Unknown Desire || Zayn Malik FanFic

Chapter Thirteen

Hey guys! Im so sorry about my absence, I've been super busy with band and now my season is over I have time to write again! I've been working on this chapter for a couple of months and now I think it's complete. I really hope you enjoy! xx

Chapter Thirteen:

**Sicily’s POV**

I could hear footsteps walking towards my room, “how did it go?” I hear a voice coming through my door and a slight knock. “You can come in William.” I giggle while turning on my laptop. “Did everything go okay? I just heard you close the front door and running up the stairs.” he says.

"Yeah, I went to the coffee shop and I saw him there." I paused. “He’ll be here around six again.”

"Oh good, I'll call you down when he's here."

I couldn't help to smile at his ease, "thank you William."

He walked off and I signed into skype to see the person that I wanted to talk to for days Payton. With no hesitation I clicked video call and waited for her to answer. It paused , then I saw a familiar face. "SIcily!" I hear the blonde scream on my laptop. "Hi!" I said smiling at her.

“Oh my god! I’ve missed you so much!” She said with a bright smile still on her face. “How’ve you been lately?”

"I'm doing good, how about you?"

"I'm doing good, it feel empty without you here." She sighs.

I sigh back and starts fiddling with my fingers, " I wish I could come back."

She giggles trying to ease my pain, "anything new?"

"Yeah I guess, I'm home alone right now, my parents left to Ireland last night apparently." I trail off still looking down.

"By yourself? I doubt they would ever  do that to you in a new country."

"I'm not technically by myself, they hired a 'butler' to help me out and keep an eye on the house and their business partner's son is watching over me too" I say with an annoyed tone.

"What's so bad about him?"

"He doesn't seem like a good person, he's polite and all but there's something about him that I don't like."

"Mhm, why do you say that?"

I sat there on my bed crisscrossed flinding with my hands once again.

"Well?" she questioned me again.

"It's the way we met." I said through my teeth in a hush tone.

"What?"

"It's the way we met, at my parents premire. I was at the party and the guy who was om my flight was there, and he was creeping on me. He was all in my presonal space and he woudln't let me go. Then he came and helped me out...That’s kinda how we met." I said letting my head drop.

"What's his name?"

"Zayn."

"Oh, well I don't know what to say."

"And I don't know what i'm doing since I'm going out to dinner with him later tonight."

Her eyes widen to my words, "seriously, why?"

"I gave him a second chance, to prove me that he's a good person."

"Interesting."

I look at the clock on my night stand,"I have to get ready in a few hours."