**** 5 Days later ****
It still feels so surreal, that Zayn proposed to me, in front of 100,000 screaming fans!!!
"Annie!" I heard him call up the stairs. "It's nearly 4am, we need to leave for our flight in an hour!"
Oh crap!! The plane, I still need to pack my makeup!!
I walked over to my vanity and lifted out the three drawers I had filled with makeup, one and a half filled with MAC, the other half filled with elf, and the third drawer filled with some weird Spanish makeup that I bought a while ago and some Benefit products!
Hm.... Necessities... What do I NEED..?
"Okay," I whisper to myself, "I definitely need my 'They're Real' mascara and Push Up liner by Benefit... Also my MAC magnetic palette that I have my neutrals in... Maybe my colourful palette..? No... Maybe? UGH! It's so hard!!"
"Zayn..?" I call down the stairs to my 'fiancé,' wow, fiancé, it feels odd to call him that.
"Yeah love?" He softly shouts back up.
"What makeup should I bring?!"
"You don't need any, beautiful." He says, being sweet but mocking at the same time.
"Aye, don't start that rubbish, haha!" I shouted down the stairs, "just come up please!"
"Okay, on my way up now, I'm just grabbing my coffee"
Zayn never gets breakfast before his morning coffee. He made his way up to my large pink room, his face dropped at the sight of all the makeup I had. He honestly had no clue what to say. "Well, there's no point in brining it all because we are coming back to the villa after for a week together, aren't we?" Zayn had been planning this holiday for just the two of us before we headed off to France to do the last three concerts of the tour.
"Yeah, I know. Should I just bring the basics?" I look up into his big, tired, brown eyes. "Because, I mean, I will probably need a little more than just the basics..."
"Whatever you want to bring sweetheart, it's up to you. Just don't waste time, we need to leave in 45 minutes and you still haven't eaten." He stared back at me and told me this in a calming voice.
"Okay. Love you!" I whisper.
"Love you too." He whispered back, smiling, he pushed my long wavy side fringe back from my forehead and kissed me.
He dragged himself out of the room and walked downstairs like a zombie. God love him, he's had barely any sleep the past week. I'd say he had about a half an hour at the most of sleep last night. I wonder what's bothering him so much. Is it the concerts? I have no idea.
I packed some small neutral eye palettes and just mascara and gel liner, along with a nude and a red lipstick, and a nude lipgloss (because the nude lipstick is too matte) in the end. We are coming back to Spain afterwards anyway, and Zayn and Liam do own this villa so no one can get the rest of my makeup.
I walked into the bathroom and put on my makeup, brushed my teeth, and weighed myself, to see if I've lost (or gained) any weight... Yep, another 2 pounds, in one night. It's been dropping off me recently, I have no clue why!