Blinded By Love

SIX

"Wake up," the voice said again, "Diana?"

I was too sleepy to open my eyes or to even care who was calling out my name.

"Well, looks like someone doesn't want to meet me. And in that case, I think it's better for me to leave." the voice said.

God! I had to admit that this person had a voice to die for! Dark and deep. And his accent, I would give up everything to hear his voice again and again. I wish I could record it. "Diana?" Ah! Again.

By this time, I was half conscious and decided to give a face to the voice.
I rubbed my eyes and opened them.

I saw him.

The pictures did not lie.

Everything about him was better.

Shit! Now, I might sound creepy here, but what I saw then, was something I had never felt before and would never do.

Everything around me, ceased to happen.

My mom, who was sitting next to him, froze.

Time slowed down.

I could only see him.

He was in a white shirt and black jeans.

He looked striking,

It seemed like someone had shined a multitude of lights in my life.

I was going numb in my fingers.

He looked so prepossessing. God! Zayn!

Zayn!

Suddenly, I felt a tear escape from the corner of my eye. I couldn't believe it was happening.

"Z-Zayn? Are you r-real?" I heard myself say.

"Of course I am!" he laughed.

"Ho-how did you-" before I could complete my sentence, Zayn came forward and took me into arms and it felt like everything was right with the world again; like two broken pieces of magnet had met again; like an eternity had passed in a moment.

I couldn't stop crying.

"Uh, I received a call from your dad. He told me about you, about your eye. And I left for Ireland as soon as I could." he said.

What? My dad?

"What? Dad? He called you? Mom? Did, did you know-"

"Yes honey, I did." she laughed. They both laughed.

"You don't worry. I'm here. And I'm gonna stay here as long as you want me to do." Zayn said.

GOD! I was pretty sure that I was going to die because of Zayn.

"Okay." I said as I looked into his eyes.

He was more beautiful than any camera could ever capture.

His eyes told a different story.

His body swayed around and told a different tale.

He gazed back at me. Like an artist looks at his muse, full of stray passion and tenderness at the same time.

I trembled from the sheer intensity of his gaze, fearful that he would look right past the vanity directly into my soul.

My heartbeats rose and came down as we talked.

As he talked, I told myself, "This is the best sight in the whole damn world."

"Um, let's have a staring contest" I said.

"No," he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I get lost in your eyes every time they meet mine."

"What?! What did he say? Lost in my eyes? Shouldn't I be the one who gets to say this?" I said to myself.

We talked for hours, laughing, hugging, jumping and singing our favorite songs.

"I can't believe this girl! She's not ready to wake up. She's so annoying. Look at her! She's smiling while sleeping! I bet, it's that bloody Zayn again!" someone shouted.
Before I could open my eyes, a splash of water hit my face hard.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!" I shouted as I saw Levi standing near my bed with a bucket in his hands.

"What? A dream?" I sat down on my wet bed, crying as I realized that it was nothing more than a beautiful dream. A dream. Just a dream. Again.

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