Letters to Zayn

Chapter 14

This may have been the shortest kiss in the human history, but it was the best moment of my life. Okay, it wasn't that short. But it was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Zayn's lips were so tender and soft. It was everything I ever expected and at the same time so much more. A few last tears were still running down my cheecks but I had an ear to ear grin across my face. I might be subjective but I'm pretty sure that Zayn was pretty happy as well.

For a moment neither one of us dared to break the silence and just kept staring at each other's eyes, as Zayn was holding my face in his hands. And it wasn't just my face that he had in his hands right now, he also had my heart. It might sound soon, crazy and what not, but I believe that he will have my heart forever, I can't imagine ever loving someone the way I love Zayn. I have never loved so deeply and never will.

"I love you, Zayn" It felt so good to say it without any fear of being rejected now.

" I love you too, Rebecca. Always have and always will" he said and planted a kiss on my cheeck. He hugged me so tight that I finally felt whole, as if I've never been broken. I felt as if I was holding my whole world in my arms right now, there was nothing else I could have needed, I had everything.

"You know what? I would love to stand like this forever, but I am quite tired after my trip and I couldn't fall asleep while waiting for you and I know, it's only 7p.m. right now but could we go lay down? I don't want to lose you out of my sight just yet"

"Of course we can, Zayn" I said smiling, took his hand in to mine and dragged him to my room. " Make yourself at home" With these words he took of his shirt, which kind of freaked me out. "What are you doing?"

" Oh sorry, does this make you feel uncomfortable? I just always sleep in my underwear and nothing else. Is that okay?

"I guess I can survive that" I responded with an awkward giggle. "I'll go change in my own pyjamas and go sleep on the couch. It's weird but I am actually already tired as well." It's unbelievable how Zayn made me forget everything that had happened in the past few weeks so quickly. And I wanted to forget it. To push it as far away in my brain as possible.

"You're not sleeping on the couch, no way I am letting you do that. I am the intrudor here"

"Intrudor? You're my guest and there is no way you are sleeping on the couch!" I said offended that he even thought I would let him do that.

"Well I am not gonna sleep on that uncomfortable couch either, so I guess there's only one solution" It took me a second to realise why his face was all glowing. It only hit me once I understood what the solution was.

"We're both sleeping in my bed. Okay, that sounds like a compromise" And as much as I love him I was not ready to get all physical and intimate with him, so I was happy that I had a double bed.

As soon as I got changed I just went under the covers of my bed and he did the same, probably not to get me uncomfortable. We kept talking and talking and he kept getting closer until he hugged me. As much as I thought I didn't want it, it felt so good that I did not push him away and we kept our random conversation going. I loved how comfortable it was, how comfortable I was with him. As if we were meant to be. But it couldn't just go so well. It was 10p.m. when our conversation was interrupted by a phone call. When he picked the phone to see who it was, I saw Perrie's face on the screen.

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To all my readers, thank you for your patience once again! Would love some comments :)