Unsinkable

Naomi p.o.v.

"Here we are!" Zayn shouted over the blabbering crowds of people.

"Tickets?" The man at the front says. I pull out our tickets, and he lets us through.
I bump into someone, which leads to me falling over.

"I'm so sorry!" His Irish accent worridly says.

"Its okay," I say, as he pulls me up. I look around, turn and twist, and I can't find Zayn.

"Anything wrong?" The boy says.

"No, I just can't find my fiance," I sigh.

"Oh, okay," he smiles.

"Naomi!" I hear Zayn yell. He grabs my wrist and pulls me to a corner.

"I was looking everywhere for you!"

"Aparently not," I roll my eyes.

"Dont walk off like that," he huffs.

"I fell over!" I shout. "You left me!"

"Okay, never mind," he sighs

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