Chapter-11
Savannah’s POV
New Year whizzed past without any special events. The gang, that is me, the lads, Eleanor, Danielle, went out on New Year’s Eve and hung out in the park. We had multiple picnic baskets (cuz Niall just ate too much) and huge checkered blankets and loads of drinks.
As the countdown stopped, the couples in our gang a.k.a Elounor and Payzer kissed and we all awwwwed at them
And after all the happiness, winter break has come to an end and we have school now. Our performance for the talent show is tomorrow and we have come so far so good.
It’s the night before our act and I’m having the tremors of tension. I lay down on my bed and slept, not before setting my alarm for 5.45AM in the morning. Tomorrow there would be no classes, but just the entertainment programs. Was worth looking forward to!
I slept
Next morning:
The alarm woke me up and I stretched on the floor. I went to the shower and freshened myself up and walked to the balcony to get Zayn off his bed.
Mission impossible...still!
I didn’t waste any more time today and jumped over the balcony. This had become a habit of ours now- jumping over each other’s balconies.
I walked into his bedroom, whose balcony door he never closed, and pulled the comforters off him.
“Get up!” I demanded my hands on my hips.
Zayn grumbled something and then turned around, his breathing becoming normal again.
I rolled my eyes and walked with my knees on the bed and positioned myself beside him; his back was facing me. I shook him violently and he angrily turned around, making me lose my balance and fall on the bed. His heavy body was on mine and I yelled, “Ow! Zayn!! Get your fat body off of me!”
I saw Zayn’s eyes snap open and he immediately his torso came over mine and he clasped his hand over my mouth.
“Shut up! Do you want mum to wonder why you’re here in my room...at this time?” He whispered frantically.
My eyes bulged out at our position and I shook my head. He let go of me and said in a low voice, “I’ll be around yours in fifteen. Stay near the door” He gave me a soft hug and I walked back to my balcony.
I changed into dark blue skinny jeans and a simple white button up shirt with my black cowboy boots and walked downstairs.
As usual...no breakfast
I got a call from Eleanor as I waited for Zayn on one of the sofas near the door.
I smiled faintly and answered, “Hey El! What’s up?”
E- “Oh nothing, just called to give you guys the best wishes...from all of us!”
S- “Aw, El! That means a lot. Thank you guys”
E- “So guys, break a leg! Love you, bye!”
S- “Bye, love”
As soon as the connection cut, there was a brisk knock on my door and I left the house.
Zayn dragged me by my hand and walked towards his home.
“Uh...Zayn?” My first assumption was Mrs. Malik had heard me in his room in the morning and wanted to give me a lecture on it. I was scared now.
“Zayn!” I called sternly, but he didn’t respond.
He opened the door to his home and walked in with me dragged behind by the wrist. We walked to the dining area of the home, where Mrs. Malik walked to me as if she had been waiting for me.
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