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CHAPTER 6 - Little White Lies

CASSY POV

I’m seeing him in 3 hours. I cannot believe their tour’s over. I’m so excited to hug him and spend time with him. This has been the longest day ever. Why can’t we just fast-forward to when they’re already here? I’m getting anxious.

My phone was buzzing.

From Zayn:

Hi love, flight’s a bit delayed. I’ll be home around midnight. See you. X

To Zayn:

Okay, safe journey home. Can’t wait to see you but annoyed at your flight. L

From: Zayn:

Just a few more hours. X

I can’t believe this. Now it’s another 6 hours of waiting. What is it with me and my excitement that ruins everything? Well, I guess I could just look at the bright side and sleep more while I wait for him.

9PM SAME DAY

I woke up to our door bell ringing like crazy. Who could that be? I checked my clock and saw that it was just 9pm, it could not have been Zayn. I rushed downstairs to open the door.

“Miss me?” he said with open arms. “Harry!” I jumped at him with too much excitement. “You’re early! And, what are you doing here?” I was happy to see him but also quite confused. “What do you mean I’m early? Our flight arrived hours ago. And I’m here cause I need to get that shirt Zayn borrowed from me.” he explained. That’s odd, Zayn told me he won’t be here until midnight. “He’s not here yet. He said his flight’s delayed.” I told him, “Oh, well, we weren’t on the same plane, I had to take the first one to catch Gemma and her drummer boyfriend.” he rolled his eyes. “Hey! That’s my friend, and I can assure you he’s a nice guy.” I quickly defended Ashton. “Right, time will tell. Well, if your boyfriend’s not here yet then I’d better just text him to give it to me tomorrow, I wanted to drop by to see you too but I’m still so tired.” he said moving towards the door. “I’ll make sure he’s reminded of it. Take a good rest, Haz. It’s great seeing you.” I kissed him on the cheek before closing the door.

I decided to just watch some telly while waiting for Zayn. Not too long now, I thought. It was already past midnight and I’m still not getting any messages from him, not even to let me know if his plane landed safely. I normally would just brush this off, but this is very strange. And I’m starting to get agitated, to say the least.

3am. Still no sign of him. Where is he? I finally gave up and decided to call him. I think a 3 hour window from his supposed arrival is more than enough for him to gather all his luggage and such. Ringing. It’s ringing. More ringing. And it just ended. What the actual fuck? What is going on? I tried to call him again but the phone is now out of service. Wow. I do not understand.

I could not sleep the whole night. I was just thinking about what’s going on with my boyfriend that was supposed to be home by now but isn’t.

From Zayn:

Sorry, I got preoccupied last night. Coming home soon. X