Dark Lust (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Vaeh's P.O.V.

I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing.

I grumble out a bunch of cuss words, and grab for my phone. I looked at the time on my clock, and seen that it was eight in the morning.

Who the fuck is calling me this early in the damn morning? I am not a morning person, and pretty much everyone knows it.

I grumple again when I feel my phone start to ring again, I give out a sigh, and click the answer button.

"It's too damn early for a fucking conversation." I say to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Well good morning sunshine," The person chuckles on the other end.

I stop for a second, and look at the caller I.D. to see that it was the person that I was thinking it was.

"I didn't think you'd call," I say tiredly.

"Listen, I'm sorry about storming out like that last night. I just had a lot on my mind, and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you, but it seems like I did that anyway. I just want to let you know I am truly sorry for everything that I did last night, and I hope your not too mad at me." Zayn says as his voice cracks.

"Zayn, I really don't want to talk about this so early in the morning. I am tired, and I am having mixed feelings about everything that has happened. You can come later at like twelve, or one, but until than I want to sleep." I say feeling even more tired.

"Izzy, and Liam won't be there, will they?" He sniffles.

Was he crying? I should be the crying after last night.

"No, Zayn." I sigh,

"Ok, I'll see you later than?" He asks with hope.

"Yup," I say with a yawn.

"Bye,"

After we hung up the phone I laid in bed for a good hour and a half, thinking about what he was going to say to me, and what was going to go down between the two of us.

I was finally able to fall asleep, after a little bit.

When I woke up, later I looked over to see a figure leaning on the railing of my balcony smoking a cigarette.

I sat up slowly, and got out of bed and out on my belcony.

"How'd you get in?" I asked him softly.

"I got here when Liam, and Izzy were leaving. They told me if anything happens today, and you're heart broken, they'll kick my ass." Zayn says as he exhales the smoke from the cigarette.

"Yeah, well their very protective when it comes to someone pushing me on my ass in the pouring rain," I tell him with sass.

He flicked his cigarette off the belcony angrily, and turned toward me with a huff.

"I told you I was sorry about that! I thought about that all night after I left, I couldn't get the look on your face out of my head. I went to go to bed, and when I closed my eyes, your face was all I seen with that look on it. I didn't get any fucking sleep because of it. I am so sorry. I would never push you into doing something that you don't want to do. I guess I just needed assurance that you were real, and that we were together, and nothing was going to come between that. I care about you so fucking much it hurts. I ran off last night the way I did, because I couldn't stand looking at the one I love hurt. It hurt even more knowing that I was the one that caused your tears. I don't want to lose you, I can't lose you." Zayn says this heartfelt speech, and I could feel tears coming down my cheeks hearing him say all of this.