Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 27

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During the last month, we had picked a house and furniture from a catalogue. And let me tell you this; when people say it’s hard decorating a house from scratch, it’s even harder when you’re doing it thousands of miles away from the house.

Sitting down in the plane, I wasn’t able to sleep. I was too excited to sleep. Knowing that I was going to walk into my house. Our house. I’m going to be living with the love of my life. With the person who I thought will never be mine.

I never thought I’d be able to leave my mother. Well, my foster mother to clear up the confusion. I always thought I was too close to her to leave her. Before Zayn, I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to wake up without seeing her face first thing in the morning, every day.

But I guess that’s what love does to you. It makes you stronger. It makes you closer to the people you love but at the same time, it teaches you to move forward to be with the person you not only love, but are in love with.

“Hey, Louis! Look at the clouds! What does it remind you of?” I hear Harry ask him.

“Someday, you’re gonna see the things that I see, you’re gonna want the air that I breathe, you’re gonna wish you never left me.” Louis sings, making me laugh a bit.

“Yeah we’re looking down on the clouds!”

“If you two dumbasses won’t shut the fuck up, I’ll shove my damn socks up your mouths to shut you up!” Zayn spits with one eye open, making me put my hand over my mouth to stop from laughing.

“Can we take our sister for a few minutes, your highness?” Louis jokes.

Zayn flips him off as he wraps his arm around me and nuzzles his head into my neck, causing my eyes to close from the explosions happening in my stomach.

“Hey, dumbass. I want to talk to Alyson.” Louis says, now standing over us.

“Babe, I’ll be right back.” I whisper to him as he groans, tightening his grip on me.

“Malik, I’ll throw water on you. Don’t tempt me.”

Zayn lets go of me as he glares at Louis. I giggle as I get up and walk with Louis back to where he was sitting.

“Hey, there’s my favorite twin sister!” Harry says, smiling as he sees me.

“I’m your only twin sister, Harry.” I reply as I sit next to him.

Louis sits on the other side of me as they both look at me. I raise my eyebrows, waiting for them to start.

“Okay, so here’s the thing.” Louis spoke up. “Even though you’re moving in with Zayn and you’re old enough to depend on yourself and all, I just want you to know that I’m always going to be here for you. We’re all in London and we’re not that far away from each other and if anything’s wrong, I want you to come to either me or Harry. I don’t want you to feel scared to do so even though I know Zayn won’t do anything to hurt you. He’s fucking whipped, more than he was with Perrie, which says something. It doesn’t matter how old you get, you’ll always be my baby sister.”

“Louis…” I whisper, not able to say anything else as I feel choked up.

“I know how hard these past few months have been on you and I’m so proud of you for being strong. I’m proud of how you handled the situation with your grandma.”