Sadie’s POV
After everyone left, I went up to bed I was beat. I woke up the next morning feeling amazing; I had a feeling something really good was going to happen today. I walked out of my room and ran down the hall to Liam’s. I opened his door slowly, he was still sleeping. I got a huge jolt of energy and without realizing I was running towards him. I jumped in top of him.
“MORNING DEAREST BROTHER!” I screamed in his ear.
“Sadie what the hell? Get off!” I gave him a quick kiss on the fore head and went to the bathroom for a shower. I turned on my shower playlist so I could sing my heart out into a shampoo bottle. I started to think about Zayn. There goes my mood. Was he right? Am I a bitch? Liam calls me that all the time but I always brushed it off because he was my brother. Maybe I was just over-reacting; I obviously wasn’t going to admit that though. I got out and wrapped a fluffy white towel around my body. I walked into the hall and I heard Zayn.
“Liam, man, let me just talk to her.” He was saying. He wants to talk to me?
“Sorry Zayn, I just don’t think she wants to talk to you right now.” Liam was playing hard to get for me! Smart kid, I’ll thank him later. I walked into my room and changed. A minute later I heard the door shut. Liam came up the stairs and knocked on my door.
“Zayn was just here. I sent him away. ”He said.
“Oh, okay. Er, thanks!” I said, not wanting him to know I heard the whole thing. He turned and went for a shower. I finished my make-up and my hair was mostly dry when I heard a tap on the window. I looked over and nothing was there, just the same old oak tree that’s always been there. The one Liam and I used to climb down and sneak out on weekends. I heard it again. I walked over to the window. Zayn was standing in my backyard throwing rocks at my window. This was too cliché, I had to hide my giggling. I opened my window and looked over.
“What?” I asked.
“Can I please talk to you?” he asked. I slammed my window shut. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could to the back door. I opened it to find Zayn, head down.
“Hey.” I said. Damn. I was out of breath. I looked like a desperate mess. His face lit up.
“Come on.” I said lightly. We went back up to my room. I shut the door and sat on my bed. I motioned for him to sit on the chair in front of my vanity.
“How are you?” he asked casually.
“For real? You came here and threw rocks at my window to ask how I was?” I asked impatiently.
“Well, no.” he sighed. “Sadie I don’t know how to say this so I’m just gonna say it all. I was an ass at the mall Monday.” I nodded approval for him to keep going. “And I am really sorry for it. I’m also really sorry for calling you a bitch Friday night. I don’t know what came over me. To be honest I think you’re the kindest, most honest person I’ve ever met. I never meant to hurt you. I was hoping you would forgive me. But I understand if you hate me.”
“I don’t hate you. “ I whispered looking down. He got up from the chair and stood before me.
“Sadie, truth is I think I like you. Like really like you. I’m hoping you still like me so I don’t have to make a total ass out of myself in front of you again.” I looked up and smiled. I stood up took a deep breath.
“Zayn, I forgive you.” I said. He looked at me waiting for more. “And, I like you too. A lot.” He smiled a gorgeous smile at me. He took a step forward. He was looking down at me. His eyes wandered to my lips, hungrily. He grabbed me around the waist and kissed me softly. My knees buckled but suddenly I was steady again. He kissed me harder and I kissed him back wrapping my arms around his neck. I peeked out under my eyelids to make sure this was actually happening. I started to smile. He pulled away.
”What?” I asked.
“Nothing” he said smiling. I looked into his eyes. Wait, I’m shorter than him! He lowered me back to the carpet. He must’ve lifted me up when my knees wobbled. I grinned.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing” I teased. He was perfect.
“Sadie, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.
“Why do you look so nervous? You think I would say no?” I stood on my tip toes and kissed him again. Everything fell into place in that moment. He was mine, and I was his. Perfection.
