Beat of My Heart (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 30; I Got You

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"Woah! Sorry!" I opened my eyes and seen Louis covering his. "Harry, I told you we shouldn't just walk in. I told you!" He said. Harry also had his eyes covered and they were bumpy into things as they tried to get out of the room.

I slowly lifted Zayn's arm off of me and got up. I pulled Harry and Louis by their shirts and we sat on Zayn's couch in the living room.

"Be quiet you two! You'll wake him up!" I whisper yelled.

"Too late." He said walking into the room. He sat next to me on the couch. "What was that about?" He asked.

"Well, we had some news to tell you and we didn't think anybody besides you was here." Louis said.

"And we saw you shirtless and Tori was completely under the covers. We just assumed that..." Harry said but Zayn cut him off.

"We get it." He said chuckling. "What did you have to say now?"

"We have a little meet and greet tomorrow." Harry said.

"A text would've been nice for that," Zayn said. "Where? That one big strip mall again?"

"Actually it's in Ireland." Louis said. "And we will be there for a week."

A week. Well that's one thing about dating a guy from a famous boy band. You barley see them.

"A week?" Zayn asked putting his arm around me.

Louis looked at Harry.

"You can bring her." Harry smiled. "We already arranged that."

"Thanks you guys." I said.

"Anyways," Louis said standing up. "We have a Niall to wake up." Harry stood up and followed Louis out the door.

"I guess we should go pack." Zayn said.

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Zayn an I pulled into the driveway of my house. Moms car was still here. I took a deep breath. Zayn looked at me a squeezed my hand. We both got out of the car and walked up to the door. I slowly turned the knob and stepped in.

"Tori?" My mom came walking out of the den.

"I'll wait up in your room." Zayn Zayn squeezing my hand. He kissed my check and let go treading up the stairs.

Mom wrapped me in a hug once he was out of sight. My arms just awkwardly dangled there.

"Tori! I am so sorry for grabbing you and yelling!" Was all she could say.

"I bet." I scoffed.

"Look, Tori." She let go of me. "When I was 16 I dropped out of high school," my mouth dropped. Why didn't I know about this? "Then I got pregnant with you. All those memories of how tough it was just got to me." She said.

"Well mom, I'm 19. I'm not pregnant, and I didn't drop out. I don't see how it relates." I said.

"Tori, I don't know what went through my kind yesterday." She said. "Can you just except my apology?"

No. I don't want too. She hurt me and I'll never forget that. It was possibly the first time she ever laid her hands on me. I could live with myself if I don't though. I've read plenty of blogs about people who lost someone close to them after they got into a fight. They never got to forgive them and it was over something stupid.

"Uh, sure." I said.

She sighed.

"But I have to tell you something." I said.

"Anything."

"Well, I'm moving in with Zayn." I said.

She pursed her lips and nodded.

"Don't worry about me." I said.

"Trust me I won't. Zayn has got to be the nicest boy I've actually ever met in years. I know you haven't brought much home; well any home. But he's a nice boy and I trust him." She said hugging me.

"And I'm going to Ireland with him and the boys for a week or so." I said.

"Ok," she said. I could tell she got a little uneasy about it.

"Well, I'm gonna go pack." I said.

"Well, before you leave I think I should tell you," she said.

"Tell me what?" I asked.

"Rosie isn't coming back." She said.

"W-what." I stutter shocked.

"She doesn't have a job here anymore. We don't need her. And she wants to be with her family."

"Is she coming back?" I asked.

"No." She said putting her hand on my shoulder. "But she wrote this for you." She handed me a small blue pink envelope.

"Thanks." I said. "Well, I should go pack."

I went up the stairs and turned into my room. Zayn had his back faced to me.

"Hey." I said.

His head whipped to the side so he could see me. He turned around with his hand behind his back.

"Hi." He said.

"What's that?" I asked stepping towards him.

"What's what?" He said stepping back.

"What's behind your back?" I asked.

"Oh this?" He asked pulling out my song book. "Um, I'm not sure."

"Hey!" I grabbed it from him. "That's personal!"

"Sorry, sorry." He said. "I almost sat on it so I picked it up to move it. The title isn't something you pass up." He said pointing at the book in my hands.

'Tori's Super Song Book' was poorly written on the front. But c'mon, I was ten.

"Did you read any?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Just filled through the pages."

I sighed. "Okay. I'll just pack for Ireland. When we come back we can get the rest of my stuff."

He nodded. He came over and wrapped his arms around me, bringing me into a tight hug.

"I'm so happy that we are doing this." He said.

"I am too." I smiled pulling away kissing his cheek. "Let's get this over with."

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SONG OF THE CHAPTER;

Lego House

Ed Sheeran

Sorry it's short. I'm planning things...