《Stuck on a desert island with Zayn Malik ( One Direction /Zayn Malik Fanfiction)》That's how we almost died .

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“ Oh that’s fine love . I’m going to the airport too .. Sarah.” The man who was sitting beside the taxi man talked . I looked up and naturally it was him . Unfortunately , that Malik.

I looked at the taxi man , ignoring that silly boy . The taxi man nodded .

“ thanks sir.”

I smiled ; picked my heavy luggage and sat quietly in the taxi trying to control my emotions . Impossible with that stupid Malik.

Zayn noticed that I was often glancing at my watch , I guess he understood that I was lat . Really late .

“ Ahem sir please I’m the first one who tool this taxi so .. I want you first to go here there .. avenida .. hum de “ he smirked and showed the map to the taxi man .

It was 5 kilometers away from the airport . Shit . why was he doing that to me? The traffic jam was indescribable. I started getting nervous . My plane , I will miss it .

“ here sir , we arrived.” The taximan stopped the car in the avenue where Zayn wanted to go .

“ fine . wait I’m coming.” He smirked and went in a commercial center . WTF.

I glanced again at my watch . 30 minutes . shit shit shit .

Zayn came back 15 minutes after holding a little satchel , that’s all .

“ I bought some chewing gums . now we can go to the airport.” He gave me en evil grin . he drove us 5 kilometers just for a …….chewing gum .

I regretted : why did I take that taxi?

He handed me a chewing gum :” here you are it’s like a little present from me.”

“Fuck you.” I mouthed angrily .

The taxi ma coughed .

“ I’m sorry . hurry please my plane with take off at 1pm !!”

“ relax mine too.” Zayn beamed chewing his gums .

“RELAX? It will take off in 10 minutes.”

“ 10 whaaaaat?” he swallowed his chewing gum . I thought he was just playing it like me .

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** The flight uk149 taking off ** I stared at the board speechless . I missed it . I missed my plane . I was in the airport , Zayn was standing behind me , mumbling some injures .

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I didn’t know what to do? I didn’t have enough money to stay in spain . I didn’t have money at all : I waisted everything yesterday , shopping because I knew I’d come back to London. I regret.

“ it was your fault !” I screamed on zayn’s face .

“shut up.” He shouted then started pacing .

I sighed and ran to the information stand .

“ hey sir I missed my plane UK149 please what should I do and ..” I noticed that Zayn followed me .

“ yeah we missed our plane , do you have some solution?” he interrupted me .

“ I was talking Spanish boy.” I groaned.

“ sorry.” He replied at the same way.

The informer looked at us then at his computer screen then at us again .

“what’s your name?”

“Zayn , I’m Zayn Malik.” Zayn jumped .

“he was talking to me ! I’m Sarah ” I screamed .

“ no to me I’m the man.”

“ what did you just say?? ”

Zayn gave me an evil look then opened his mouth to say something mean , but the responsible interrupted him : “ him ahem . Guys please . listen . Sarah Malik Zayn Malik just sit and wait please we will find something for you guys.”

I dropped my jaw and glanced at Zayn .

“HA HA HA.”

“ ah by the way sir when will the next plane take off? I mean going to Uk.” Zayn ignored my replica

“ something like in 3 days .”

“OMG. We can’t ! I mean I can’t.” zayn jumped.

“don’t worry sir we will find something .”

Zayn just nodded.

“ I’m not Sarah Malik . i’m not with him hopefully ¡” i smiled to the responsible.

“ unfortunalely you wanted to say?” Zayn winked as we sat , waiting for a good new.

“ you are annoying .”

“ so are you !” he rolled his eyes and started playing with his Blackberry .

30 minutes passed like that . I was really nervous , not because of malik , but because of the plane . I never traveled and now that I travel I miss my plane good good .

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“ Zayn Malik and well Sarah .. hum we found a plane for you guys . it’s an air freight to Uk . it will take off in one hour . you know it is not a passenger plane ! so you will not find luxe and and ..”

“I don’t care I just wanna come back to London !” I shouted.

“ ok so .. it will be an exeption for you two guys . the billet will cost 200 pounds ..”

My heart skipped a beat .

“ Uhkhkj 200 .”

“ yes 200.”

Zayn looked at me : “ you don’t have money?”

I didn’t want to play that silly game with him again .

“no one of your business.”

“OK.” He shrugged and took his credit card then handed it to the responsible .

“ no sir we don’t pay here it’s there the next corridor to…..”

I couldn’t hear what the responsible was saying anymore . I had nauseas . my sight started getting blurry . I had no money , I will not travel . I’m stuck in spain , alone .

I sat on a bench , in the airport , put my hand on my forhead and tried to not cry . yes I was so scared .

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“ wake up wake up it will take off in 20 minutes .”

I slept on the bench , probably . I scratched my eyes and tried to find out who was calling me .

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?” I screamed.

“ I told you it will take off in 20 minutes , dumb .” he rolled his eyes and started walking .

“ wait what? “ I got up and found , on my lap an airplane ticket .

“ what’s that?”

“ Just hurry if you don’t wanna stay here alone.” He shouted.

“WTF?” I looked again at the billet . and I suddenly remembered the air freight to UK. He bought it for me? Yes he did.”

I grabbed my luggage and followed him : “ why did you buy it?”

“ because that silly man thought you’re my wife and you have some psychic problems with yourself so he forced me to buy the ticket.” He groaned.

“ he really thought I’m marrying a shit like you? Hahahahahaaha omg I can’t .”

“shut up.”

We finally arrived in front on the little plane . it was a really tiny plane.

We both stepped in and I was horrified : the plane was full of vegetables , fruits , merchandise .

“eww.” I pouted as I sat on the floor because there was no chair .

“ the man said it’s not luxe so stop doing that .” Zayn uttered coldly .

“ can you shut up?” I mouthed as the plane took off . he was so annoying , I was just waiting for that moment when we will arrive to London and I will slap him then run to my house and I will never see him anymore . Oh yes. Evil thoughts

“ can you stop being silly with me?” he replied at the same way and sat beside me , on the cold vibrating floor .

“ I’m not silly . you’re stupid Okay. You’re a dork . you are annoying .”

“what did you just say? Respect me.”

“ haha respect who?? YOU ! hahaha bitch please.”

“shut up!” he grabbed my wrist tightly .

“ aie you’re hurting me stupid.”

It was kind of cold , we were at altitude .

“stop !!”

I couldn’t support it . How can he?

I glanced at the box beside me , it was full of vegetables . I grabbed it and threw it on him .

“What ? what did you just do? Do you realize? “ he stared at his dirty t-shirt .

He grabbed a box full of fishes and threw it on me .

“ hey !!” he hit me on my face . I was smelling .. fish .

I grabbed another one , full of cheese and threw it frenetically on him . he bent forwards : it didn’t touch him.

“he he he” he winked .

I wasn’t looking at him anymore , I was looking behind him : I threw it on the pilot’s head . he fainted instantly

That's how we almost died .

want more? please tell me what do you think about this story ! :) -zineb

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