The Phone call - Zayn Malik

Chapter 13

15 September. 10:30 p.m

" Hey Mister Malik. " I say picking up the phone on the second ring.

A huge smile breaks out on my face as I hear her voice. " How would you know it's me ? "

I scold myself for being so to pick the phone up. " You are the only one who dares to call at this time Mister Malik. " I reply truthfully.

I chuckle at her reply. " And you still talk to me? You are making me feel special Miss Winters." I reply cheerily.

I don't know what to say to that. It was true, if someone else was calling me at this time, they won't be seeing the light of the next day. Guess, he was special .

" So what you been up to today Miss Winters ? "

" Work and Work." I reply in a tired voice. As the fashion week approached , it was becoming all the more hectic at the store.

My brows scrunch up in confusion. " You work too ? "

" You can say that but I am just helping out my Mom."

There is a sadness in her voice as she answers me. But then again I might be just over thinking things. " That's a good thing to do. "

" Yeah . So what about you Mister Malik? Played at any parties tonight ? "

" Not really. I mean I am on a break. " I reply.

One direction goes on a break for a month. " And what you doing during the break? Talking to me? " I ask jokingly.

" That sounds good to me." I reply cheekily.

Why am I smiling like a maniac?

" Well I am spending some time with my family. You don't really get to meet them when you are doing shows all around the wo- ...... All around London. "

" Yeah I get how it feels to be away from family. " I reply as I stare at family picture at the side table.

There it was again. That emotionless tone. Her voice sounded so dead and empty whenever she talked about her family. Did something happen?
" Is that One Direction playing in the background? " The words just leave my mouth as I hear my high note in You&I in the background.

I silently chuckle as he asks me the question. One Direction playing in the background while I talk to Zayn Malik. Coincidence? Maybe not.

" Yeah. You listen to them too? "

Why does it feel like she is teasing me? Has she known it is me all the time or she genuinely doesn't know?
" Yeah. They are great."

I really want to laugh.
" Hmmm. My friend sent me their songs so I was just hearing them out. The high notes particularly are beautiful. "

" Tha-.... Yeah they are a talented band. My sisters love them."
Oh God. I almost said thank you.

Zayn Malik has 3 sisters. If he is trying to hide his identity, he is majorly sucking at it.
" Oh! You have sisters ? "

Great going Zayn. " Yeah. 3 of them actually." Well one thing is clear, I cannot lie for shit .

" What about you? You have any siblings? "

He asks the question I knew at some point I will have to talk about. I keep myself from crying and take in a deep breath .

I hear her taking a deep breath as if preparing herself for the answer.

" Had, ummm I had a little sister . My family, Mom and Dad and my sister, they died in an accident a while back. "

Oh. " Umm.. That's... I don't know what to say.. "

" It's okay. Really." I reply .

" I lost my grand dad too. It was a hard and I am not saying that I have gotten over it. There's not a single day I don't miss him. But you get to learn to live with knowing that even if they are not here physically , they rest within our hearts. You will find them in every little corner of you."

" I hope I can be as strong as you Mister Malik." I reply honestly, his words touching my heart.

" You have come this far Miss Winters, you are already strong."

My lips curve into a smile and for the first time I feel that maybe I could be strong, maybe I could get through this.

" I think you should get some sleep now Miss Winters. " I say even though I still wanted to talk to her.

" That would be nice. Goodnight Mister Malik." I reply as I keep the phone down and go to my room with a smile on my face.