Last Dance.(Zayn Malik Fan-fic)

Chapter 19

Midnight.

Florence and the machine played silently throw my computer speakers as I awaited my prince charming arrival.

Tomorrow. He was leaving tomorrow.

I couldn't cope with the fact that I had only gotten closer with him for only a short time, and then he throws at me that he was going back to Bradford.

I waited.

'This is a gift, it comes with a price. Who is the lamb and who is the knife?' Florence and the machine lyrics played straight from my speakers. 

When was Zayn going to get here?

What if he wants more? What if him coming over isn't just to spend the night, but a goodbye? A night he will make me to remember him most from.

I didn't want that, I wanted him to let me know that he will still be here for me, even if he was across the ocean.

What if he meets someone else? And he does what he did to his ex with me? If he cheated on his ex and then broke up with her for me, what makes me think he won't do it again?

Oh god, I hope not. . .

The door bell rang.

My head lifted from my bed. He was here. I got up fast and swiftly ran down my stairs. But I stopped before the door to fix up my hair.

He was here. To give me my last night with him.

I opened the door.