Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter fifty-eight - Dreamin'

Astrid’s POV

“Someone pick up the phone!” I said in between dreams.

I didn’t want to wake up, my body felt so relaxed. As the sound of the phone didn’t cease, I was forced to open my eyes and was faced by the most beautiful view. A sleeping (shirtless) Zayn whose hands were rounding my waist.

I took a second to appreciate my GREAT luck and then sat down to take charge of the phone. It was the phone of the hotel room that was ringing. Without even thinking about it, I picked it up and responded the call.

“Hello?” I asked lowly.

“Zayn?” A girl’s voice filled the speaker.

“Ummm…” I certainly didn’t know what to say.

“I’m sorry. Hello, is Zayn there?” She tried to ask more politely.

“Uh hello” I whispered kind of confused. “Yes, he is, but he’s sleeping”

“Wait, Astrid?” The voice talked and I stood in shock.

“Yes…” I was creeped out “I’m sorry, but I don’t recognize you…”

“Right, I’m sorry. I’m Doniya, Zayn’s sister.” Oh my fucking God.

“Oh right, hey Doniya!” I tried to sound as nice as I could.

“I’m sorry if I’m bothering.”

“No, you’re certainly not, it’s just that I just woke up and he is still half dead” I explained and she laughed.

“He’s a heavy sleeper” She chuckled. Her voice was almost like Zayn’s, but some tones higher “I was just calling to check up on him. He told me that you were going to LA, so I figured that he’d be ecstatic.”

“Oh wow, I guess that’s a hyperbole” I mocked and she laughed softly.

“Not at all, darling!” She screamed “You can’t imagine how much he talks about you. It’s tiring sometimes. Not that I have anything against you, you actually seem really nice; it’s just that I call my brother and he doesn’t even listen to me”

“Oh my God, my friends must say the same! That I talk too much about Zayn” I said with serious concern and she couldn’t help but laugh. “But he’s just a sweetheart”

“Yes he is” She sighed. “I’m really glad that you’re together, and I’m really looking forward to Christmas to meet you. You are coming, right?”

“I’m not 100% sure.” I gasped “My parents are still thinking about it”

“Right, I see” She let some air out “I swear that you’re the main discussion topic in my house. Nothing wrong, actually, all on the contrary. We are all really excited to meet you”

“I’m really excited to meet all of you too!” I lied. I actually was nervous as fuck. “Zayn talks really dearly about all of you.”

“I miss my lil bro” She laughed “But I’m really happy that he’s found you”

“I’m really happy to have found him” I said truthfully while looking at him “You want me to wake him up?”

“Yes, please. Pour some water on his face or something. Otherwise, he won’t move” She mentioned and I giggled.

“I’ll try to do it as sweetly as possible”

“Oh girl, you’re too sweet for the world.” She laughed and I did too.

“He’ll be right here” I said and she responded with an “Okay”

“Zayn, love” I spoke while hugging him and placing a kiss on his jawline. “Wake up, love” He groaned and I laughed “C’mon babe, let’s go” I moved him while touching his abs.