Pure Perfection

Kaela Garcia was just an ordinary fan of One Direction. She loved all of the members, but had soft spot for Zayn Malik.
Kaelyn started attending a University in London, which meant she move from San Francisco, her home town. She took an English teaching training coarse, and bumped into someone she never thought she'd meet.


4. Oh god.

I've been thinking about Kae all night. I think I'm in love with her. I know I just met her and all, but I really like her. Shes cute, beautiful, smart, and has a hell of a good fasion sense.
Kae was starting to wake up.
" Hey, pretty boy."
" Hey Kae, can we talk?" I scoot closer to her.
" Sure Zayn."
" I think I'm in love with you."
She smiled.
" I've been in love you for 3 years."
" So can I ask you a question?"
" Sure."
" Will you be my, um...."
" Girlfriend?"
" Uh, yeah.
" And you will be my boyfriend?"
" Mhm."
" Wow. I'm Zayn Malik's girlfriend."
" You wont regret it."
I kissed her on her lips, as passionatly as i could. We pulled away, and my phone buzzed.
I looked at the text from Louis.
" Oh god."
" Whats up?" Kae said scooting closer to me.
" Liam, Niall, and Harry got into a shooting."
My eyes started to water, but Kae wiped them away.
" Its fine, babe, Im sure their fine."
" Their all in comas."
" Okay, maybe not."
Kae hugged me, and I cried into her hair.
" Where are they?"
" America. Los Angelas."
" I guess you have to leave, then." Kae had a dissapointed look in her eyes.
" You can come too. The boys wont mind."
" You sure?"
" Possitive."
We hugged.


Zayn and I boarded the plane. I was deathly afraid of planes. But I bet Zayn wasnt.
I was wearing almost the same thing as Zayn. Coincidence. Again. A blue and red plaid button up, khaki colored jeans, lace up boots, and my hat.
I checked my Instagram. 6,000 new followers. Twitter. 12,000 new followers and 670 retweets. Ugh. I'm popular.
I was sitting with Zayn, sqeezing his hand, hard.
" Why so tense?"
" I'm deathly afraid of planes."
" Its okay, I got you, babe." He put his arm around my shoulder.
I woke up several hours later, asleep on Zayns lap.
He was still asleep, but still holding my hand. " Wake up, pretty boy." He woke up and rubbed his eyes. " Why do you keep calling my that?" He said smiling. I sat up. " 'Cause your pretty, Mr. Malik"
We got off the plane with our luggadge and called for a taxi.
We get to the hospital. Louis was sitting in the waiting area.
" Hey Zayn!" said Louis, hugging him.
" Whos this pretty lady?" said Louis, looking at me.
" My girlfriend, Kaela."
" Hi Kaela. Could I call you Kae?" I nodd.
" The boys are in urgent care. They got shot at our signing." said Louis
" We just have to wait." said Zayn
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