"You can let it go
You can throw a party full of everyone you know
And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love
You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up"
When 20 year old Matilda moved down to London after growing up qu...
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Harry
Waking up from a deep sleep that I could have been in for hours with the girl I like in my grip. No matter how hard I try and blink wanting to see if it is real or I'm just living in my daydreams. I had the best day yesterday since my sister died. I felt like a part of me died too.
Hearing a phone viberating on a bedside table. I feel Matilda move in my arms due to her sleep being distracted. Still half asleep I reach over and grab the device that has put a weight on my shoulder. A weight like I was just living in my dreams and now everything has just come back to real life. Checking the time, I noticed it's 5:00am. Checking the caller id that is flashing Zayns contact name in my phone. I feel a weird feeling in my gut telling me something is wrong. It's like daja vu all over again. I see my phone shaking from the shainess of my hands from the anxiety rushing around my body.
Zayn only calls me in emergencies.
Taking a deep breath before accepting the call. It could be anything. I just hope that it won't be news like last time.
"Harry" Zayns business voice is active. I can tell he's freaking out inside but putting on an emotionless voice to not get me panicking.
"Zayn what's up?" I ask nervously. I bring Matilda closer towards me as she brings me the confort that I need at this moment.
"H is Matilda safe?" He asks in distress. I wanted to tell him yes and that she's asleep in my bed but I just go with the simple answer that will not involve him asking many questions about us. I can almost hear it in his voice that he knew she would be with me but I just cant be open about what happened with us when I dont even know what we are.
"I think so the last time I talked to her she was in Izzys apartment with Miles while they were having drinks?" I ask in concern while making up a lie. Why does he want to know if Matilda is safe? Why does he sound emotionless? Why is he not telling me anything in general about what the fuck is happening?
"Okay" I hear him sigh out a breath of relief.
"Zayn what's happening?" I ask in concerne while sliding out of the covers leaving Matilda's body in the middle of my king sized bed. My body temperature feels colder as I get further away from her warmth.
"H dont panic but i'm at work and I am looking into the shooting that happend last month. I see that they are planning to attack near Matildas appartment" He slowly announces not knowing how i will react.
"Okay?" I ask not feeling like his words have processed in my brain eventhough ive been on high alert ever since he has called me.
"Okay? Harry, did you hear me?" He shouts down the phone like I'm death.
"Yeah I fucking did" I feel my body relax as I know that there has been no death involved. "So when are they attacking?" I want to know more about what is happening. He hasn't told me everything and I know that.
