Zayn and you were still keeping it quiet about your relationship. Your families knew, Zayn wanted to keep it from the media. He was protective as a boyfriend.
That summer, Zayn and you decided to take a trip to Paris, the city of love, as Zayn always said. As you got on the plane, you were handed a hot towel as soon as you sat in the first class seats. You turned to Zayn with a huge grin.
"You didn't.." You giggled.
"Yup." He smiled and pecked your cheek. "Would you like a foot massage, m'lady?" He joked.
"Love you baby." You whispered in his ear.
"Love you too, Y/N." He whispered back and nibbled on your ear.
You and Zayn synced your TV screen both to watch The Hunger Games, and tried to mimic Katniss and Peeta's love scenes, laughing at your boyfriend's terrible impression of Peeta.
"Katniss oh my god you're so hot." Zayn said and tickled you in your seat. You laughed manically as he pretended to be a big hero, giving you love bites and that. He smiled cheekily as he stoof up and your eyes couldn't help but travel down to his jeans and...
"Oh." You chuckled, and he looked down too.
"Oh shit," He gasped and covered his boner with both hands. He looked up again with a spark in his eyes and grabbed you.
"C'mon." He said, leading you to the toliets. You had both just got inside when the plane trembled.
"Good morning everyone it is your captain speaking. We seem to be experiencing some minor turbulence and would recommend for safety that you all assume the brace position in your seats." Your face fell, but Zayn kept kissing you.
"He said he recommended it-"
"No Zayn, thats serious. Come on lets go." You said sternly and pulled him out just as he was zipping up his pants/
You got back to your seats, leaning down, head between your knees and holding Zayn's hand, scared as hell. He was calm, murmuring to you that it would all be fine, everything was going to be okay.
"This is your captain speaking, we are going to attempt an emergency landing. A stewardess will show you the way to the exits. Please put on your life jackets and pull the red cord." Zayn's eyes flickered for a moment. Gone was the still, strong tower of calm, and you saw a flash of panic, and fear. You clenched his hand harder as you got up and walked down the aisle. A sharp wind blew your hair back and your eyes watered, while you positioned yourself to slide down the orange shoot and into the lifeboat below.
"You go first, I'll be right down. I love y-"
Boom.
Your ears rang and you were pushed forward from the force of the explosion. A part of your brain knew you were going to die, but another part kept you swimming to the lifeboat. Pulling Zayn behind you, holding his hand and taking him with you and pulled you onboard as your ears popped, and you could hear again. You turned to pull Zayn up, and heard someone scream. They were still screaming and sobbing, having a fit. When you later looked back, you would realise that girl was you.
In front of you, in the water, lay Zayn and a hundred other dead bodies. His eyes were open, half of his face deformed from the blast, and his lips still forming his last word. You.
As you stared, he turned so that his back faced the sky to reval his entire back bleeding and hot, bubbling and open. You thrashed, trying to bring him on board, but the other passengers were holding you back as you sailed away from them, and him. Your love. Dead.
*2 Years Later*
Its amazing what a boy can do. Two years and you hadn't moved on. How could you? How could you ever love anyone else, when Zayn was still alive out there. You could hear him calling for you. The doctors would bring him home.
"Y/N?" You looked up to see your best friend.
"Hes coming back." You said staring straight ahead, holding your sign up higher.
"Y/N-"
"Hes coming BACK!" You snarled. She sighed and pulled you to your feet, dragging you away.
"Come on, lets go home." She pulled you back, and you dropped your sign on the ground of the airport, the sign that read,
Zayn Malik.
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