan. I don't care what you do. As long as you're happy. xx
I weakly smiled, grazing the keyboards with my fingertips as I rapidly tapped them, typing in a reply.
@SkylarTrionBennett: @SkylarrBennetts#1Gurrrl••,
Hey, babe. Thank you for the comment, you did make my day, and I'm so glad to have fans like you. . xx
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"Hey.." Zayn whispered, pushing himself into my bunk. I shuffled in my blankets, digging myself deeper into the wall. Zayn seemed drained, but focused on something. His face was full of excitement, but his eyes held pain.
"Hi. ." I whispered, cradling my face in the palms of my hands.
He sighed, slowly but surely laying down beside me. I turned over to face him, feeling my cheeks flush to crimson at the fact that are noses were only inches apart.
"You alright?" He asked, placing his hand on his stomach. He looked worried, and I felt the same. How could this happen? Was everything going too fast? Was this the right choice? To fake date?
I couldn't contain the feelings and thoughts that were bursting through my mind at this point. I felt that if I cried, it wouldn't change anything. If I screamed, it wouldn't scare away the nightmares. If I pushed him away more, it wouldn't make him any closer.
"I'm. . Okay." I slightly shrugged. I felt the back of my throat become dry; all I wanted to do was drink water. His face was so close to mine, I felt as if I wanted to attach my lips to his. The lips I craved to taste for so long..
I bit the dry skin of my lip, pulling the pad of waste off my top lip and feeling the sudden sensation of blood dripping on my tongue.
"Skylar.. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get us into this mess," he whispered, lifting his hand slowly and planting it on top of mine. Goosebumps formed on my skin, and shivers ran through my body. It almost tickled. It was a feeling I strived to feel for two years. . .
"Zayn, call me Sky. It just doesn't feel right when you call me Skylar.. And, it's not you're fault, its none of ours." I murmured into my blanket, sniffling to let air fill my nose.
Zayn intertwined our fingers, softly stroking my thumb with his index finger. I could feel the bliss taking over me, and my face inching closer to his. My limbs were numb and my body was useless. If wasn't working, and everything was shutting off one by one.
"You're so beautiful," he mumbled, rubbing his nose against mine in a soothing way. I could feel my stomach twist, and my breath hitch in my throat. I couldn't seem to blink, and the stinging sensation of the tinted light catching my orbs were burning my eyes.
Zayn unlocked our fingers slowly, reaching up to my left cheek and grazing his thumb across the soft skin. I trembled under his touch, my lips curving upwards into a weak smile.
Leaning his face closer to mine, I could feel his breath linger on my lips. . .
"GUESS WHAT!" Louis screeched, pulling the curtain across from my bunk, revealing Zayn and I tangled in each other's arms. I blushed violently, burying my face in Zayn's chest to hide the embarrassment that crawled around me.
"Bloody hell, Lou. Go away!" Zayn spit, resting his arm on the small of my back and leaning his head on mine. I could feel the heat radiate of his body, and the warmth stick to mine.
"Oh. My. God. You two.. Oh! Oh! Ohmygod, guys! SkylarandZaynwereabouttlkissIknewit!" He squealed, jumping up and down, trotting into the front of the bus where the boys all sat.
"I'm sorry," Zayn whispered, biting his lip.
I whacked his shoulder, rolling my eyes.
"Stop being sorry. Who said I didn't want to kiss you?" I smirked, winking in his direction before rolling off the bunk and letting my feet slam onto the ground.
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Short short short short short short SHORT chapter! I'm so sorry, I just needed to get this up!
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