Texting Zayn Malik

Two Questions, Being Serious and Love

Zayn's POV

"Wake up Zayn!" I heard a voice.

A girl's voice.

"Iris?" I whispered.

"No Zayn! What are you talking about? Who's Iris?"

"Oh Gigi, sorry. I was, uhm, I had a dream. Iris, and I and I don't know." I rambled.

"It's okay Zayn. Wake up now. Today we've to go for the American Music Awards!"

"Yeah Gi, I know." I said, not a bit interested.

"Zayn! Quickly get up and get ready!"

"Yeah okay."

*Poing*

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Birthday Girl : Thanks for coming over yesterday. I enjoyed a lot.

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I smiled.

The scenes from my dream flashed in my mind making my smile grow broader.

I had a dream in which Iris and I were running around in a beautiful ground. The sky was filled with stars and the moon shining ever so brightly, we were just chasing each other and laughing.

However childish it sounds, it made me a happy. And I don't even want to think why.

Yesterday was one of the best days of my life. And when I came to know that the guy from hospital was her brother, I was literally the happiest man alive.

Woah wait there my boy. Wait a second. Just re-think what you just thought. You're acting as if you're in love with her and now you came to know that who you thought was her boyfriend was actually her brother, so you're happy that now as you have a chance with her.

Actually, you're right. I shouldn't think this way.

I changed her name back to 'Iris' and then decided to reply too her message.

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Me : Thanks, I enjoyed too.

Iris : Yeah, you guys made the day unforgettable.

Me : I have a couple of questions for you.

Iris : Nope, first, I have a question for you.

Me : But my question is kinda important.

Iris : So is mine.

Me : Ugh okay, go on...

Iris : Are you gonna win the award tonight?

Me : What?

Iris : I mean, they inform the winners earlier, don't they?

Me : Nope.

Iris : Oh okay.

Me : Now, can I ask my questions?

Iris : Yep, go on. You've one question left.

Me : What?

Iris : Done. Anything else?

Me : What the hell?

Iris : You asked two questions. One, 'Now, can I ask my question?' and 'What?'.

Me : Ugh, this is serious Iris.

Iris : Oh oops, well, go on.

Me : Have you ever been in love?

Iris : What?

Me : Have you ever been in love?

Iris : Why are you asking me that?

Me : Just answer.

Iris : Uhm, I don't know.

Me : Please, answer.

Iris : Do you really want an honest answer?

Me : Isn't that obvious? :/

Iris : Yeah. Actually, I think I do but I'm not sure.

Me : What do you mean?

Iris : He's not mine. And if it's true love then we should've been together. So, I don't know.

Me : Now, I'll ask my second question.

Iris : Okay.

Me : Who's he?

Iris : Who's who?

Me : Who's the guy whom you think that you love?

Iris : Sorry Zayn, I cannot tell this.

Me : Why?

Iris : Sorry, I just can't.

Me : Please tell me Iris. Please.

Iris : Bye.

Me : Iris, please.

Iris : Sorry, Bye Zayn.

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This was kinda a filler. The next chapter will be better though, much better.

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