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Chapter Seventeen
Maura’s pov
"Will you marry me?" Zayn asks getting down on one knee.
"Oh god yes!" I say while I jump up and down.
Zayn slides the beautiful ring down my little finger. It's all I’ve ever dreamed of. The right place, right time, right man...
"Zayn? Zayn?" I yell when Zayn is suddenly gone. "Zayn?" I look around.
I hear weird voices, animals making scary noises. My beautiful dress is torn apart lying on the dirty mud ground. I’m now wearing old cloths.
"Zayn!" I try to yell, scream, but there's no sound coming out of my mouth. "please! Help me, Zayn!", again no sound.
I feel big hands grab my neck. I can't breathe. I can’t breathe.
"ZAYN" I try to yell again.
"Maura… Maura" I hear a familiar voice say.
I try to run away, but my feet won't move.
"Maura, wake, Maura"
“Zayn! Help me, please.
"Maura. You're having a nightmare. Wake up"
Out of the blue I get a slap from reality. With a shock I open my eyes, finding myself in bed. Zayn is standing next to me as he looks worried.
"Maura, you're okay?" Zayn asks.
I shake my head and hug Zayn.
"Please don't die, or disappear, ever”
"I will do my best"
Zayn sits down next to me as I tell him about my dream. He though I was dying. I'm glad I wasn't. Because I first have to know it I like like Zayn, and when I know it, I still can’t die.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"Twelve 'o clock" Zayn answers.
"And is there anyone else here?"
I can remember that me and Zayn where on his roof, staring at the stars, and that I fell asleep, so I guess I'm in his guest room.
"Yes, Jessie, Niall and Harry" Zayn says with his extremely raspy voice.
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