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Zayn Malik fanfic
The Help
Part 28
+3 months.
It was now May. And very warm in LA. I loved it. Summer was coming around and I was free from nasty crutches. Me and Danni are still together, and tonight are attending a massive music awards ceremony together! It's one of our first public appearances, so I'm pretty excited. Plus I'm opening the show, and nominated for 2 awards. It's overwhelming, I actually can't wait. I've never opened before, and it's a massive deal. Especially to be doing it at a show as big as this.
Hamish and Chloe are working their magic on my makeup and hair as we speak. I want to look fabulous, and if these are in charge, I will for sure. My dress had arrived earlier in the day, so it was hanging up in my bedroom, looking extremely pretty. It was Elie Saab, and absolutely stunning. It'll be the first time I've worn a long dress, let me tell you I'm petrified that I'll fall over in my performance or something!
OUTFIT- (the dress is gorgeous)
http://www.polyvore.com/dear_darlin/set?id=88170624
The show starts at 7, and it's now 5. I'm waiting for the car, with Danni in it. When I heard the door bell rang, I instantly got it.
"Hi babe," he said kissing me.
"Hello," I smiled, and we went out to the car. His hand was on the small of my back, it was cold. During the whole journey, I listened to him bang on about Florida and how we have to go there someday. It was sweet, but god damn annoying!
When the car got to the red carpet, the chauffeur opened the door and Danni stepped out, holding his hand for me. I took it and he then put his arm around me. I posed for pictures, did small interviews for magazines whilst Danni lingered behind.
Then, he disappeared inside so I went to the official interview alone.
"So Sky! Tell us who have we brought tonight?" She asked.
"Um Danni and all my crew! I'm so excited!" I laughed.
"And who are we wearing? You look spectacular,"
"Thankyou! It's Elie Saab, my very first time wearing a long dress," I said.
"So your a floor length virgin?"
"Yeah! Floor length virgin," I giggled, before being sent inside to my dressing room.
Now, it was only 10 minutes until showtime. Oh god. I had done vocal warm ups and was ready with my headpiece fitted. The song was one that had recently been released, and was at number one. It's called 'Inside Out" and it's a little different to all my other songs. It's upbeat and you could say rocky. I loved it..
Before I knew it, I was singing onstage in front of thousands of people, opening one of the biggest music events of the year. What an incredible feeling. I had a bunch of sexy male backing dancers, what could be better?
When I was done, I got to my table and sat next to Danni, who looked annoyed and bored.
"Everything okay?" I asked. He nodded and continued to stare at something, I couldn't see what though without looking very strange.
The show continued, and we got to my first award. It was "Best Music video,". I didn't get it, but who would when you are competing against Rihanna?
The next one I was nominated for was "International Female Solo Artist,". I was incredibly surprised when I found myself clutching the award in my arms standing in front of the crowd.
"Wow. You know, this doesn't happen to normal 19 year olds. I honestly can't believe where I am right now. I wanna thank my crew, my managers, my fans, family, friends and my mum. I couldn't have done this without any of you, thank you so much, I love you! Um theres been so many people who have supported me throughout my journey, I thank you all no matter if you're still here with
me or not, you are the best!" I smiled and ran off happily.
I returned to my seat smiling like an idiot. Everyone congratulated me, and I was so thrilled.
The show... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/15013
ZAYN MALIK FANFIC
THE HELP
PART 27
ZAYNS POV
1 month later.
It was mid February and you could I say I had let go. I knew there was no chance of us getting back together so I accepted it and moved on. I was devastated when we broke up. It's not even as if we ended on good terms. Every where I go I see her, and I get this little pain in my chest, reminding me of her. I really loved her, hell, I still do. I don't think anything could make me move on completely.
When I found out she was seeing someone new, I was angry that she had been able to move on, sad that she had someone else to love yet happy for her. She deserved someone who could always be there when she needed him, and not have to rush of for work all the time. I haven't even made any effort to talk to her, maybe I should have. We could have at least been friends. It's not just the loving her that I miss, but the time I spend with her. The laughs, the jokes, the cries, the smiles, everything. I'm not even 100%sure why we broke up. It all happened so quickly. One thing I do know though, is that she's still the one(don't even go there).
Skylars POV
When I returned to LA, I did meet up for dinner with Danni and things have been going up hill ever since. I was having some luck with love. The media had said that I'd barely been single. But it was 3 months, though I do fear being called a slut or whore.
My ankle is still in a cast, a bright pink one might I add, and I have checkups every 2 weeks for at least another month. It sucks.
I slowly stepped out of my bed and struggled into my crutches. Danni was on business in Canada, so it was just me in my house. I was really lonely, so I opened my laptop and decided to go onto twitter.
@Skylar_Jones when I need you, you're gone.
@skylar_jones Someone come round and help me out of bed. I'm physically stuck.
@looks like I'm having a bed day today then, and tomorrow.:( grr
When I heard my door unlocking, I knew it could only be Ariana.
"ARI COME HELP ME!" I yelled.
"I'm coming!" She replied and rushed in to help me.
I sat up and she passed me my crutches.
"What are we going to do with you miss Jones?" She laughed.
"I don't know.." I whined, "chop my leg off?"
"No way! Literally you can't go shopping or anything!"
"Well I can but I have to go slowly.." I said.
"And you probably don't feel up to it?" She smiled apologetically.
"Well I do it's just I have a doctors appointment at 3pm, so I have to be back early. And it's twelve now,"
"We could go get some lunch if you want and I'll come doctors with you," she said.
"Okay thanks Ari," I smiled and got up, and putting the cover on my ankle so I could have a shower.
"Just give me 30 mins," I said and went in the shower.
When I was out I just gave my hair a whizz on the dryer so it was wavy and applied some light makeup. I got dressed into a white dress.
{link} http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89092732
Me and Ari went to a small cafe that does baguettes and stuff. We are regulars and the owner knows us. It's great, and the food is amazing!
"So, how is Danni?" She asked.
"Fine," I said.
"He was fine yesterday when I asked,"
"Well he isn't ill so he's fine! He's in Canada modelling right now," I said.
"Oh. I know what you think," she said.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"He's no Zayn, and you don't love him," she said bravely.
"You're right, he is no Zayn. He's Danni. And I don't love him. I've known him less than a month," I said.
"Yeah but tell me. When you'd been with Zayn for a month, you knew he was someone you wanted to stay with for a while. Danni isn't that person," she said.
"I just- Please can we not talk about Zayn. I'm over him. I just don't know Danni that well yet, neither do you," I said.
She shrugged her... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14647
ZAYN MALIK FANFIC
THE HELP
PART 26
25th December
"Niall c'mon it's only till the twelfth of January then I'm home! And I'm having a great time just skiing, not thinking about anything else.." I said down the phone.
"I know, but that's ages away and I miss you, but I'm glad you are enjoying yourself! Met any Italian stallions yet?" He asked.
"Well I've only been here a couple of days but the Italians are mighty fine!" I squealed.
"Aw my girls moving on, proud of you!"
"Thanks Niall, I feel a lot better in fresh air, oh I have to go! About to leave for the mountain, see you later! Merry Christmas!" I said happily.
"Bye Sky, have a great day!" He said and hung up.
I had taken Sean, Isabel, Millie, Jade and Jamie to a chalet in the Italian alps for Christmas break, so I could clear my head and spend time with them. Sean, Isabel and the girls were taking ski lessons, but Jamie and I already knew it. Jamie because he had been on a school trip, me because I learnt last year. It's great to clear your head. I had been going around with Jamie everyday so far, even if it's only our 3rd day on the mountains! We are really close, and I'm glad I know him. It doesn't feel like he's my brother, he's like one of my best friends.
Ski Outfit--
http://www.polyvore.com/skiing/set?id=87801741
We got out of the helicopter at the top of the mountain and Sean and Co went off for their lesson. They were having a family one so everything was fine. Me and Jamie decided to ski for a bit then skip it for hot chocolate, sounds like a plan.
"I'll race you!" He said competitively.
"Okay, it's on. First at the cafe wins, ski's have to be off and stood up," I smiled.
"Deal, 3... 2... 1... Go!" He yelled and I began to zoom down the slope.
Whist I made my descent, I had time to think how much things had changed. Everything had changed. Words could not make out how I was feeling. The worse thing is, I'm almost over him. Part of me wishes that we could be together but we can't, it's not going to happen so I'm moving on.
I kept my eyes out for any 'Italian stallions' as Niall would say but was unlucky.
Jamie was still in sight, but ahead of me. He's good. Too good. I sped up and eventually took in front, just in time to get one of the easiest spots to leave my skis. I quickly got them off and stood them up.
"Yayy! I win! Hahahahah!" I laughed.
"Urg fine! But I was caught in wind!" He argued.
"You have no idea how strange that sounded.. Sore loser!" I stuck my tongue out at him as we sat at a table.
"I'll buy these, what do you want?" He asked.
"Ooh! I'll have a medium hot chocolate with whipped cream, NO marshmallows!" I said. He nodded and walked over to the counter.
Whilst I waited, I took out my phone and went on twitter. My tweets were getting less and less depressive by the day.
@Skylar_Jones- sitting in a cafe at the ski place, what could be better? Got my ski's and camera, feeling great for the first time in ages #reborn
This made people aware that I was okay, and the depressed stage was over. Zayn seemed to be doing ok, from what Harry told me. I was glad that we'd been able to move on and get on with things.
@zaynmalik- Great to be back Bradford, missed my family loads aha :) x
See! Find it a little strange that that was almost immediately after mine but hey ho. Coincidence? I think not.
@Skylar_Jones I swear if JamJam gets me a hot chocolate with marshmallows I will not be happy, the little devils>;) hahaha love you really jammy dodger
He just loved all the nicknames I had for him. There was JamJam, Jammy Dodger, Strawberry Jam, JimJams, pyJAMas and hundreds more. Don't you just love the name James or Jamie? I do.
@skylar_jones I'll tweet some pictures of paradise back at the chalet later,... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14423- ZAYN MALIK FANFIC
THE HELP
PART 25
SKYLARS POV
December 19th
Still no one knew about the break up. Well not the public anyway. The boys, management and Ariana knew. And my family of course. I hadn't spoken to him, I would break down in tears to the sound of his name. I'm not over him, but I need to be.
Ariana had tried to cheer me up with trips to the spa and shopping but it wasn't working. I never imagined this to happen so soon.
Ariana- Sky... You have to face the world at some point. The car is getting me at 7 so I'll be at yours for half past. Everything will be ok.
It was the Modest Management Christmas party tonight. Ariana was making me go, even though I had no intention of going in the first place. But she was right. I had to face the world at some point, and this could be the right time.
Management had paid interviewers to avoid the subject of boyfriends for my own benefit. I was grateful for that but I can't have the public thinking that we are still together 1 month on. I just wanted to think of a way to announce it without hurting anyone, including him.
I went upstairs and took a long, hot shower. The warm water felt good against my skin, though it was painful over my scars. Zayn was like a bandage, healing my broken past but now the plaster had been ripped off, leaving more scars than there already was. I hadn't told anyone about this and how I'd ruined my body. I couldn't help it.
I decided on a midnight blue dress with long sleeves. I was short, and flared out like a skirt. The shoulders were cut out, and I really loved it. I curled my hair and applied red lipstick and some black eyeliner. I moved over to my windowsill where my hand sits with all my jewellery hanging from it. I froze when I saw the ring he bought me. That was one thing I hadn't thought about. It was so beautiful. Something snapped inside me and I found myself sliding it onto my finger. It went well with my dress, purely the reason why I was wearing it. Not because of anything else.. So much of a promise ring. "I'll be the most amazing boyfriend ever" he said, "this is a promise" he said.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What I saw was a happy, fun girl, but I was definitely not like that on the outside.
All of my tweets during the past months were gloomy, so people knew that something was up with me. I had been thinking my tweets through over and over again, eventually finding something acceptable. As for Zayn, he's barely been on. When I'd spoken to Niall he said that he has rarely left his house at all. I pulled out my phone and opened a new message.
To Niall Horan- Are you going tonight?
Niall Horan- Yeah. Getting there for bout 8ish. You?
Me- yeah think so:/ gotta do it at some point.
Niall Horan- true, he's in LA but I don't know if he's coming. He says that he's not sure yet. I think he might do though! Don't let that change your decision Sky
Me- don't worry I won't, see you later Niall
Niall Horan- Cheer up babe;) Dr Niall will bring his magic potions with him ;P
Oh god. I went downstairs and chose a bag to take with me. I put my phone and purse inside then waited for Ariana.
I had enough time to turn the television and watch some of the news.
"It's over! Sources close to the couple announce that Skylar Jones and Zayn Malik have officially broken up."
I switched it off immediately. It was probably management clearing things up. In a way I was relieved, but also upset that now on the red carpet everything would be about that!
The limo pulled up and I locked my house and made my way to the car. I stepped inside, and took a seat opposite Ariana.
"Hey babe, you look amazing," she smiled.
"You too," I said quietly.
"You okay Hun?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm brilliant " I said... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14204
PART 24
+5 months (sorry)
SKLARS POV
We'd been arguing on and off for the past month or two. Some parts were awful, some not so bad. Yet it felt like there was nothing left worth fighting for, the connection was drowning, like our love for each other. I was forced to act like things were okay and continue the tour around Europe. Behind my makeup was a broken, scarred girl who was being torn apart by one of the only boys she'd ever loved. Of course it takes two people to cause an argument, many of which happened via phone or FaceTime (which made it worse), and it was just as much my fault as his. Part of me said to just give up and leave, though I can't deal with it. It's not like I will never see him again. He's everywhere, even when he's not. I can't walk down the street without seeing something related to One Direction. I wanted to go back to 4 months ago when everything was perfect.
Right now, it's end of November and I've just finished my world tour. I'm headed back to LA for the first time in almost 6 months. Me and Zayn are sorta talking, things are good compared to normal. Personally, I think it's due to the stress of both being in the music industry and the limits of when we can see eachother. Honestly I don't know what's going on. He'll probably end things when we next meet. I don't want that. Not at all... But it's the way things are headed.
I stepped out of the taxi and pulled my suitcase up to my house. I sighed and unlocked the door, to find piles of envelopes and what not. Always happens. Next, I got out my phone and checked my diary. Turns out I had to meet Scott for a meeting at the studio this afternoon. Then tomorrow I had decided to meet Zayn and sort this whole thing out. We were going to the cafe I took him too when we first met in LA. I wanted to sort this out, but I feared that being together may cause a scene and embarrass us. I went upstairs and got changed into something more presentable.
(Outfit)
http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_208/set?id=90889155
I got to my car and drove up to the building. It was about 30 minutes away, so by the time I got there it was 2:30. The sun was shining, and it was relatively warm for winter. I loved it when it was like this because I could already sense that Christmas was on its way yet it wasn't freezing!
I parked and buzzed in. Eventually, they let me in and I was shown to the meeting room. Inside, I saw Scott, Andrea and David.
"Hey, sorry I'm late," I said and took a seat opposite them. Andrea greeted me with a warm smile, as did the other men.
"How was your flight back?" David asked.
"Oh yanno, boring! I did get some writing done though as you asked," I said.
"Brilliant! We are hoping to start writing new songs in late January, so we can hope to release some new stuff in time for summer next year," Scott explained. I nodded, "so does that mean I have a big break?" I said excitedly.
"Yes, but of course we have the Christmas due etc..." Andrea chuckled.
"Yay! Thanks guys!" I smiled.
"Moving on... You've got bookings for the Ellen Show sometime over Christmas break, and some radio bookings but that's about it," David said.
"Okay was there anything else?" I asked.
"No you're good to go," Scott said.
"Thanks guys! Bye," I said and ran off.
I went down the corridors that I used to get lost in but immediately stopped in my tracks when I heard a familiar Irish accent ringing through a room. I followed the noise and came to a meeting room. Peering through the window I saw Niall, Harry and Zayn sitting around a table. I gasped, and I know that it's wrong to eavesdrop but I wanted to hear his voice. Even though I would hear it tomorrow but yeah.
"I'm really confused what's happening mate? You haven't spoken properly in ages, I miss cuties Sky and Zayn,"... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14115
PART 24
+5 months (sorry)
SKLARS POV
We'd been arguing on and off for the past month or two. Some parts were awful, some not so bad. Yet it felt like there was nothing left worth fighting for, the connection was drowning, like our love for each other. I was forced to act like things were okay and continue the tour around Europe. Behind my makeup was a broken, scarred girl who was being torn apart by one of the only boys she'd ever loved. Of course it takes two people to cause an argument, many of which happened via phone or FaceTime (which made it worse), and it was just as much my fault as his. Part of me said to just give up and leave, though I can't deal with it. It's not like I will never see him again. He's everywhere, even when he's not. I can't walk down the street without seeing something related to One Direction. I wanted to go back to 4 months ago when everything was perfect.
Right now, it's end of November and I've just finished my world tour. I'm headed back to LA for the first time in almost 6 months. Me and Zayn are sorta talking, things are good compared to normal. Personally, I think it's due to the stress of both being in the music industry and the limits of when we can see eachother. Honestly I don't know what's going on. He'll probably end things when we next meet. I don't want that. Not at all... But it's the way things are headed.
I stepped out of the taxi and pulled my suitcase up to my house. I sighed and unlocked the door, to find piles of envelopes and what not. Always happens. Next, I got out my phone and checked my diary. Turns out I had to meet Scott for a meeting at the studio this afternoon. Then tomorrow I had decided to meet Zayn and sort this whole thing out. We were going to the cafe I took him too when we first met in LA. I wanted to sort this out, but I feared that being together may cause a scene and embarrass us. I went upstairs and got changed into something more presentable.
(Outfit)
http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_208/set?id=90889155
I got to my car and drove up to the building. It was about 30 minutes away, so by the time I got there it was 2:30. The sun was shining, and it was relatively warm for winter. I loved it when it was like this because I could already sense that Christmas was on its way yet it wasn't freezing!
I parked and buzzed in. Eventually, they let me in and I was shown to the meeting room. Inside, I saw Scott, Andrea and David.
"Hey, sorry I'm late," I said and took a seat opposite them. Andrea greeted me with a warm smile, as did the other men.
"How was your flight back?" David asked.
"Oh yanno, boring! I did get some writing done though as you asked," I said.
"Brilliant! We are hoping to start writing new songs in late January, so we can hope to release some new stuff in time for summer next year," Scott explained. I nodded, "so does that mean I have a big break?" I said excitedly.
"Yes, but of course we have the Christmas due etc..." Andrea chuckled.
"Yay! Thanks guys!" I smiled.
"Moving on... You've got bookings for the Ellen Show sometime over Christmas break, and some radio bookings but that's about it," David said.
"Okay was there anything else?" I asked.
"No you're good to go," Scott said.
"Thanks guys! Bye," I said and ran off.
I went down the corridors that I used to get lost in but immediately stopped in my tracks when I heard a familiar Irish accent ringing through a room. I followed the noise and came to a meeting room. Peering through the window I saw Niall, Harry and Zayn sitting around a table. I gasped, and I know that it's wrong to eavesdrop but I wanted to hear his voice. Even though I would hear it tomorrow but yeah.
"I'm really confused what's happening mate? You haven't spoken properly in ages, I miss cuties Sky and Zayn,"... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14114- So I've decided to make this sort of thing dunno what it's called really, I think people call it 'My story' so yeah here's my story I guess..
So I was born on 23 of April 1997. My parents says I wasn't expected, I had a pretty normal childhood I would say. I have a big brother who's 25 now and a little sister who's 14 and I have a mum and dad and I love them very much, I also have a very close family that I love.
You know in school like 2 grade to 8 grade you have swimming? If you guys in the uk and us do that sorry if I'm wrong. But we do here in Norway and in 4 grade my whole class went swimming in our local swimming park or whatever you call it, me and some friends went over to sit in the corner until our teachers called us up and we began to swim there, and I wasn't a very good swimmer I got kicked in the face and dragged further and further out in the pool, I remember trying to gasp for air and scream for help but it didn't work, after trying and trying I just have up.. So I was underwater for about maybe 2 minutes I think until one of my classmates found me. They say I was clinically dead for 5 minutes before they "brought me back to life" I don't remember that but my mum says I had vomit in my hair and yeah that's gross.
I was in hospital for about 2 or 3 weeks, the doctors did lots of tests and stuff before I could go home.
Nothing much happen after that except bulling everyday for 7 years, I don't really like to talk about that but you know you haw that one girl who's pretty and popular and has all the other girls behind her, yeah let's just say that's not me at all, I was quiet shy when I was little. It was always me who got the job as the message sender for each of the girls who wear fighting and it always ended with me being blamed for lying even though I didn't. I remember me and this one girl hated each other I would kick her and hit her and she would get all the boys to beat me up.
That's what I remember for 1 to 7 grade...
So about two years ago I didn't feel good about myself I started Gaining weight, I had now started high schooling think you guys call it.
It was horrible cause I didn't get in class with anyone I liked at all, I would always forget my gym cloths cause I didn't want to shower with the other girls and have them see me.
I started cutting too because I hated myself I still do, my sister got diagnosed with this thing cause she's always been inpatient since we were little and she would always kick me or scratch me so I would have scars, I feel like my mum always puts her before me and I hate it.
When I started cutting it wasn't deep and most people would say it hurts but I didn't feel the pain cause I hate myself so I deserve it I though..
I quit school cause I just couldn't take it anymore, it's been a year and I haven't been to school.
I stated seeing a physiatrist last year before summer, and I though it would help but no all she wanted to do was talk about the day I nearly drowned not that my parents had just moved away from each other that only made it worse really.
My dad was really drunk one day and we were going to my cousins conformation and he didn't show up cause he was so drunk and partying with his friends so we ended up not going either. My mum later said to my dad she couldn't do this anymore so he moved out, and it's all my fault, I'm the reason my dad got drunk since I'm so useless and I've ruined their life's.
This year I got into a sort of rehab thing but it didn't work out I hated it there and wanted to go home right away.
I haven't told anyone about this well I have but they though it was a joke and that I would never do something like that, but this year I tried to kill myself several times but hanging myself but the rope broke case I'm too fat and I tried... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14018 - So I've decided to make this sort of thing dunno what it's called really, I think people call it 'My story' so yeah here's my story I guess..
So I was born on 23 of April 1997. My parents says I wasn't expected, I had a pretty normal childhood I would say. I have a big brother who's 25 now and a little sister who's 14 and I have a mum and dad and I love them very much, I also have a very close family that I love.
You know in school like 2 grade to 8 grade you have swimming? If you guys in the uk and us do that sorry if I'm wrong. But we do here in Norway and in 4 grade my whole class went swimming in our local swimming park or whatever you call it, me and some friends went over to sit in the corner until our teachers called us up and we began to swim there, and I wasn't a very good swimmer I got kicked in the face and dragged further and further out in the pool, I remember trying to gasp for air and scream for help but it didn't work, after trying and trying I just have up.. So I was underwater for about maybe 2 minutes I think until one of my classmates found me. They say I was clinically dead for 5 minutes before they "brought me back to life" I don't remember that but my mum says I had vomit in my hair and yeah that's gross.
I was in hospital for about 2 or 3 weeks, the doctors did lots of tests and stuff before I could go home.
Nothing much happen after that except bulling everyday for 7 years, I don't really like to talk about that but you know you haw that one girl who's pretty and popular and has all the other girls behind her, yeah let's just say that's not me at all, I was quiet shy when I was little. It was always me who got the job as the message sender for each of the girls who wear fighting and it always ended with me being blamed for lying even though I didn't. I remember me and this one girl hated each other I would kick her and hit her and she would get all the boys to beat me up.
That's what I remember for 1 to 7 grade...
So about two years ago I didn't feel good about myself I started Gaining weight, I had now started high schooling think you guys call it.
It was horrible cause I didn't get in class with anyone I liked at all, I would always forget my gym cloths cause I didn't want to shower with the other girls and have them see me.
I started cutting too because I hated myself I still do, my sister got diagnosed with this thing cause she's always been inpatient since we were little and she would always kick me or scratch me so I would have scars, I feel like my mum always puts her before me and I hate it.
When I started cutting it wasn't deep and most people would say it hurts but I didn't feel the pain cause I hate myself so I deserve it I though..
I quit school cause I just couldn't take it anymore, it's been a year and I haven't been to school.
I stated seeing a physiatrist last year before summer, and I though it would help but no all she wanted to do was talk about the day I nearly drowned not that my parents had just moved away from each other that only made it worse really.
My dad was really drunk one day and we were going to my cousins conformation and he didn't show up cause he was so drunk and partying with his friends so we ended up not going either. My mum later said to my dad she couldn't do this anymore so he moved out, and it's all my fault, I'm the reason my dad got drunk since I'm so useless and I've ruined their life's.
This year I got into a sort of rehab thing but it didn't work out I hated it there and wanted to go home right away.
I haven't told anyone about this well I have but they though it was a joke and that I would never do something like that, but this year I tried to kill myself several times but hanging myself but the rope broke case I'm too fat and I tried... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14017 - So I've decided to make this sort of thing dunno what it's called really, I think people call it 'My story' so yeah here's my story I guess..
So I was born on 23 of April 1997. My parents says I wasn't expected, I had a pretty normal childhood I would say. I have a big brother who's 25 now and a little sister who's 14 and I have a mum and dad and I love them very much, I also have a very close family that I love.
You know in school like 2 grade to 8 grade you have swimming? If you guys in the uk and us do that sorry if I'm wrong. But we do here in Norway and in 4 grade my whole class went swimming in our local swimming park or whatever you call it, me and some friends went over to sit in the corner until our teachers called us up and we began to swim there, and I wasn't a very good swimmer I got kicked in the face and dragged further and further out in the pool, I remember trying to gasp for air and scream for help but it didn't work, after trying and trying I just have up.. So I was underwater for about maybe 2 minutes I think until one of my classmates found me. They say I was clinically dead for 5 minutes before they "brought me back to life" I don't remember that but my mum says I had vomit in my hair and yeah that's gross.
I was in hospital for about 2 or 3 weeks, the doctors did lots of tests and stuff before I could go home.
Nothing much happen after that except bulling everyday for 7 years, I don't really like to talk about that but you know you haw that one girl who's pretty and popular and has all the other girls behind her, yeah let's just say that's not me at all, I was quiet shy when I was little. It was always me who got the job as the message sender for each of the girls who wear fighting and it always ended with me being blamed for lying even though I didn't. I remember me and this one girl hated each other I would kick her and hit her and she would get all the boys to beat me up.
That's what I remember for 1 to 7 grade...
So about two years ago I didn't feel good about myself I started Gaining weight, I had now started high schooling think you guys call it.
It was horrible cause I didn't get in class with anyone I liked at all, I would always forget my gym cloths cause I didn't want to shower with the other girls and have them see me.
I started cutting too because I hated myself I still do, my sister got diagnosed with this thing cause she's always been inpatient since we were little and she would always kick me or scratch me so I would have scars, I feel like my mum always puts her before me and I hate it.
When I started cutting it wasn't deep and most people would say it hurts but I didn't feel the pain cause I hate myself so I deserve it I though..
I quit school cause I just couldn't take it anymore, it's been a year and I haven't been to school.
I stated seeing a physiatrist last year before summer, and I though it would help but no all she wanted to do was talk about the day I nearly drowned not that my parents had just moved away from each other that only made it worse really.
My dad was really drunk one day and we were going to my cousins conformation and he didn't show up cause he was so drunk and partying with his friends so we ended up not going either. My mum later said to my dad she couldn't do this anymore so he moved out, and it's all my fault, I'm the reason my dad got drunk since I'm so useless and I've ruined their life's.
This year I got into a sort of rehab thing but it didn't work out I hated it there and wanted to go home right away.
I haven't told anyone about this well I have but they though it was a joke and that I would never do something like that, but this year I tried to kill myself several times but hanging myself but the rope broke case I'm too fat and I tried... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14016
Zayn Malik Fanfic
The Help- Part 23
Zayns POV
I felt really bad, really really bad. It's been about a month since Sky left, and yeah we did talk quite a lot on the phone and stuff but I feel like she's still annoyed, then again, I am slightly. But I want to forget about this. I forgave her, so she should forgive me. It's not like she's being off with me, it's just, things aren't normal.
Today is the day I'm going to see her with the boys. We were going to the concert in Liverpool, and she won't be expecting us there which is what I want. I was going to make this up to her, and this was my chance.
Skylars POV
I was happily sitting in a restaurant with Jemel, Ollie, Will and Zack in Liverpool when my phone started ringing. FaceTime from Harry. I pressed the green button and smiled when I saw him.
"Sky! I haven't spoken to you in ages!" He smiled. Me and Harry had drifted loads over the past month, I don't know why, but we just hadn't talked.
"Hello Harry, I really miss you and the boys," I sighed.
"We miss you, and are looking forward to our evening when we come see you!"
"Tell me!"
"Nope! You won't be expecting us," he winked.
"Argh well if you aren't going to tell me I have to go cause I'm at lunch right now, bye Harry love youu!"
"Awh okay Sky! Love you too," he kissed the camera and I did the same, it was our thing.
"Harry?" Jemel smiled.
"Yeah, haven't spoken in ages," I sighed.
"He's crazy," Zack said.
"Yep!" I smiled. Then, my phone buzzed with a text.
"Very popular today, Miss Jones?" Ollie teased.
"Oh it's just Zayn," I smiled.
"Look at her! She goes all shy and blushy!" Will teased.
"Shut up Willy! Unless you want me to bring up Van-" he covered my mouth.
"Okay then..." I smirked and opened the text.
Zayn- Hey babe, London's boring without you, please come home! Wanna see your face again, in person. I really miss you Sky. I love you X
*Awing
Me- Hi Zayn! I'll be back sooooonnn! Wanna smell you aha;) Miss you too, but pretty sure that I love you more!XX
He's perfect. When I miss him, I put on his t-shirt that I stole that morning after I met his parents. It still kinda smells like him, musky and very attractive. Jemel thinks I'm crazy for it, but honestly it's perfectly fine!
One thing I am nervous about is that my Sean (dad), Isabel, my "step-mum", Jamie and the other 2 girls were coming to the show tonight. It makes me panic when I know someone I know is there, which is why I'm slightly glad I'm oblivious as to when Zayn is going!
"Shall we go?" Zack said. We all nodded and paid the bills. We ran out to the car and got in fuss free. The driver took us straight to the arena, seeing as it was 5pm.
When I got inside, I was shown to my dressing room and hair and makeup rushed in. I sat in the seat and waited whilst they worked. Pretty boring really. When they were done, it was 7pm, (I KNOW TWO HOURS!) and my set starts at 8:30. I took my time whilst changing into my first outfit.
http://www.polyvore.com/concert/set?id=84705895
I have a total of 3 outfit changes. The first one is fun, and energetic, then a more serious one and a dress for the last one.
2nd- http://www.polyvore.com/concert/set?id=84707509
3rd- http://www.polyvore.com/concert/set?id=84706617
I get a lot of input into my outfits, luckily. Or else I wouldn't feel comfortable. I took out my phone and texted Jamie.
Me- Hey! How are you enjoying the show so far?
Jamie- It's good I guess, not really my scene;P when do you come on?
Me- 8:30! After the show being everyone to the gate by the stage and Davie should let you in! If not call me!
Jamie- Ok, Dad is really excited://
Me- Well Sean can cheer up. Or else I will have him thrown out.
Jamie- Whoa chill Diva! And seriously, you can't... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/14007- Zayn Malik fanfic
The Help- part 20
Skylars POV
"After being spotted shopping in central London last week wearing a golden ring on 'the special finger' sources close to the couple can in fact confirm that One Direction star Zayn Malik and singing sensation Skylar Jones will be tying the knot next year! The ring was golden, with some minor details on it. Judging by the fact that the pair ventured to the Bahamas last week, our guess is that Zayn popped the question during their stay.
Despite being together not even a year, people close to both have claimed that 'they feel their ready', 'what's the point in waiting?', and that 'when two people are in love as much as them, nothing should stop them.'
We can't wait to hear more news on the big day, so stay tuned for more information."
I think I nearly died from laughter. How stupid do people get these days? Honestly, I was wearing the ring on my left hand for crying out loud. Bedsides, it was my mums ring. I only recently inherited it from my aunt, and I haven't stopped wearing it since. It means a lot to me, and the press can't respect that. Do people actually believe I would marry someone after 10 months? I know people who have been together 10 years and aren't even engaged! I bet we are all over twitter. And who are the sources close to us? I'm pretty sure I would know if I was getting married next year. My phone rang, and I quickly opened it, wanting it to be Zayn. He's got a long period of time of before the boys hit America so I don't have to worry about not seeing him, seeing as I return home about the same time he performs in LA. It's going to turn out perfectly.
"Hello?" I spoke.
"Skylar, my house. Now!" Scott called down the phone.
"Urgh okay, but if it's about my engagement, then I'm not bothering," I sighed.
"Wait, you're not actually getting married are you?" He asked, terror in his voice.
"God no! What kind of person do you think I am? What do you want? I really can't be bothered to move right now," I said.
"Well, I needed to make sure the rumours are false, and please put something on the Internet. ASAP," he instructed.
"Yes sir," I said.
"See you later babe,"
"Byee Scotty! I wuv euuu!" I said and hung up.
Why bother with a tweet when you can do a twitcam? Hehehehe. So that's what I did.
"Hey guys!" I waved into the camera. I got loads of responses.
"Okay so I haven't done one of these in ages... I am gonna do an extra long one! First things first, y'all need to learn your left and rights! I wear my ring on my left hand you dingbats! I'm not engaged, believe me, I would know. Besides, this ring wasn't a present, it was my mums. But anyway, what do you want to do?" I asked. Many people tweeted in. I chose some of the best.
Tour of flat
Cover
Ask Skylar
Yeah, I've decorated my flat now and I LOVE IT! It's amazing and colourful, my dream land.
"Ok, this is my kitchen. My favourite room, because it stores all my food,
This is the living room where I watched TV. This is my kitchen table where I eat. This is my bathroom, where I yanno.. Do bathroom stuff... This is my room, where I sleep... Oh god.." I shriek, picking a bra up off the floor!
"You weren't supposed to see that! And this is the guest room! That's my house! I also keep my music equipment in the studio.." I explained to my laptop. I think it's good that the fans get an insight to my house, because not many celebrities do that. It's important. Just then, my doorbell rang.
"I'll be right back.." I said and ran off. Who could it be? I unlocked and opened the door to see a hooded figure. He pulled the hood down to reveal Mr Malik.
"Hello there," I smiled.
"Hey babe, mind if I join you?" He smiles, holding up a bag of Chinese takeAway.
"Uhh of course! I'm on twitcam tho so we have other... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13973 - Zayn Malik fanfic
The Help- part 19
Zayns POV!
It's our first day in the Bahamas, and I'm really excited to make the most of it. Even though I'm annoyed that the boys came, it will be a laugh with them here. When my eyes opened, the first thing I saw was Sky's face. She looked so peaceful, even in her sleep. I preferred it without all the makeup, but she would look amazing anytime. And no we didn't 'do' anything! I was wise enough to know never to wake her, so I got up and quickly had a shower, before getting dressed into some shorts and a top. The sun was beaming through the blinds, so Skylar was bound to wake up soon. I got my phone and opened up twitter. I barely ever go on nowadays. One thing I did do was read Sky's tweets. She is never to obvious with what she says, it's crazy but I get all excited when I know what they are about, because I was there or something.
About 10 minutes passed, and she still wasn't awake. I was bored! And hungry. She'd kill me if I ate without her, so I decided to order a room service breakfast and hopefully she'd wake up to the smell of bacon. I don't know, she's that type of person! I phoned down and the kitchen were making it as soon as possible. I bet Niall ordered as well. They probably all did.
Just as I thought, Sky woke up sniffing for food.
"Did someone being food?" She shot up.
"Good morning babe, yeah I got breakfast for us," I smiled, and laid the food on the bed.
"You're the best," she beamed, taking a bite of some food.
"This is good," I mumbled. She nodded.
"So what are we doing today?" She asked between mouthfuls.
"I don't mind! We could explore the town, go to the beach, stay by the pool, anything really," I explained.
"Okay, well we have the whole holiday so I'm thinking we relax as much as possible," she said.
"I agree!" I smiled and continued to eat the food.
A few hours later, we had met up with the other boys by the pool. I didn't feel like going in the water, along with Liam. So Sky, Niall, Harry and Lou were in the pool, just messing around. She had her hair up in a messy bun, navy blue bikini adorning her perfect figure. She looked so hot. Like really really hot. I really want to, yanno, like have it with her -when we aren't completely drunk- and I think she does to. I mean, we don't talk about that kinda thing, but I may just bring it up. We've been together for about 6-7 months now and we haven't even said 'I love you' or anything, so maybe it isn't going to happen any time soon. Like, I know that I am falling for her, head first, and yeah, I think I'm in love with her, but I don't think she is as crAzy about me as I am about her. I'm confused really. I'm not doubting anything, but I need to tell her I love her. Soon. Or I fear I may lose her quicker than I expected.
Right now, she's on Nialls shoulders, having a fight with Louis who is on Harry's shoulders. I couldn't help but be envious of her on Niall like 'that'. I know that they are best friends and stuff. It just doesn't seem right when I'm here on the sidelines, watching.
"You alright mate?" Liam asked me.
"Wha- Um, yeah," I said.
"I know what you're thinking. You are annoyed that we gate crashed your holiday, you are jealous of Niall and you are scared you are loosing her?"
Jeez, this boy is good.
"Er, yeah kinda. Look at her, she hasn't asked me to come in, she is just happily sitting on Niall. I mean, I haven't even got that far and I'm her boyfriend!" I said.
"Well maybe you should talk to her, get in the pool and ask her to go in the hottub. Just relax and have some 'alone' time!" He smirked.
"Yeah, okay," I said and took my shirt off, to go in the pool.
Sky's POV
He was starring at me for a good hour. Just watching, whilst I messed around with Niall. I wish Zayn would... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13873
Zayn Malik fanfic
The Help- Part 18
+ 3 Months
Sky's POV
(Sorry for the big time gap but it's when they are both on tour and it would be boring so I am skipping ahead )
The whole American leg of the tour was done, and it was a huge relief to know that the rest will go very quickly. Well, I love touring but it can get a bit continuous you see. Right now, I'm sitting on a plane flying to England. I have 3 weeks of break, then my European part starts. I'm excited to see Zayn. But it wasn't as bad as I have seen him not too long ago. But still, I've missed him. The time we spend together is great and I've never been happier. In my suitcase are all of my summer clothes, because.......
IM GOING TO THE BAHAMAS WITH ZAYYNNNNN!
Yeah, just a tad bit excited. Well, IM VERY EXCITED. Anyway, it's gonna be awesome, and very romantic I hope. I've been dreaming about going on romantic break ever since I was a young girl and now that it's actually happening I can't quite believe it. We fly out tomorrow afternoon, so as soon as I get to London I'm going to Zayns, as I cant use my flat, and sorting my stuff out as quickly as possible! Hopefully I'll have time for some shopping as well!
We've been in the air for 4 hours and I've written 2 new songs, and have ideas for a third. Scott would be impressed! 6 and a half hours to kill. I took out my phone and turned to twitter. Recently, all I get is hate from directioners. It doesn't get to me that much, but I am very confused to be honest.
I follow update accounts from One Direction, so I always know where they are. That's a bit creepy though when you say it like that. Anyways, apparently Harry was just spotted in a newsagents in London, Niall is no where to be seen, along with Liam, Louis and Zayn. Niall is like my older brother. We talk ALL the time, and I'm so grateful to have him as a friend. He's always up for a natter or gossip, and I know that I can trust him. Over the past few months, we have got really close, and I don't want to ever break our friendship. Some people have said that I may as well go out with him, but that's rubbish. I am lots closer to Zayn, nothing would change that. We fly the day after I arrive, so I have 1 full day in London.
When I stepped of the plane, I was shocked. It was relatively warm! I reached for my sunglasses, and put them on my eyes. I got inside and went through the whole security routine, before getting my cases. I put them on a trolley, and walked out of the building.
All of a sudden, someone attacked me. A fan. Though they seemed pretty heavy.
"OH MY GOD GET OFF ME!" I yelled, but then regretted it, realising it was Zayn and I had just drawn a lot of attention to us.
"Shh, I got you," he whispered in my ear sexily.
"You scared me, I thought I was being raped," I said.
"Nah. But if that does happen I won't be happy, no ones touching my girl!" He smiled.
"I think I'd be more bothered that it happened really." I laughed.
"Ouch," he said sarcastically then gave me a proper hug.
"Now that's how to greet your girlfriend at the airport," I smiled. He placed his lips on mine and we kissed outside the airport as if no one was there.
"Let's go home, I want to go shopping. I have a mission," I smirked, and Zayn slung his arm around my shoulder.
"Ok babe," he said and guided me in the direction of the car. Like a gentleman, he lifted my bags into the boot.
"Sorry Zayn, I really don't want to drive, can we get a driver?" I moaned.
"No need," he smiled.
"No way! You got your license?" I squealed happily. He nodded and got into the passenger seat.
"Since when?" I asked.
"Well I only passed last week! But I've been learning for quite a few months, and wanted to surprise you. You're actually the first person I have taken anywhere," he... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13770- Zayn Malik #imagine/fanfic
The Help- part 17
Sky's POV
Nothing could hide how nervous I was. One Direction were performing, and I'm after them. I was stood at the side of the stage with Eleanor, who managed to come to watch Louis. It's a big deal for all of us artists. This concert is the first of its time. I mean, in the audience there is children from all over the world living in poverty etc. I feel blessed to perform here. Eleanor was one of the nicest people I've ever met. She is so kind and genuine, and I'm going to thank Louis for dating her. They really are perfect for each other. The boys are great singers. They had just finished OWOA, one of my favourites.
"So this next song is one of my favourites, and tonight it is a very special song for all of you in the audience, and a very special girl backstage." Zayn announced, "this is Little Things,"
The crowds went wild, screaming their heads off. Eleanor aw'ed very loudly, and I didn't realise that I was the girl he was talking about. I didn't know what to feel other than amaZed. Amazed that I was so lucky. And I'm incredibly thankful for what I have.
When the boys were done, there was a clip of me, that we recorded ages ago pranking people. I stood behind the sheet of plastic. Obviously, I would break into song straight away, but I have to talk to the audience first. The board made the special effect so you could see my outline, then it dropped and I was left on stage. I smiled, happy that it was time.
"Hey! So normally I would be singing for you right now, but I need to talk first!" I laughed. The screams got even louder. God knows what would happen to me if I screamed like one of them!
"Ok so most of you know that I've had some problems with my vocal chords over the past few days. I haven't sung, and I don't know what's going to happen when I do sing in a second! I hope that if I can't sing, you will be ok, and I'll just stay out here and say some jokes or somment! Yeah so lets start again, now that I've got that sorted!" I giggled.
"Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything"
I sang. A massive smile broke on to my face. Yeah it hurt a tad, but that wouldn't be a problem. I put my thumb up to backstage, telling them that I was ok. It was a huge relief, thank go I didn't embarrass myself. (Song is broken strings by James Morrison!)
"When I love you,
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking,
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell something that ain't real
Well the truth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I cant tell you something that... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13636 - 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?"... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13591 - Zayn Malik #imagine/fanfic
The Help- part 15----
"C'mon Sky we have to go!" Zayn laughed calling up the stairs.
"I'm nearly ready... You were early!" I protested. He wasn't, he was perfectly on time. It's my last day in England, then I'm hhome to rehearse for my tour for 5 weeks. After that I have the charity concert, then my tour starts. It's gonna be hectic. Zayn is taking me to London Zoo, kinda strange but it will be so so much fun I know. I put my last earring in and checked my reflection one last time. Behind me I saw half packed suitcases, reminding me to make the most of today. I ran downstairs barefoot to Zayn sitting at the breakfast bar on his phone.
"It's only nine thirty!" I said.
"Yeah, but you have to get there on time, it's a big zoo!" He smiled.
"Oh okay," I said. He stood up and walked infront of me. I held his gaze. His smile made my knees weak. It was cheeky, yet very very handsome. Zayn leant down and lightly kissed my lips.
"You look beautiful," he whispered.
"You smell nice!" I smiled. He returned it and began to walk in the direction of the door. I grabbed my coat, then put my purse and keys in the pocket. My phone went in the pocket of my trousers. I locked the door and we made our way to the elevator. The doors opened and we stepped inside. Zayn turned around so he was towering me once again. Our foreheads almost touching.
"I never realised you were so small," he chuckled.
"I never realised you were so tall," I said. It was the best comeback I could think of. Our heads inched towards each other and we were practically kissing. But what we didn't realise was that the lift had stopped and someone was waiting to get in.
"I'll just wait for it to come back..." She said. Awkward.
"Uh- sorry. Er... It's fine, get in," Zayn said awkwardly. The girl looked about 20? I'm not sure, but I couldn't imagine how she felt. I mean, she probably knew who we both were and if that hadn't have happened, there's a possibility that she would have wanted a picture. She got in and stood as far away from us as possible. The ground floor button was already pressed, so she didn't need to. I looked at Zayn, he was trying to hold back a laugh. I smirked at him whilst shaking my head.
When we reached the ground floor, the girl quietly let out a sigh of relief and quickly ran out. Once it was clear, we burst into laughter. Note to self- stay alert in lifts. Zayn took my hand, and we walked outside to fans and paparazzi. People hasn't seen us together in 2 weeks, since I left the meal. I guess it's time.
"Here we go," I mumbled.
His grip on my hand tightened and we stepped outside.
"ZAYN SKYLAR DID YOU SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER?" No.
"SKYLAR IS IT TRUE YOU ARE PREGNANT?" No.
"ZAYN CAN YOU CONFIRM THAT YOU AND SKYLAR AND BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND?" He could.
"Hey do you wanna go, so we can leave?" Zayn said calmly, trying to get us through. Honestly, this is why I don't like London that much. In LA the paps don't bother you, and not many people know where I live! Eventually we got to the car waiting for us. I noticed fans videoing us. Luckily the driver knew what he was doing and got us out quickly and safely.
"Don't even say it," Zayn smirked.
"I wasn't going to. Ouch... Painful Zayn!" I said, holding my heart. Well... Boob.
Zayn laughed then looked out the window.
It took about 45 minutes to get to the zoo, which was in central London. I guess that we are spending the whole day there? It was pretty busy, but you'd expect that on a Thursday in Spring Break right? That only means that it's going to be even more of a pain! I just wish that I could have a day with Zayn, without being interrupted. Zayn Paid for our tickets, much to my arguments. He took my hand and we went through to the main entrance. We looked at the... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13481 - ZAYN MALIK FANFIC
THE HELP PART 14
Skylars POV
I really do give in to easily. It's sometimes a good thing, but then it can also be annoying. I let Zayn comeback and have a takeaway. It was great finally talking to him again though! And we did have a takeaway, then we watched Ted. He ended up sleeping over because we fell asleep halfway through!
The morning after he made me and Ariana a cooked breakfast like a gentleman. I think he forgot that Ari was here, which was quite funny. Zayn left and I took Ariana to the airport, as she was going back to LA. I would be too in a week. I was looking forward to it before but now I want to stay with the boys and Zayn. I'm acting like me and Zayn are together again, which we aren't.
That evening, I received a text from Harry saying that they were all having a pizza and movie night and did I want to go? Of course I did, and I would maybe be able to talk to Zayn!
"Well, I'm bored," Louis whined, whilst frowning. It was me, the boys and Eleanor. We were having another movie night, but someone forgot to buy the film. Cough. Harry. Cough. Honestly you trust him with one thing and he can't even handle that.
"How about we play a game?" Niall suggested. I laugh at his childish ways, he's to cute.
"I've got it! Strip truth or dare!" Harry said, proud to have come up with such a good idea. Or so he thought. Me and Eleanor simultaneously let out a groan; both aware that there is no getting out of it. I make a silent thank that I'm wearing a vest, wooly jumper, skirt, tights and socks. Then my underwear. Eleanor on the other hand, looks like she is going to cry. She is wearing sweatpants, a vest and one of Louis' hoodies. I give her an apologetic smile.
"Do we have to?" She mumbled.
"Yes, we are all over 18 now, it's acceptable. And we are playing as friends. Besides El and Lou of course," Liam explains. Harry looks at me and Zayn, who still remain friends.
"Fine, if I'm being forced to play, I'm not playing nice," I say firmly. I make eye contact with everyone in the room, sending Louis and Harry deathly glares.
"Oh it's on Jones." Louis said, gritting his teeth. Right now it's serious. I'm going to do as many things as I can, I'm not up to stripping for 5 boys and one girl.
"Can I just say that me and Sky are a little bit outnumbered, there's 5 boys and 2 girls," El stated.
"Even better," Harry smirked under his breath. I think i was the only one to hear, thank god.
"Right Sky's the youngest so she can start." Louis announced and points at me. I nod and look at the 6 faces in the room. Who's going to be my first victim. I stop when I see the Irishman who seems to be hiding in the corner.
"Niall..." I say, smile creeping onto my face, "Truth or dare?"
"Dare," he says, sitting up. I think for a few seconds, then speak up.
"Right, lick Harry's lower belly," I laugh. He glares at me and accepts the challenge.
"No one will ever hear of this," he growls and crawls over to Harry. Harry happily pulls up his top seductively. Niall completes the dare, and returns to his original seat.
"Seeing as you went last, Niall it's your turn," Zayn said.
"Right, Skylar. Consider this payback. Truth or dare?" He smirks.
"Truth." I smile confidently.
"Okay, are you a virgin?" He laughs. The room falls deadly silent. A week ago I could have said yes, but that's changed. Because of a drunken mistake on my birthday.
I shake my head, trying not to make eye contact with Zayn.
"Liam you can have my go, I've already done one!" I said. Liam looks around, scanning everyone.
"Right Harry, truth or dare?" He asked.
"Dare," he said, keeping a straight expression.
"Um..." Liam thinks for a moment, "run onto the street in your boxers and pose for paparazzi?" He said. I burst into laughter, along with... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13392 - Zayn Malik #imagine/ fanfic
The Help- part 13
My eyes flickered open to a ray of sun beaming through the curtain of the room. Last night must have been wild, at my party. The last thing I remember was making a speech and telling everyone Harry would pay for their drinks. The bar looked great as well, amazing. Speaking of rooms... Where the hell was I? Well done Skylar. I rolled over and saw him. I blinked to make sure I wasn't having hallucinations. Nope. My heart pounded in my chest. Why did I have to be so stupid. I can never hold my guard. If you didn't already guess, the person was Zayn. Zayn freaking Malik. I quickly opened up the cover to see whether either of us was clothed. I put it down as quickly as i opened it though. As you can guess, we weren't.
"Shit." I groaned quietly. I was going to leave. Now. I got up and put on my clothes from last night. I silently prayed that no one would be around. That would be my worst nightmare. I was going to have to walk to make it even better. Thank god I had a hoodie that I left at his house. I probably looked ridiculous in my dress, 6inch heels and a pink Jack Wills hoodie but I don't care. I crept downstairs and found the door cracked open, blimey things must have been heated last night! I made sure to lock the door and post the key back through. I stumbled down the path, feet killing in my heels.
"Just one more week," I mumbled to my self as I walked along the road. 1 week (nearly) until I go back to LA for rehearsals. I'm glad it's nearly over, this trip turned out horrible. Everything was great last night until....
It seemed like hours to get back home, probably because I got lost. I ended up somewhere in central London, that I do know.
Luckily, Harry happened to be driving by. He pulled up next to me and offered me a lift.
"So miss Jones, may I ask why you are wearing the same dress?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"It's nothing Harry, can you just please take me home?" I asked, tears threatening to fall.
"Okay, whatever you want," he said and drove through the streets.
"Harry?" I asked.
"Yeah" he replied.
"Do you ever have regrets?" I asked, just wondering.
"It's really common to regret things, I assume you did something last night?" He asked.
"Um... Yeah. But I honestly hate myself for it. Just please don't tell anyone," I begged.
"Yeah, don't worry you can trust me," he smiled.
"Thankyou Harry." I smiled faintly.
"Do you wanna tell me who it was?" He asked. Do I? Will he take the piss?
"Um... Ill give you one guess," I said.
"Okay, let me think... Wait? No Sky you didn't?" He said sympathetically.
"I'm sorry," I cried. His car pulled over and he turned to face me.
"Hey hey don't cry. You were drunk, Zayn was drunk, he won't remember. Zayn's one of the worst people when he's drunk. He never remembers anything, honestly." He reassured me, whilst wiping tears away from my eyes.
"Really?" I asked. He nodded.
"Did he see you this morning?" Harry asked.
"I don't think so, I left as soon as I realised." I explained.
"That's fine, lets get you home and too bed." He said and began to drive again.
When we pulled up outside my apartment building, Harry came with me too my floor.
"Thanks Harry," I said hugging him.
"Anytime, see you soon," he smiled and walked off. I unlocked the door and kicked off my heels. I saw Ariana sprawled on the sofa watching Jeremy Kyle.
"Hello babe," she smiled at me.
"Hi, I'm going bed." I said.
"Fine by me, we'll catch up later. I feel like shit right now," she kind of laughed.
"Me too," I agreed. I dragged my body to my room, desperate to take a shower but I just wanted to sleep. 1 hr sleep and then I'll have a bath.
5hrs later...
Yeah, I overslept. And now I have a killer headache! The joys! Note the sarcasm. I... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13154 - Zayn Malik #imagine/ Fanfic
The Help- part 12
The following Friday...
Sky's POV
I woke up to my phone ringing. I groaned and answered the call.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SKYLAR! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Harry yelled down the phone.
"What the hell Harry! It's 7am!" I said.
"Yeah! And it's your 18th! I can't wait for your party!" He said happily.
"Yeah me either! After I get some more sleep..." I hinted.
"Cool! I'm gonna pay for all of your alcohol!" He said.
"That's nice Harry. I really gotta go." I laughed.
"Awh ok bestie. Ill see you later!" He said.
"Goodbye Harry." I said and hung up. There was no point to go back to bed, so I got up. Plus, Ariana was flying in especially for me, and I couldn't wait! Weirdly, it didn't feel like my birthday. I got up and took a shower. Tonight was going to be amazing, providing everything goes to plan!
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I had some toast and then texted Ariana. She was in the taxi. I was so excited to see her! Seriously, we'd been apart for too long. I miss her.
"ARIANA!" I screamed, giving her a massive hug.
"SKY Oh My God!!!!! I MISSED YOU SO FREAKING MUCH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE!" She squealed.
"Thankyou!" I said and lead her inside.
"Wow! Let me give you your prezzie!" She said happily.
"Okay! Then we can go get breakfast somewhere!" I said.
She was staying at my flat for the weekend.
"Here you go!" She said. I took the box and unwrapped it. Inside was a book, that read 'Sky and Ariana<3'. Awhh! It was a memory book.
"Ari!" I said.
"Do you like it?" She asked.
"I love it! Thankyou so so much! You are too kind!" I smiled, giving her a hug.
Then we left my flat to be greeted by paparazzi. We rushed into my car and went to the nearest McDonalds. Oh yes. Nothing better than a McDonalds breakfast on your birthday. It was kinda a tradition for me and Ariana, we call it birthday breakfast!
"So miss Jones, how is Mr Malik?" She asked excitedly.
"I haven't got a clue. We aren't really talking at the moment." I spoke.
"Oh why?" She asked sympathetically.
"He said some terrible things to me, I don't want to repeat them but they were about my mum. I stormed out of the charity meal last week." I said.
"Oh my gosh babe. I'm sorry. I thought you were like proper this time?" She said.
"So did I. Turns out he's just like all the others. He wasn't even drunk." I said.
"Is he coming tonight?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I sent the invites ages ago and he got one. I don't know though." I said.
"Anyway. No more boys, we got a party to be ready for!" She squealed.
"Do I ever tell you how much I love you?" I laughed. We took a few pictures and I posted them on Instagram and twitter.
@Skylar_Jones we've been apart for tooooo long @arianagrande
@Skylar_Jones birthday breakfast at Macky D's :)
Then we went to have our nails done. It was around lunch time, but we weren't hungry.
"What time does it start?" She asked.
"8:30, but I gotta be there for 8 at most!" I said. She nodded in reply. I went for black and gold nails, to match my dress while Ariana had a simple French manicure. Picture time!
"Hamish and Chloe are going to do our hair and makeup, they are like god when it comes to beauty!" I laughed.
"Okay!"
When we were done, I paid and we went back to my car. It was actually quite warm, weird for London. I was only wearing a dress for my birthday, I don't normally wear them in London. During the drive home, we belted out Bruno Mars lyrics until we were unable to speak. It was so funny, we nearly pissed ourselves!
We caught our breath and climbed the stairs ( one of those random decisions ). I unlocked the door and we collapsed onto the floor in a heap. "We seriously gotta work... <<<<<< N.B from Jumbotweet: auto-truncated at 4K characters on index page - Click here or on the "view" link to see entire jumbotweet! http://www.jumbotweet.com/ltweets/view/13064 - All parts to my Zayn Malik #imagine/fanfic The Help
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