The Darkness Within~Zayn Malik Fan Fiction~

Abigail Rose Cartwright is just out of high school and is happy that she gets to live with her best friend, Madeline Scott. To celebrate, the girls have been planning for their night out in Bradford. When Abigail meets someone that she was forced to, everything goes wrong when their dark pasts collide.


18. Chapter 18:

Chapter 18:

***2 days later***

"Oh my God, Zayn! We're going to Spain! Thank you so much!" I hug the sleepy boy sitting beside me as we wait for the plane to board. The flight is around 2 hours but Zayn still got us Business Class seats. I found out yesterday that Louis helped planning this trip. I love Louis. I took a week off of work, but I have to make it up too Arthur.

"This is going to be amazing!" I peck Zayn's lips


"Passengers, please pay attention." A woman comes over the intercom, "Flight ABCD13469, from Bradford to Madrid, Spain, is now boarding at gate 13B. Thank you for your attention."

It's time! I haven't been on a plane since I came from Cardiff and that was NOT a very happy trip. Zayn and I stand up, grab our carry on luggage and make our way into the line. Not many people took Business Class so our line was rather quick. We got onto the plane. Me, being stupid as I am, started giggling uncontrollably and Zayn made it worse by trying to tickle me.

"Stop it, you crazy bastard!" I yell, but still giggling.

"Excuse me, ma'am," A flight stewardess, with large breasts comes up to our seat, "please lower your voice. You're disturbing other passengers." She flashes a fake smile and I just scoff. She eyes Zayn up and down, biting her lipstick. It really pisses me off and Zayn doesn't notice it.

"You can go now." I order the stewardess and knock her out of her fantasy world. She walks off giving me a dirty look, and let's just say, I 'return' the look she gave me.

"Woah... What was that about?'' Zayn takes my hand

"She's a bitch." I state.

Halfway through the flight, I started to feel a little tired. I rest my head on Zayn's shoulder as he played with my fingertips.

"Thank you." I whisper to Zayn, looking up at him, "For this trip. Everything."

"No, thank you for walking into that club." He smirks.

"You know, Zayn, I-" I begin but somebody cuts me off

"Would you like anything else, sir?" The flight stewardess with big breasts asks Zayn. She flashes a fake smile and her cake faced makeup annoys the hell out of me. She bends down to collect garbage and lets her breasts hang out of her barely closed shirt. She goes all over Zayn with her plastic balloons and Zayn looks at me, with worry in his eyes. I don't know where the worry came from. This whore is messing with the wrong girl

"Hey, get your junk off my boyfriend." I spit at her, then I realize that I said 'boyfriend'. Zayn and I never made it official and yet I still said 'boyfriend'.

"Oh..." She was shocked with the way I talked to her.

"Back. Off." I say through gritted teeth. The stewardess leaves and Zayn wraps his hand around mine

"'Boyfriend?'" He raises an eyebrow at me

"Sorry! I didn't know what to do, it kinda slip-" he interrupts me with a passionate kiss

"Then you're my girlfriend." He says, pecking my lips one more time. I rest my head on his shoulder again and fall asleep.

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