I was forced to act quickly, I had no time to waste. I just started ripping the letters apart right in fron of Zayn's eyes. The look on his face was easily readable. He was shocked, surprised and confused all at the same time. And me? I gathered all of my strength not to let the tears that were now filling my eyes cover my cheecks.
Some people say that physical pain is the worst. They clearly have never been in such situation as I am right now. As my hands were already full of tiny pieces of what were letters to Zayn just a few seconds ago, I rushed past my best driend to the trash box and threw away a piece of my own heart. I started pinching my fingers really hard, because it was the only way left that I knew of stopping myself from sobbing.
Zayn stood accross the room with his mouth opened.
"What.. what on earth was that?"
He was so shocked by what he had just seen that he could barely form a sentence. I had to react quickly. I should have. Unfortunately, I was too broken to be able to think about the future and what my words will do to either one of us.
" These were letters. Pieces of paper that were filled with my heart and soul, of everything there is inside of me.
Still confused, Zayn tried to talk again.
"Who were these for?" His eyebrows formed a line like they always do when he is concerned.
"They were for you. I know it's stupid, but I had to put all that I feel for you somewhere. It doesn't matter now anyway, because.." My sentence was interrupted by a rush of words coming from Zayn.
" What do you mean it doesn't matter? You think I can't see how hard you are fighting your tears back right now? I'm not dumb or blind, Rebecca, and I care about you way too much to just ignore it. Sometimes you just have to let it all out." WIth these words he started coming closer to me. I began to take tiny steps backwards until I reached the kitchen counter and had to stop.
Once Zayn reached me he pulled me into his warm embrace. I couldn't help but hug him tight, wishing I could hold on to him like this forever. He broke the short silence.
" What kind of feelings were you writing about in those letters? Please don't hide it from me anymore, it's getting really hard to handle the fact that you are no longer telling me everything that is boiling in your head. We used to be so close, why does it have to change?"
I took a step back so I could see his eyes while saying the next words.
" Because I am in love with you Zayn! And it's all too complicated... No one has ever made me feel the way you do and I don't thik anyone ever will. When I am with you I feel like I am actually worth fighting for. Like I am not just a crazy, awkward, shy girl who would never attract anyone. But what does it matter now? Just a few minutes ago you told me that you got yourself a girlfriend."
For some reason what I said put a smile on Zayn's face, while tears were streaming down my face.
"Aren't you something to admire? You will always be the only girl worth fighting for to me" with these words he wiped away my tears" If you really feel that way about me" He waited for a nod before he continued" Then nothing else matters to me. I've been waiting for this moment for so long that now I'm never letting you go." He destroyed the distance between us and pressed his soft and warm lips against mine.
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Letters to Zayn
Fiksyen PeminatA journey of a 19-year-old who is in love with a famous band member Zayn Malik. They've known each other since childhood, but Rebecca never had the courage to tell Zayn the way she feels about him. She finds that the best way to do so is writing let...