How Great Love is (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter 5

When I woke up again I ran straight downstairs remembering I had a free house, so I put music on and danced around my kitchen, making breakfast, I went for a bacon sandwich. So I grabbed the frying pan and put it on the oven before leaving the oil to heat up. I decided to download the Up All Night album to my iPod, as soon as I put it on, memories from being in the crowd the night before came flooding back. Nothing was going to bring me down today.

I checked my phone quick to see I had a new message, from Zayn.

“Oh, hows school so far & nothing rly, sitting on my bunk we get the day off today and tomorrow, so got the comfort of an actual bed in a hotel :) x”

“I didnt end up going in, their was noone to wait for the package being delivered, and well atleast you can get some decent sleep then :) x”

I sat back for a moment, and thought. ”Oh my god, I’m texting Zayn Malik from One Direction? How many girls would kill to be me right now!” 

We were texting all day, and never got bored of eachother, that’s something I really liked, when I text luke, we’re never able to text all day, because he ends up driving or doing something else. Some times it felt like, he just plain didnt want to talk to me. But with Zayn, it’s like i know his not talking to me because he has to, he genuinley wants to talk to me. It was 4:00 mums package had arrived, was from Avon so i didn’t bother sneaking a peak at what it was. I was watching Spongebob, being 16 isn’t an excuse to stop watching it! I was rudely interupted by a pounding  at the door. I heaved myself off of the sofa before creeping down the hall, wondering who could be voilently knocking at the door. I opened the door slightly to sneak a peek at the angry figure befor me.

Mellisa’s POV.

I opened the door wider, as Luke came storming through. Slamming his feet on my floorboards as he did so. He sat down on my sofa, I could tell he was angry about something. His hands were shaking, he didn’t even look me in the eye. “Whats wrong?” I asked as he tightened his fists “Remember? you text me yesterday asking to meet me outside your school today, 45 minutes I was stood there waiting, you never showed? I come here and see you’re just lazing around all day?! What did you forget you had a boyfriend you needed to see? Or did that slip your mind whilst watching your childish TV programs?!” He shouted with such meaning, I felt terrible, but I’m the stubborn type of girl, so I stood up for myself, protesting against his argument. “Childish?” I hissed “If I’m so childish, tell me, why are you with me?!”I continued. To which his reply broke me. “I ask myself that question, every night.”