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Taylor's POV
"Tell me why we came to the airport so early?" Alice complained as we dragged our luggages to the luggage claim.
"I told you like 5 times," I groaned as I yawned.
It was about 4 in the morning and I didn't get much sleep knowing there was only a little bit until I got to see One Direction; to see my life.
We got our luggages inside the way towards the plane as we only had our carry ons with us. Our flight first left to New York as the stop over. We'd stay there for an hour or so and then head off to London.
Fun, right?
We got to the terminal and sat at the seats. Alice quickly decided to take a nap before we headed to the plane. I was too busy reading a People magazine.
"Flight 24 to the first stopover of New York then to London is departing now. Please have your passports and plane tickets up and ready at the counter." The intercom said.
I pushed Alice to wake her up and she quickly jumped. She realized what was going on and got up from her seat not even waiting for me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.
We got onto the plane and got our seats. I beat her to the window seat and she complained for the first 20 minutes of the plane ride, then we were both out.
~.~.~.~
We landed in New York quicker than I thought we would as I slept most of the ride. Alice and I got Starbucks to fullfill our addiction and I was to talk but Alice decided to.
"I can't believe we are going to London!" She exclaimed. I nodded in aggreement still grasping the thought of being in London. "Maybe I'll meet a good looking English guy."
"Or maybe it's One Direction," I joked.
"If only." She said sadly.
"Oh come on." I said with laughter hanging off the end of my sentence.
"I've got to go to the bathroom. I'll see you in a second." She said quickly walking off.
"Wait, do you know where to go.." My voice trailed off as she was out of site from the corner of the aiport. I groaned and passed by many people trying to through away my coffee that was empty.
I decided to wait where I was so Alice could find me again. I took out my phone to check in with my mom and my dad as they were very protective.
I was looking through my phone before picking my bag up and walking but suddenly running into a hard chest.
"Owff." I said. "I am so sorry."
I bent down and started grabbing my stuff that was on the ground. I saw a big and tan hand touch mine as they went to grab their stuff.
"Sorry babe. Wasn't watching where I was going." He said in a British accent, almost too familiar though.
I grab all my stuff and look up to a pair of dark Ray-Bans set on the mans eyes. A dark blue beanie set on his dark black hair as he wore black jeans with a Nirvana shirt and a denim vest with brown boots.
Something about the way the skinny boy stood and the way his jaw line was formed was so familiar. Why couldn't my brain work? I wanted to know who this was. Was it someone from school? No. No one from school dressed this decent. Or looked this decent and holy crap.
Zayn.
It is Zayn Malik.
"Love?" His voice knocked me back to reality making me almost fall onto the cold hard ground. I felt my legs almost give up and I almost gripped onto his arm but stopped myself.
"Sorry." I answered.
"Are you alright? You look a bit pale." He said gripping my hand making turn even more pale and more like putty in his hands. "Come here. Sit down."
I did as so and followed him to the closest seat which was the table at Starbucks. He bent down in front of me as I closed my eyes getting my body back in order as well as the color back to my face.
"Lemme get you some water." He replied standing up quickly.
I set my head in my hands trying to wake up from this dream. I hate when dreams seem so real, yet they are fake. This could all be fake. He might not even be Zayn, he just might be the love of my life. You never know, right?
"Here." He said handing me a water bottle.
I opened it and quickly drank from and stared at him. "Zayn?"
"So, that is why you are about to pass out, eh?" He smirked. I slightly chuckled and felt my cheeks burn up.
"Not a good impression, huh?" I joked as he pulled the chair up beside me and sat down.
"No, it was alright." He said. "Just don't faint on me, you scared me back there."
"Sorry." I answered making him laugh.
"Where are you heading?" He asked.
"London, actually to your concert." I replied.
"Oh, interesting." He smirked.
"Interesting?" I said slightly confused.
"No reason," He said.
"I should probably get going." I said and then mentally slapping myself right in the face for leaving a member of One Direction.
"Well, I have the same flight, so I will be seeing you in a little." He said.
I nodded and got up from my seat. I awkwardly walked away with a small wave. I got to my seats to see Alice on her phone calling someone.
She notices me and puts her phone down and runs towards me.
"Where were you?" She said. "I thought you got mugged or something!"
"Just got caught up." I said. It wasn't a lie. I did get caught up.. with talking to a boy I am so deeply in love with.
"Alright." She said. "Can you watch the stuff as I go get a magazine and gum?"
"Sure." I said.
I sat in the seats having all the stuff surrounding me. Alice skipped off gracefully with her long curled blonde hair cascading down her back. I envied her very much and she knew it. She told me to never envy her but it was quite difficult being the ugly friend.
I pulled out my phone, thinking it was my phone but it wasn't. There was no One Direction case but the screensaver was One Direction. This wasn't my phone.
This was..
Zayn's phone.
I had a mental breakdown inside my body as I slide the unlock button. In my dismay, there was no pass code. I quickly called my number hoping he'd pick up.
"Why hello there." He said sexily on the other line.
"Hi." I said. "So, we switched phones.."
"I noticed that.." He answered. "I don't remember having a One Direction case."
"Oh.. uh.." I said cursing under my breath.
"Easy password." He said as I could tell he was smirking.
"Hey, you can't say anything, Mr. I'm too cool for a passcode when I am in the biggest boy band ever." I smiled. "You know how easy it is to look through your phone?"
"That is very true," He said. "Now, wher-"
"Taylor, who are you talking too?" Alice's voice said.
"Crap." I said. I covered the speaker of the phone real quick. "It's my mom. Watch the stuff, please."
I jumped from the seat and walked by the bathrooms.
"Taylor, so that's your name." Zayn replied.
"Yes, it is." I answered.
"Who was that?" He asked.
"My friend, Alice." I answered. "She's coming to London with me."
"And the concert?" He replied.
"Yes." I said taking a quick glance at Alice who was happily reading her magazine. "You still realize that we have each other's phones, right?"
"Oh yeah!" He replied as I giggled. "I'm going to try and get the flight attendance to let you and your friend in first class with the boys and I."
"You don't have to do that.." I lied. Yes he does have to do that.
"I want too." He replied. "And I want my phone back too."
"Okay, fine." I said. "See you in a bit, Zayn."
"See you soon, lovely." He answered making my heart skip a beat.
I walked back to Alice and sat by her hiding my grin. She notices and I try to not smile but it doesn't work.
"What?" I asked.
"What were you just doing?" She asked getting her suspicions under control.
"Just, my mom." I lied.
"Mmhmm, sure." She said as she opened her magazine.
We waited about 20 more minutes and I was soon getting anxious. This wasn't the way I thought it would be. I never thought I'd meet the 5 amazing people that completed my life and showed me things I never really knew about the world and about myself.
"Flight 24 heading to London is now boarding." The flight attendant said making me stand and get a was of butterflies in my stomach as we got our plane tickets check.
The lady stopped and spoke.
"Your seats have been taken by other passengers so you are upgraded to first class." She said. "Jannit will lead you to your seats."
"Oh my god!" Alice exclaimed gripping my arm happily.
We followed Jannit and my legs started to shake. I wasn't good at meeting people because I plan it all in my head yet I will have a huge brain fart when I actually see them there. I see them in the flesh standing infront of me waiting for a response. I know that if I ruin it, I will ruin everything.
Everything.
My chance of being one of their girlfriend which is like a one and a million chance or maybe a half with my mental and emotional abilities and my screwed up life.