The Phone call - Zayn Malik

Two Years Later / epilogue

After two years.....

Zelmirah

Tringgggg. Tringgggggg.

I stir slightly in my bed, and snuggle into my blanket, wrapping an arm around my pillow.

Tringggggg.Tringgggggggg.

I open my eyes,well try to and pick up my head a bit, straining my ears to try and listen to what seemed like the landline ringing.

Nothing. Throwing my head back in the pillow, I close my eyes.

Tringgggg.Tringggggggg.

What the hell ?

I squint at the bed side clock and see that it's 10 minutes to midnight.

What the hell ?

It felt like I just slept, but in reality I had been sleeping the entire day because of two reasons, one I was really tired after my flight back from Italy and two I was upset because no one and by no one I mean not even Rae and Verra had been there to pick me up or even meet me at the house.

I was really excited to get back home after almost two years, and I thought that everyone would be happy to have me back but it seemed like no one remembered. And on top of that, it was my birthday tomorrow, that is in 10 minutes but no one had even called me the entire day.

Tringggggg. Tringggggggg.

I huff in annoyance, and sit up, rubbing my eyes repeatedly. Putting my mess of a blue green hair in a bun, I grab my phone and turn on the flashlight to figure out where the hell the switch was.

I turn it on and off repeatedly, but there's no light.

What the hell ?

Great. Now there's no electricity. Such a good way to start your birthday.

I head downstairs to see that it's completely dark, and before I reach the living room where the land line was I trip on the last step, falling on my face and my phone dying with a sickening crack.

I groan loudly in annoyance, and get up, making my way blindly to where I think the living room is.

Tringggg.Tringgggggggg. ( Every next Tringg. Tringg 😂 means it's on a new phone )

I glare at the spot where the bell was coming from and head towards it. I pick it up, and

" Perché cazzo mi stai chiamando a quest'ora ? "

( Why the fuck are you calling me at this hour ? )

" You won't change Zel. " A voice says, which I immediately recognize, a confused smile making it's way on my face.

" Zay-"

" Shhhhh, Now listen to me. "

And before I could listen, he hangs up.

Now seriously , What the hell ?

I stare at the phone helplessly, wondering what was going on but then suddenly a phone starts ringing again.

Tringggggg.Tringgggggg.

Looking around, I spot an iPhone lying on the couch. Heading towards it, I accept the call and -

" The first time I talked to you, you went all out with anger, and that too in Italian which by the way flew right over my head. "

I chuckle lightly, remembering the first time we talked and I had mistaken him for Mr.something and blown up on him.