Beat of My Heart (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 23; The News

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I was sitting on the couch with Zayn we were cuddled up listening to his iPhone on shuffle. 'Just Give Me A Reason' by P!nk came on.

"This songs the best." I said.

He nodded.

Pst....

I trend my head to Zayn. Seems he didn't hear it.

Pssssst....

"I'll be back." I stood up and walked 

into the kitchen. I felt hands on my shoulders.

"Zayn, you can't scare me!" I said.

"What was that?" I heard from the den.

My heart stopped.

"Shhh. It's okay." They whispered. "I just want to let you know I love you, and that boy is a very lucky to have a girl like you."

I slowly turned around.

"No!" I screamed. "It's impossible!

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"Tori!" I was shaken. I opened my eyes and I was in my bed.

"I think you had a bad dream," he said. "You were screaming 'no'." He said.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"What happens in your dream?" He asked.

"Well. We were sitting listening to music as I got up to go to the kitchen and someone grabbed my shoulders." I said.

"And...?" He asked.

"That's it.." I lied.

"Who was it?" He asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Well. It's 3am. There's still time to sleep." He said smiling. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

I couldn't fall asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about the dream. Whoever it was obviously knew that Zayn and I are together. So its someone I know.

'I just wanted to let you know I love you.'

Zayn adjusted letting out a breath.

There was one question still lingering around in my mind.

Exactly who was that?

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I woke up in the morning and yawned. I looked at my phone. Eight o'clock. I sighed and unwrapped Zayns arms from around me. Well he won't be up for awhile. I went to my closet and shut the door just incase he does.

I changed into some dark skinny jeans and just kept the Hakuna Matata sweatshirt on. I slipped on some silver sparkly boots and a matching belt. I put my hair into a high ponytail and slipped on my glasses. I took a sticky note and scribbled a note on it.

Going for a walk; 

Be back soon 

-T

I stuck it to the pillow. I walked down stairs. I decided take Mojo. He hasn't been in awhile. I grabbed the leash and hooked it to his collar.

It was pretty warm outside. I really didn't need the sweatshirt. I took out my phone as I walked and got onto twitter.

'@louisbumbun: @iamtorireed @zaynmalik So are you guys together....? This looks like love.'

There was a picture of me and Zayn laughing after he stuck the Mustache to my upper lip.

I laughed to myself. I didn't tweet back. I'm not sure if Zayn wants to admit it yet. Sometimes I feel like he's embarrassed because he makes me keep it secret. Even on that interview. I never even talked to him about that. The boys obviously thought he was going to say something from the way they looked at him. Well, is he embarrassed of me? I mean I'm not perfect. Hell, nobody's perfect. Except Beyonce, she's pretty amazing. But why is Zayn hiding me? He seems to accept me. So why can't his fans?