Sexuality Secret ( Book 4 )

Four

" Wake up Cara . Your future husband is calling . " with such force , Letty managed to pull away my comfort which in a blanket form .

" What ? " she waved my phone infront of my face , showing the incoming call

" Who the hell is my Future Husband ? I must be insane to save that kind of name . " huffing , I answer the call .

" Hello ? "

" Hey Cara . " the other voice slurred . I stare at my screen phone .

Future Husband . Zayn Malik .

" It's Zayn ! "

" It's Zayn . " he is mimicking me .

" Zayn , where are you ? Are you drunk ? " my questions is return with a giggle . High school girl kind of giggle .

" Tell me where you are . I'm coming to get you . " I reply seriously .

" I don't know . I'm lost . " he cheers . Yup , he is drunk as hell .

" Zayn , listen to me . Ask around where you are and I will come to get you . "

" I told you Cara . I'm lost . " what so happy about getting lost ?

" Oh my god , Zayn . "

" Miss Cara ? " another voice greeted me on the other line and this time , it seems much more sober and it's not Zayn .

" It's me . Can you tell me where Zayn at so I can come and get him ? " I heard Zayn giggling behind him . At least someone is sane enough .

" SOS club , second street from North London . Take the right exit from the highway and go straight . You will see the sign . " how the hell he gets that far
" Okay . Hold him until I get there . "

That's how I meet Zayn later on .

" Sorry to say Zayn but you are heavy like that damn elephant . What did they feed you ? " catching my breath , I glare at the drunken state Zayn .

Sure I did have this little dream of marrying him but hell , he is heavy . Too heavy for someone that wear skinny jeans and have skinny legs . Plus it was dark in here and I have tripped on almost every furniture he had to get to his bed .

" Are you going to leave me because I eat too much ? " he pouted , tugging on my sleeve .

" No Zayn . I'm not gonna leave you even you eat like a beast . " he smile for a moment before frown again .

" But we did break up . " what the heck he is saying ?

" Zayn , you are not in normal .. "

" You said you couldn't take the heat and the distance but you couldn't leave me either . That's why I'm breaking up with you . I don't want you to suffer . " okay , this is getting much weirder .

" Just go to sleep . You won't remember any of this in the morning . " I even doubt you will awake without the headache .

" You asked me if I still love you . " he sit up straight on his bed , holding my hand tight like he is afraid he might loose me if he let go .

" I still love you Perrie . This is hard but I have to do it for you . "

" What ? No Zayn . " I use my free hand to flick open the lamp table .

" It's me Cara . " he release my hand before scooting away .

" Cara ? " blinking his eyes , he stare at me like he just made a huge mistakes .

" Yes . It's Cara . Not Perrie . " with one swift motion , he waved me to get out and I must say , it's kinda hurt .

" Just have a rest okay . " I fake a smile when inside , I was bitching about how I have to drag him all the way here . He don't need it now .

" She knows that I still love her right ? " he asked out of the blues when I was about to exit his room .

" Yes . I'm sure that she knows that more than anything . " even I don't know what the hell happened . Did he broke the engagement ?

" But she said that she hated me . " I thought you want me to get out ?

Turning on my heels , I keep the fake smile on my face .

" Maybe she is mad . Everybody tends to say anything they didn't mean when they are mad . " it's true . I have done it all the time .

" It's all my fault . " he mumble under his breath and the next thing I know , he is crying . Zayn F-ing Malik is crying right infront of me .

" No Zayn . It's not your fault . " I rush to his side , taking his hand on mine .

" I .. want a normal .. life . A .. girl to .. love . A friends .. to be crazy .. with . This fame .. is stopping .. me .. to have .. a happy .. life . " he is shuttering , crashing himself into my chest .

" Calm down Zayn . Everything will be alright . " how the hell I supposed to comfort him . I am not Letty .

" The .. tour is .. taking .. away .. my time and .. now I .. have no one .. left . " he shouldn't say that .

" You have everyone Zayn . The boys , your family , the fans . Just because one girl didn't have a heart to take all the heat , doesn't mean you are loosing it all . " his big puffy hazel eyes look up at me .

" And you ? "

" Me what ? "

" Will you stay with me through .. thick and thin ? " his shuttering is slowing down as his eyes keep staring at me .

" Sure I will stay with you . As long as you want me too . " I speak honestly .

" But Perrie left me . " suddenly he pull away , making me frown at the sudden cold air .

" What am I doing ? Perrie would be mad at me if she saw us . "

" We weren't doing anything Zayn . " I rolled my eyes .

" Just leave . " okay then . When I was about to get off his bed , he speaks .

" Where are you going ? I thought you said you will stay ? " and I was thinking about slapping some sense into your brain Zayn Javaad Malik .

" You told me to leave . " I stated the obvious .

" I didn't say that . " can I slap him now ?

" Whatever Zayn . You want me to stay ? " I lay on the bed , pulling him to lay besides me .

" I will and if you dare kick me out next , I'm going to punch your face . " his only reply is snuggling himself with me .

" I won't . " is the last thing I hear before his snooring sound greet my ears .

Drama . Why this fandom is full of drama ?

I was about to plan the Zerrie splits for this book and then poof ! They splits for real .