Hit the road

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The news was everywhere, headlines about Zigi were everywhere all across the world. Our escape had just gone to plan, next thing we had to do was somehow travel somewhere without being caught. Paparazzi surrounded the apartment, photos were up on the Internet that roads were blocked around my apartment because of the crowd we were getting. I obvs couldn't go up to a window to check outside, even showing a strand of my hair would catch the medias attention saying that i might still be alive.
Zayn came up from behind me and grabbed my waist, I leaned back onto his shoulder.
"Don't stress, this will all work out in the end" he whispered into my ear.
"I'm not stressing!" I spun around to face him.
He laughed at me and grabbed my face, then came in for a kiss.
"This will work out. We will work out. I promise." He then grabbed me and carried me to the bed where he laid me down.
"Sleep Gi, we'll worry about it tomorrow. We have no rush whatsoever. I love you and always will Mrs Malik" he smiled and winked at me.
"Promise?" I squeezed his hand.
"A promise is a promise" he mumbled as he kissed my lips.

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