Zayn Malik #imagine/fanfic

The help- part 16---

It had been 4 weeks. 1 whole month of gruelling, tiring rehearsing. Not to mention the whole long distance thing. I did not prepare myself for that. I can't cope, not just because I'm not around Zayn, but because of the rumours brewing. Obviously I'm not stupid, I know that it's not true but when you can't go into a shop without seeing it on every single magazine it starts to bug you. I miss him a lot. I never imagined it to be like it was. We texted everyday, usually phoned often and skyped quite a bit, but we were both so busy that the conversations were meaningless. It kinda upset me that this had happened, but hopefully everything will be back to normal when I see him in 1 week for the charity concert.
Just 1 week of rehearsals then I'm done, and back to performing, what I love most.
"Right guys in position for the opening," Stacey, production manager, announced. I groaned, and slowly plodded over to the board I stand behind.
"Come on Skylar, I know you miss Zaynnie Boo but you have to get along with things," Will, the drummer laughed. I guess we kinda had a 'thing', but it was ages ago and we ended on great terms. No one mentions it now.
"I'm exhausted Will, I just wanna sleep," I sighed. Then I heard the beat to my opening number. I start with the song, Give Your Heart a Break, and finish with Good as Gold. It's my Good as Gold tour so that's why I think.



4 DAYS LATER (Thursday)

We were now in New York, on my last day of rehearsing. I now live in a bus, happy days!
"Papa would take him home, fantasise about motorbikes.
Mama I know you'd love him,
If only you could see him,
Mama he's as good as gold,
Mama I gotta keep a hol-" I sang the high note in my closing number and stopped in my tracks. A piercing pain throbbed in my throat. I dropped the mic, making a loud bang on the staging. Everyone was staring at me, I took a swig from my water bottle.
"Sorry, lets continue," I said, despite my pain. I began to sing, but the pain was deathly.
"Sky, Sky what's wrong?" Will asked. I shrugged my shoulders, not wanting to talk because of the pain.
"Throat... Hurts..." I whispered. He nodded and reached out for my hand. I accepted and stood up. He helped me off the stage and into my dressing room.
"I'll get someone to help you, okay?" He checked. I nodded. I knew something was going go wrong. This happens all the time, I mean, it's not unusual for a singer to lose there voice. But when you have this much pain, it can't be right. 2 days before the concert that mean the worlds to me.
A few moments later Will returned with Stacey.
"Skylar we have to take you to your private doctor, come on." She said. It's not that I don't like Stacey, but I'm not in the mood for her. There's 1 person I want with me, Zayn. He would know what to do, how to help.
"Get Scott, I need Scott," I spoke.
"He's busy honey, me and Will will take you," she said, pulling me in for a hug.

"Well it seems Miss Jones that you have severe swelling and bruising on your vocal chords. Due to your career, you rely on these everyday so this is going to happen at some point or another. After all the rehearsing you have been doing, they are worn out, I recommend at least 3 hours rest a day. It's vital that you speak as little as possible.
For now I'm going to put you on some medicine, that will ease the pain and start to heal them. Unfortunately I can't say whether your voice will sound the same. There is a tiny possibility that you may not be able to-" he explained but I cut him off.
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY IT!" I yelled, causing my throat to burn.
"I'm sorry Miss Jones, that is very unlikely however." He said. Will put his hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
"Will she be better for Saturday?" Stacey asked.
"There's a chance they could heal for then, but I couldn't say." He said.
It felt as if my worlds were crashing down before me. These kids depended on me, and I've let them down. I stood up, and snatched the medicine. I ran out of the building into New York. Please let this all be a dream, just please. I hailed a taxi, and got it to take me back to where we were rehearsing, and where the bus was. I stepped on board and found Scott, and 3 of the tour members that are my age.
"Hey Sky, everything good?" Jemel asked. She's so sweet, this is the first time I've toured with her, and I know that we'll come close! I shook my head, tears brewing in my eyes and ran to my room, locking the door behind me.
I collapsed on my bed and let the tears fall, knowing that it's a possibility I'll never sing again. The light was already off, and I left it that way. I hated Stacey, this is her doing. The thought of not singing again was terrifying, this was my career. All the people that I've let down, MY TOUR STARTS IN 4 DAYS!
This is a mess. I've let all of my fans down, and they won't ever forgive me.

I had been in my room for 3 hours straight, with nothing to do. In the
end I turned to twitter.

"Something must be wrong with Sky. She hasn't tweeted ALL DAY! :)"
"Apparently Sky was seen running out of the hospital in NY, crying,"
"What's happened? #whatsupsky"

These were what I read as I scrolled through my timeline. I thought it would be best to explain it all in a twitlonger...

"Hey guys, Sky here.
I know most of you have heard that I left the hospital crying earlier? Well, it's true. This morning, when I was rehearsing, something happened in my throat, giving me deadly pains. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but I think it's due to the amount of strain on my voice recently. So Stacey and Will took me to the hospital, where I was told that I have 'severe swelling and bruising on my vocal chords'. The doc said that I shouldn't talk, as there is a possibility it could get worse. Singing is my passion, and to be told that I may never sing again is heartbreaking. This is my job, I do it for you. I have let you all down massively, and I will never forgive myself for that. The charity concert on Saturday will still run ahead, even if I can't perform. I really hope you understand. As for my tour, I don't know. I'll write something's on paper and give them to Stacey later. Right now I'm locked in my bedroom on the tour bus, it feels like you are the only people I can talk to right now. I am so so sorry, I know that I will lose many of you because of this, but I am going to recover. I will force myself to sing on Saturday, even if I'm in tears during it. I really hope you understand... I do love all of you!
Lots of love and kisses .xx"

It felt good to pour my heart out, to my fans. After about 2 minutes, I received many hate comments but also lovely ones. Some even from celebrities like Alan Carr! He's my friend. One person I wanted to talk 'cough' to was Harry. I don't know why but I need to. Let's just see what tomorrow brings.


Saturday morning!

I woke up to a continuous knocking on my door. I lazily got up and unlocked it.
"Hello sleepy," Scott half smiled and gave me a hug. I mined hi, then walked into the living area of the bus. I didn't smile, even though today was the day. Lets just say the tablets were pretty strong, and making me even more tired. But they were doing wonders. The doctor is coming over this afternoon, to check on me. I've probably forgotten how to speak, let alone sing. I had my tablet, then ate some toast for breakfast. I went back into my room and changed into some light blue skinny jeans and a grey Ramones tee. My new Grey beanie was placed on my head, sunglasses on my eyes. I put on my vans and ventured outside into New York. I hated it. No, not New York! I love that! I hate not being able to enjoy myself. I walked along the parking lot to the gate, where there was no fans. I'm glad that they don't follow me everywhere. Then it hit me that I probably should have told someone I was going out. I texted Scott and continued to walk wherever I was heading. It was 11am, pretty early so I went to the nearest shopping mall, and let myself get lost in the clothes. I had my headphones in, so there was no need to talk to anyone.
I ended up buying more than I initially thought I would. There's nothing like retail therapy to cheer you up! With all my shopping bags, I returned to the bus and put everything neatly away in the drawers. I can't stand having a messy bus room. Grr. Now it was 1:30 pm, so I didn't spend that long there. The bus started to drive towards MSG, and I sat down in the living area with Jemel, Immi and Libby. It was fun, we played games on the wii and stuff.
I just couldn't shake that feeling out of my head.
My phone buzzed in my hand, as Libby took her turn at bowling.

Zayn- Hey beautiful, we're in the same country :)

And then I remembered! IM SEEING ZAYN TODAY! I smiled down at the phone, it was one of the few smiles I have made over the past days. Jemel shot me a suspicious smirk.
"Oooh! Skylar got a text and she's smiling!" She teased. I glared at her jokingly. Before I knew it, they were crowding around me going 'aww'. Then they decided to look through all of my texts with Zayn. I snatched my phone back and began to type a reply.

Me- I can't wait to see you.xx

Zayn- we are gonna be at MSG for soundcheck at 4, everything okay?xx

Me- Um. I guess .xx


He didn't reply so I assumed that he was busy or something. I hope that Zayn knows, or else I'll have a hard time telling him.

Zayn- stay strong beautiful Xx


When we arrived at the venue, it was 2pm. Fans crowded the streets and what not. The bus was being chased by screaming fans, wanting to know who was inside. When I got off I would go and see them hopefully.
We exited the bus and the screams deafened me. I smiled and waved, a forced smile. Stacey got a megaphone but it wouldn't be much use as you probably wouldn't be able to hear her!
"RIGHT SKYLAR WILL TAKE A FEW PICTURES BUT SHE CAN'T TALK!" She yelled. I put on my sunglasses as it was quite sunny and walked over to them. My first picture was to a girl who looked to be about 15?
"HELLO! OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOU!!" She squealed. I smiled and took a picture with her, then signed her phone case.
"Are you feeling better?" Another girl asked. I shook my head slowly. She gave me a tight hug. I gladly accepted.
"I hope you can sing tonight," she said after that.
"Do you have tickets?" I whispered. She shook her head, casually. I rummaged in my bag for some of the tickets Stacey gave me. I handed her two. "See you later," I smiled and moved on. After not to long, I had to go inside. I could hear Ed Sheeran doing his soundcheck, so I went straight back stage. My dressing room was the first place I went and dumped my bag. I thought it would probably be best to just wait in there, until someone came to get me. Besides I'm attempting sound check soon. I went over to the rails of clothing set out for me and went through each piece. I really hope I can sing this evening. If I can't, I don't know what I'll do. I made my way to the canteen and found lots of people who came over and greeted me. I just smiled and waved at them. I'm on vocal rest. I could make out Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, Rihanna, Little Mix, Katy Perry and many more performers.

"Skylar Jones to main stage," the over head announcer called and I took a deep breath, grabbing a bottle of water. I made my way to the stage and waited for instructions.
"Ok Skylar we want you to mime to the music to rest your voice, but do all the movements we practised." Someone said. I nodded, nervously. I positioned my ear piece and braced myself. The opening notes of my first song echoed through my ears, but I've never been much of a mimer. My songs were Broken Strings, Perfect Two, Hello Poppy and Good as Gold. Every set was 3 or 4 songs. That is if I get to sing them.
Halfway through Hello Poppy, the big doors slammed shut and 5 familiar boys strolled in. I dropped the mic, not giving a shit and legged it over to them. I jumped into Zayns arms, and he held me for about 5 minutes. He smelt amazing, Id forgotten how it felt to be in his muscular arms.
"God I missed you," he whispered in my ear. I never wanted to let go of him again. Ever. He let me go so I could say hello to all the other boys, but I would go straight back to him after! The first one to engulf me in a hug was Harry.
"Bestie! Oh my god Sky I have missed you so so much, literally," Harry laughed. I half smiled and gave all the other boys a hello hug.


1hr before, Zayns POV

Me and the boys stepped out of the silver people carrier that took us to the arena. I couldn't contain my excitement to see Sky. Just knowing that she was under a mile away from me made my heart melt. The deafening screams loudened when the crowds noticed us. Paul said that we had to take a few pictures and so. I didn't expect that and was wearing my 'f**k you, have a nice day' top.
"Zayn, put a hoodie on or something," Liam called. I shrugged my shoulders, I don't have a hoodie. I pulled my sunglasses over my eyes and strolled over to the girls. I signed countless autographs, took thousands of pictures and we finally got in through the doors. Being set up where the merchandise stalls. It was strange seeing our faces plastered onto tops and hoodies. We never really got to see the merch from backstage really!
"Harry what songs are we singing?" I asked, completely unaware.
"Kiss You, One Way or Another, Little Things and What Makes You Beautiful. Can you believe we are here again?" He said happily. I loved seeing him like this.
"It's unreal. But I just wanna see Sky," I said. He smiled, and ruffled my hair. He knew I hated it.
"Awhh! Well I can't see her, but I can hear her!" He laughed. I listened closely and heard her beautiful voice ring through my ears. Before I knew it, I was quickly walking in the direction of the floor seats. I opened the heavy doors and saw her singing on the stage. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. She looked tiny because we were so far away! She stopped in her tracks when she saw us. Her microphone made a loud thud as it hit the floor. We all made our way closer to the stage, but she beat us and was already in my arms. I hugged her tight, just feeling my presence was enough for me. It was actually her. No more looking through computer screens or over the phone. It was actually her in 3D. I was able to kiss her soft lips, and stroke her hair. Words couldn't describe how I felt at that moment. It was like something had changed in me, now that she was around. I could smile, and remember her. Not that I forgot Sky in the first place!
"I missed you so so much," I whispered in her ear. I knew about her voice, so didn't expect a reply. I never wanted to let go, but sadly we had to as there was 4 other boys waiting to see her.



Skylars POV

"Miss Jones. I don't know if you forgot but we are in the middle of a soundcheck here." Someone yelled. I smiled, and gave Zayn another hug before running back to the stage.
"We'll be backstage," Harry called after me. I stood my thumb up, I'm getting pretty good at actions now! I re-positioned my ear piece and picked up from where I left off. I eventually finished, and went back stage. In the canteen, I found everyone sitting at a table eating. I grabbed some food from the buffet and sat next to Zayn.
"Hello, you were amazing," he laughed.
"Thanks," I croaked. I wanted to tell him that I wanted to talk to him but it was to painful so I wrote it on some paper.
"Okay babe, keep your voice on rest," he said kindly. I wrote ta on the letter with a smiley face :)
After we'd finished, me and Zayn went to my dressing room. I think he found it a bit awkward in the big room as Perrie was in there, and she was his ex. Not to mention the tension between Harry and Taylor!

(A/N I have nothing against Zerrie! I love them! But I thought this would bbe a good story line!)

I'd never spoken to her, but she was very pretty. I bet she's really sweet, but I've read that they couldn't do the whole long distance thing. Which got me thinking...
I'm not jealous at all, of course Zayn doesn't like her in that way anymore. I mean, he's my boyfriend! Anyway in my dressing room I found Hamish and Chloe waiting to do my hair/makeup. These were the only people that I trusted with my face and hair.
"Lovely to meet you, I'm Hamish Sky's husband!" He smiled proudly.
"Don't worry, he's gay. I'm Chloe, her makeup artist. It's great to meet you. Sky talks about you ALOT!" She laughed. I blushed massively. That was a lie!
"It's lovely to meet you both! Sad to hear that I have competition though!" Zayn joked. I sat in the chair by the mirror and let them work their magic. Within an hour I was done and Hamish and Chole had gone.
"I missed you too much, I never thought it would be that hard," He said. I took my blackberry tablet thingy and opened doodle buddy, I wrote 'me too'.
He laughed and leaned in to kiss me. I accepted and pressed my lips to his. That was what I needed, Zayn's touch on my lips.
"Sky, you are amazing, I don't know how I coped without you," Zayn said quietly. My heart pounded in my chest, and I knew that I felt it too.
"There were times when I considered getting on a plane to come see you," I admitted, and it sounded kinda normal! Forget that tho! He leant in and kissed me again.
"Zayn- sound che- whoa what am I interrupting mate?" Niall laughed, walking into my dressing room.
"Nothing, see ya later Sky," he said pecking my lips one last time and walking out. I sat there stunned as my boyfriend and his friend strolled out.

I decided to put my stage outfit on,

http://www.polyvore.com/charity_concert_lt/set?id=78612938

then go watch the boys soundcheck. To my surprise, sitting on the front row where the Little Mix girls.
"Hello, I'm Jade!" One of them smiled.
"I'm Skylar," I whispered.
"Oh I'm sorry I forgot you can't talk," she half heartedly smiled. I nodded and smiled back. I took a seat next to Ed and leant on his shoulder.
"Nawh is little Skylar poorly?" He said in a baby voice.
I lightly slapped his shoulder. "Heyy!" He gasped.
"I love this song," I whispered as they sang Little Things. I knew Ed wrote it, and he blushed. I couldn't help but stare at Perrie, who was looking longingly at Zayn. Hmm. Stay away from my man. I'm not gonna cause a fight though. But only because I can't and it would be embarrassing. Once they were done with soundcheck, we all had to clear the seating area so that they could let all the audience in. I noticed Perrie run after Zayn, and couldn't help but follow. I followed them but stopped when she started talking to him in the corridor.
"Moved on quickly then huh?" She questioned.
"Perrie, what we had is over. You said so yourself," he protested.
"But you can't say that you don't still have feelings for me, I mean I still know deep down that we are meant to be together!" She laughed.
"I can say that, it's over Perrie! I'm happy with Sky. Why can't you just accept that?" He demanded. And with that, I was satisfied and ran off. ;)

10 minutes later I was sitting in my dressing room with the doctor and Stacey. I waited anxiously for his results.
"Well. The swelling has reduced quite significantly, so you will sing again. However this evening I don't know. When you get on stage, explain to the audience that you may sing a line of a song then stop. If you are in great pain, do not carry on." He instructed. I nodded.
"Thankyou," Stacey said, shaking his hand. "You ready?" She smiled. I nodded, and went into the canteen where everyone was. I was attacked in a hug from Niall.
"Hey skysky! I really honestly missed you!" He said cutely. Niall was like my brother. He was so easy to chat with, and we got a long great. Skysky was what he called me, kinda weird I know.
"Right, Little Mix to stage in 5 minutes," someone yelled. We huddled together and said a prayer. It's like a ritual, before a show. The 4 girls ran off excitedly, and I sat on a sofa. I had no one to talk to. Well I did, the room was full of my friends but I felt like no one understood. I was incredibly nervous. What if I slip up and embarrass myself in front of 20,000 people? Zayn was no where to be found, so I went over to Justin. He was pretty down lately after everything that had happened so we hadn't really spoke. But I do love his new hair. I kinda talked to him for a while but he was rushed off to get ready to perform.
"Where's Zayn?" I quietly asked Louis.
"Um... I don't know. I thought he would be with you. Yanno?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Oh shut up," I mumbled. He laughed, and hugged me.
"Zayn was really down when you were gone. He barely came out with us and just stayed at his house most of the time. You make him crazy," Louis admitted. Wow.
I went on a walk to look at the crowd from the side. Wow, there was lots and lots of people there. From the corner of my eye I saw Zayn sitting on the floor wait his headphones in. I slowly went over and sat next to him. He removed his headphones and turned to me.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
"Um... I'm just getting ready to perform, I do it before every concert. It like prepares me. It kinda sounds stupid now though." He said. I smiled.
"That's pretty cool. I like to say a prayer, hope everything goes well. Ca I ask you something?" I asked. He nodded.
"So earlier I saw you talking to Perrie. Can you tell me why you broke up?" I asked.
"Well she couldn't handle being apart for the time periods. It was easier to just end it rather than drag the relationship on and on," he said..
"But that exact thing could happen to us. Aren't you worried?"
"No, because I know you are strong and won't give up. You are a fighter Miss Jones. Look at you. 2 days ago you couldn't talk and you are about to perform at the biggest venue out there. That's dedication," he said. I blushed massively.
"Zayn, what you said earlier... That you couldn't cope without me, was that true? Only Lou said that you hardly ever went out with the boys," I asked.
"I didn't go out because I missed you, and wanted to see you." He trailed off.
"I am so glad you are here," I smiled
"Me too! Anyway, you shouldn't be talking!" He smiled. I shrugged my shoulders, and leant on his shoulders. I felt like now would be a good time to catch up but like Zayn said, I shouldn't be talking.
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Part 16