Stranded

Its been 4 days since my mum and brother left and it has been so boring around my house. But tomorrow I fly to America. I'm flying into the Miami airport. I can't wait.

Ding dong.

Ugh. But, getting the door requires movement...which is work I don't volunteer to do.

I get up and walk to the door. Opening it up to see Patricia standing there. What?

"Uhm. Hi Mrs. Malik."

"Hi Sky. I was just wondering if you wanted to come over tonight. were having some family and Zayn's friends over. He's leaving tomorrow. Aren't you leaving for America tomorrow also?" She asks.

"Yea. I'm flying into the Miami airport. My flights at 1." I explain.

"Really? The boys are flying to Miami tomorrow too." She says.

"Oh wow. What a coincidence. Um, I might be able to stop by for like an hour tonight." I say.

"Alright. I'll see you tonight." She says then walks down my driveway.

I shut the door and go to my room. I'll go for an hour, maybe.

As I pick out my outfit which consists of my mickey mouse long sleeve crop top, ripped black high waisted jeans, folded over combat boots, mickey mouse earings, and my black bracelet with silver chains. I pull the top part of my hair back into a hairtie. I put on some makeup after.

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When it comes time to go I grab my phone and walk out the door. I turn and walk down the sidewalk towards Zayn's house. I cant believe I agreed to this.

"Excuse me." I try to push through the bodies.

"Look. It's that one girl from last week." I hear someone beside me say.

"Excuse me miss, whats your name?" A microphone is pushed to my face, along with others. Everyone crowds around me as I stand there still as a rock.

"Just, please leave me alone." I try to push my way through.

"Are you Zayn's girlfriend?"

"What's your name?"

"Are you dating any of the boys of One Direction?"

People shoot me with questions as I start to breath heavily. Everything starts to spin as I get lower and lower to the ground.

"Let the poor girl through." I hear a deep voice say.

I feel a hand wrap around mine as I let them drag me away. I look towards the ground as I watch my feet move along the ground.

"Sorry about that love. They can get kinda out of hand." The raspy voice says. I look up and see Harry behind glasses and a beanie.

"It's fine. I just get kinda claustrophobic." I admit.

"I know the feeling." He chuckles as we go inside.

"Sky! I'm so glad you made it." Trisha hugs me.

"I see Harry here saved you from the mob." She laughs.

"Yea." I smile.

"Come on in. The rest of the guys are in there playing a game of fifa. Your mum was saying that your pretty kick ass at the game." She smirks.

"Yea. I guess I'm okay." I say. I am pretty good at it. I will admit that.

"Well, maybe we can play a game. C'mon." Harry says, grabbing my hand and dragging me back.

"Hey guys. Zayn, look who I found." Harry says, smiling.

"Oh, uh. Hey Sky." He says looking at the screen.

"Who's this?" The one I know as Louis asks.

"Lou, this is Sky, Sky this is Lou." Harry introduces us.

"Hi." I say awkwardly.

"Lou give her your controller." He orders and Louis hands me his controller. Harry sets up a game of Fifa and we begin playing.

"Not bad." He nods as we finish our game. More people arrive, mostly old friends of his.

"Guys, food's ready!" His mum calls.

They all go into the kitchen, leaving me sitting by myself. After a minute or two, a couple people walk in.

"Hey look Mike, who invited the skank?" I hear someone snicker.

"I don't know man. Sure as hell wasn't Zayn though." The other kid says. I look up and see Mike and Tom from school a few years back.

"Don't you guys have better things to do?" I ask, getting up and trying to walk by them.

"Where do you think you're going? You know, now that I think about it, I don't recall ever finishing that session we had years ago." He smirks. Wha-Oh no.

He slams my body into the wall and Mike holds my arms while Tom steps on my feet. Now would be a great time for someone to walk in. What the hell man.

"The more you struggle the harder it's gonna be." He whispers into my ear. He trails his hand up my shirt and I see a couple more people walk in the room.

"Mike, you gonna eat ma-Tom?" I hear Zayn's voice.

"Hey Zayn, bro look who we found. Remember what we said we'd always do if we had the chance? Well, we have the chance." Mike says.

Zayn stands there contemplating. Does he really need to think about this? What the hell man. I knew he didn't change.

"Guys, let her go." He orders.

"What?" Tom spits.

"Man just let her go. Don't start this. I just got over it all. Let her fucking go." He grabs Tom's arm.

He gets his arm off me and I scramble out of Mike. I walk to the front door, opening it and walking out into the crowd.

"Sky!" My name is called.

"Sky, wait." A voice says as someone grabs my wrist.

I jerk it away and push through the people. I run down to my house and up to the front door when I'm spun around. I get pushed up against to the door and held there.

"Sky." Zayn's eyes stare into mine.

"Please." He pleads.

"No Zayn. I knew you couldn't have changed. I knew it was too good to be true. But I'm leaving tomorrow and your probably never going to see me again. Now, goodbye Zayn." I say going inside and shutting the door.

Why does he even try? Why does he even care?

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