Camille was left behind by Zayn after his sucessful audition at the xfactor. She felt useless and unwanted. Now, Camile was absolutely gorgeous and has guys practically falling at her feet. She has many friends, but she still feels alone. What will happen when Zayn and Camille get reunited at a totally crazy party?


36. Chapter 35


First thing that all of my friends knew about me: I'm afraid if heights. Second thing that all my friends know: I can't sit still for long.  And the thing only one person knows, I'm claustrophobic. So, being inside of a cramped cage being more than 100 feet in the air with nothing to do isn't really my idea of a nice date.

"We need to get out of here. We're going to die, Zayn. Do you want to die?"

"Calm down. We're just a few feet in the air."

"More like a thousand."

"You'll be fine, just take deep breaths."

I tried to breathe in, but it felt like there was no air left to inhale.

"We're going to suffocate and die. We aren't even going to get the chance to get cotton candy! Think of all the cotton candy we won't get to eat."

He smiled. "Calm down."

"Stop saying that. It isn't doing anything. I want out of this cage."

I watched him laugh. "Cami. You're overreacting."

"I don't care." I took in a deep breath. "Is this thing getting smaller to you?"


"I swear to God Zayn, it's getting tighter in here." I tried to push the wall out. This is too close.

"Are you okay?" 

"No, I'm not."

"What is it?"

"Gee, I dunno. Maybe the fact that we're so high up here and we're stuck in a cage."

He wrapped his arm around me. "We're fine."

"You promise?"

"Yeah. We'll be out of here in no time."


After about fifteen minutes of thinking about what my funeral would be like, we started moving. At first, it felt like we were falling, but luckily, it started moving up.  I wanted to get off. If I got close enough to the ground could I jump out? Or maybe I could just as the guy to let us out.

"See it's not so bad." Zayn said.

"Can we get out?"

He frowned. "Yeah, I'll just have to ask-"

"Do it."

Thirty seconds later we were standing on the ground. I felt like I was going to throw up. Not like I was going to say anything, I mean, I don't want to mess up their trip.

"Is there anything you want to do next?" Zayn asked.

'Yeah go home.'

"No, not really." I glanced over towards the parking lot, and thought.

Was what happened earlier really because of claustrophobia? It's never happened before. Although I've never been in a crowd that big before.

"Are you okay?" He questioned, his voice full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just shaken up from the ride, that's all."

"You look like what you did earlier. Do you need-"

"Zayn, I promise you, I'm fine."

He raised an eyebrow, but only said "Alright, if you say so."

Harry placed his arms around my shoulders. "You okay?"

"Yeah. You didn't get on the ride?"

"No. I had to make sure you got on it, but then you got off."

"Camille was scared." Explained Zayn.


"Yeah, I don't like heights."

"Well, that's unfortunate."

I nodded. "Very."

I glanced up, almost sundown. All I had to do was make it a few more hours. I can definitely manage. But just in case, I grabbed Zayn's hand and interlocked our fingers. 

"Are you su-"


He sighed as Liam stepped off of the Ferris wheel. 

"That was amazing." Liam breathed. "The view up there is"

After everyone else got off, we went to get some snacks.  Zany asked me if I wanted any food.

"No thanks. I'm not really hungry."

"You were just freaking out over the lack of cotton candy you've eaten. Are you sure you don't want anything?"

I nodded. "I'm sure."

I really wasn't hungry. My stomach hurt really badly. I think Jordan could tell I want feeling that great. She pulled me aside once and asked if I wanted her to drive me home.

"Cami, you don't look so good. Your skin looks...yellowish."



"What would I tell Zayn if I left?"

"You had cramps or something."

"I don't want to ruin this for you guys."

"You won't ruin anything. They'll understand."

"God, Jor. I feel like I'm messing everything up."

"Are you guys okay over there?" Louis called.

"Actually, Camille isn't feeling that great. I think I'm going to take her home."

I was the worst. "Sorry guys." I murmured.

Zayn hugged me "I'll talk to you later, yeah?"

"Mhm." "Love you."

"I love you, too."

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"


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