A cup of Sugar (Zayn Malik fanfic)

Oh you can.

“Juliet we’re home!” she heard her mother’s call from the bottom of the stairs. Her footsteps making their up to her room. She quickly put her phone on silence like Waylia had thought her and stuck it under her pillow. She had completely forgotten her parents were coming home today. She grabbed a book in time as her mom opened her door.

“Hi mom how was your meeting?” Juliet asked like every time her parents came home.

“It went well. Your father bought you some new books you might like,” he mother said with a smile.

“That’s great. Where are they?” she asked

“Down stairs,” her mother said.

“Ok I’ll be there in a bit, let me just finish this chapter,” Juliet said. Her mom nodded.

She grabbed her phone once her mom disappeared and texted Zayn as fast as she could.

To Zayn: My parents are home. Talk to you later

She pressed send and went downstairs getting a hug from her father.

“Hi sweetie how are you?” he asked.

“Fine, I was just catching up on some reading,” Juliet responded.

“I got you some books!” he said happily.

“Yeah mom told me!” Juliet said happily when in reality all she wanted to do was go upstairs and talk to Zayn.

Time seemed to pass by so slow as her parents told her about their trip. Once it was nine o clock her parents decided it was time to turn themselves in for the night. Juliet hugged them goodnight and made her way up stairs. She was so happy that her room was up stairs and her parents were down in the first floor.

She grabbed her phone and texted Zayn. He asked if they could video chat. Juliet thought it wouldn’t be too much of a risk and agreed. She soon got a request to video chat and accepted the call.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“How you doing?” he asked.

“Fine, my parents came home today and brought me books,” Juliet responded to his question.

“That’s nice. I get to visit my parents before I leave for to North America,” Zayn said.

Juliet didn’t know what to do with the new information. But the one question that rose to her mind was, “What is it that you do Zayn?”

Zayn was a little shocked with her sudden interest in his job, but decided that if he was going to try and convince her of coming on tour with him she had to know. How had it slipped his mind that he hadn’t told her? What if she doesn’t want to associate with people that are attacked by strangers? Well she doesn’t know it yet, but when she does will she stick by him?

“I’m in a band, a boy band,” he said slowly.

“Oh you can sing?” Juliet asked intrigued. Juliet somehow already knew this. She kind of figured it out when he heard the interview on the radio. It was the same name and voice, how could it not?

Zayn let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes. Maybe she won’t freak out when she sees the crazy life we live.

“People think I can,” Zayn said humbly.

Oh you can Zayn. Juliet thought.

“Well if you’re in a band I think it means you can,” Juliet said.

“You haven’t even heard me,” Zayn said quietly.

“Well then sing something for me,” Juliet said lying down.

“What do you want me to sing?” Zayn asked.

“Sing something that made people look at you twice,” Juliet said softly. Her body wanting sleep to take over already.

Zayn thought about it and decided to just sing the song he had tried out with.

“You should let me love you

Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need

Ooh Baby good love and protection

Make me your selection

Show you the way love's supposed to be

Baby you should let me,” he sang the chorus.

“That was beautiful Zayn,” Juliet yawned.

“Go to sleep Juliet, I’ll talk to you tomorrow, sweet dreams,” Zayn whispered.