You have never run so fast in your entire lifetime. You had been running around the house trying to find a way out. But of course this house was like some big maze. You run past this really weird statue, and you couldn’t breathe. So you just sit on the floor for a couple of minutes. You are positioned to where you are sitting in front of the statue, and you glance up at it. You noticed that it was very detailed and you thought it looked very familiar. Your heartbeat had gone back to normal. You thought about those words that were said, “Well done son.” What the hell was that supposed to mean?
You remembered that they were probably looking throughout the house looking for you. You got up, and continued searching the house for a way out. And then you thought that God had sent you a miracle. You spotted a door, and ran to it. Just as I am about to open the door, someone says behind me, “Where do you think you are going?”
You begin to scream in terror, and shut your eyes right away. As someone comes and wraps their arms around you, suddenly making you feel safe again. You open up your eyes again to see Zayn. “It was just a nightmare babe, you are safe now. I won’t let anyone hurt you, I promise.” You realized that you were crying. The dream felt so real, you didn’t understand. But that didn’t change your feelings towards Zayn. “What happened yesterday? Or before I went to sleep?” “Well remember that asshole tried to hurt you and I saved you, and you didn’t wake up for about 3 days. You scared me so much. And actually I haven’t told you this yet, but it was during that time when I realized I liked you so much. That’s why I asked you out, I needed you wake up and I refused to lose you. Not just as my best friend, but because you stole my heart a long time ago…” He finally admits. “So you didn’t try to kill me or anything like that?” He just looked at you in confusion. “Are you okay? Do you need some more tea? No more sleep though; you’ve rested for too long. Besides I have the whole day planned for us.”
“What are we going to do Zayn?” “That, my lady, is a surprise.” “Okay! I’m going to go get ready babe.” “I will too, love.” “Hey babe?” “Yes?” “What’s the date?” “Saturday, February 14th.” The first that ran through your mind was,Today is Valentine’s Day, and yesterday was Friday the 13th, and I don’t remember what happened before the brief moments where Zayn and I became a couple. It was probably nothing; you got into the shower and started to get ready for this mysterious day planned with your boyfriend.
