Chapter 17-Not a chance

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Danny was asleep but I wasn't even bothering to try. I had my phone in my hand, staring at the message I wrote for Zayn but wondering if I should send it. I was always close to touch over the button but stopped.

"Fuck it" I cursed and put my phone on the table without sending it. 

I turned my back to the phone so I was facing Danny. He was so gorgeous, handsome, treated me like a  princess...sometimes. But still there was something missing. And to be honest, he's changed so much that I feel like I don't know him anymore. 

I turned around when I heard my phone vibrat.

" Meet me on the hallway after 10 minuets"

It was from Zayn. My heart started pounding for real now. I got up quietly so I wouldn't wake Danny. I went to the bathroom to take a look at me. Thank god I forgot to clean the make up off my face.

I waited and waited and finally I heard footsteps outside my door.

I looked at Danny once again. He was snoring so he was defiantly asleep. I opened the door quickly and closed it behind me so the light wouldn't fill up the hotel room.

I looked at Zayn. He was wearing grey sweatpants and white T-shirt. If I wasn't wrong I could see his abs through the shirt. Damn.

" Come on" He started walking and all I could do was to follow him. He was mad. So mad. But so was I. I wasn't gonna forget that he was engaged.

Oh my god he's engaged.

Again I felt like crying over it. Why?

" Seriously where are we going?" I asked pissed after walking for 5 minuets with out saying a word.

" Not that tone Tara" He said without looking at me.

" Excuse me?" Not that tone? Who was he? My boss?

" You're excused, and yeah I'm kinda your boss" That idiot answered.

" Keep walking" I wanted to punch him so so badly. And I'm not that violent at all. 

Finally Zayn started to slow down. He opened a door that didn't lead to a regular hotel room.

" What is this?" I asked confused as I saw brooms in the corner.

" Just get in, now"  His voice was strong and he looked like he wasn't in the mood for any games.

I did what I was told.

He got in right after me.

" Zayn why are cleaning-" I was grabbed by the waist and turned around. He pressed his lips against mine. I couldn't help it but kiss back and wrap my arms around him.

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