Our Week

This is the Follow up story to the least Apreciated.
Angelique and her two bestfriends Anabel and Isabel are stuck in London after a huge snowstorm hits. There class stays in the hotel, but they have new budding romances with three of the boys.Will there be another catastriphy? Will one's love break? Find out in this second edition of the Least Appreciated.


13. Him

Zayn's P.O.V.

Last night was hard to go through. I needed to make up with My Boo by tonight. I slept alone for the first time in a while last night. And I hated it. It had been at least 1 when I woke up, I didn't bother setting my alarm, I was to depressed. I realized I was cuddled up to Angelique's pillow when I was fully awake. It had her beautiful scent on it. I sat up and slowly walked into the hotel bathroom and washed up, then came out in a black graphic tee,Dark jeans,and some grey Nikes. I quickly ran out the hotel and into the street. Paris was a city of love ,I hope this would help her see what is right and wrong. I walked down the street and found a cafe,the scene kind of reminded me of when we first met.It kind of made the situation even worse then it already was. I went up to the lady and ordered a Carmel Mocha. Angelique always liked those. When I turned around, I saw a girl with curly Black hair and a deep red loose beanie. She had that same familiar tan that I had grown so used too. This was my chance, In the same setting where we met, there couldn't have been a better moment. I walked up behind her slowly and said, "Angelique, I love you,and you shouldn't believe what you first see. I love you too much to ever hurt you like that.Now will you come back to the room with mee-"The women's face was stunned as she turned around. I probably had a face of complete shock plastered across my face. She wasn't Angelique,But she was a younger girl,around 14. She immediately started freaking out and yelling in french. But there were bits of "Zayn Malik" and "One Direction" in her context. Crap. I quickly grabbed my mocha and started running back to the hotel.I could hear the screaming girls running after me as I approached the building.Then all of the sudden,Paps came out of know were and lights were flashing and clicks were going off everywhere. I charged through them and eventually made it to the door.I was out of breath when i sat in the lobby's couch. I took a sip of my coffee,then sat and thank about how I was gonna get out of this hotel and find Angelique.Then, It hit me that I had to sneak out like I usually did, out the back with a hoodie. Im not sure how I didn't think about it till now,but that didn't matter.I ran up to the room and grabbed a dark grey hoodie,then quickly ran out the back and down the street.

Angelique's P.O.V.

          Ermilla had convinced me to leave earlier, it hadn't taken her long too. I started to pack my bag and get it ready to leave tonight, I wanted to leave as soon as possible. I didn't really want to leave Annabel, but there was no way that I could see her without seeing...................Zayn. A single tear feel down my face during the process, while packing, I passed over a few things that Zayn had given me, they were silly, but they still reminded me of the pain he caused me. I quickly threw them against the wall and stormed out of the room.


       I was getting out of the cab I caught onto the airports grounds, when I tripped on my shoe and feel to the ground.

"All you alright?" I looked up and saw a really....lets be honest, hot guy. He had deep chocolate eyes, sandy blonde well groomed short hair that was a little longer in the front, and a jawline like no other. He gave me a smile as I looked up at him, he looked strangely familiar looking,even though he was a stranger.I quickly realized that I was starring at him then quietly said,

"Yes, just a little fall." He helped me up and asked,

"You're Angelique right?Zayn's girlfriend?" It felt like a stab in my side when he said those two words together.

"Well...... no, not really at the moment."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"Don't be,"

"Well I'm Dave.." He held out his hand for me to shake it. Then suddenly I figured out who it was, DAVE FRANCO. I almost died right there in that vary spot. He and,...Zayn were my celeb crushes for the longest time, until I actually met Zayn, then all that changed. His hands were warm and big as I grasped it and shook it. His smile, oh his smile was making me melt. In those few seconds, I had totally forgot about Zayn. "Here, let me get these for you." He grabbed my bags before I could refuse.

"Thanks." We started walking into the airport.

"So, were you headed?"

"California, Me and....Zayn have just split and I need to go home."

"Oh, thats were i'm headed,but not for the same reasons."He smiled as I laughed a little. We went andsat at Starbucks as we bolth waited for our flights, then I got a message from Ermilla, saying, "Were are you?"

"Starbucks with... a friend." She didn't text me back after. But then a few seconds later, I herd the Bradford Badboy's voice behind me with a sad but angry tone saying,

"Dave, how could you mate."

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