The phone call that changed my life

I didn't want to go

I wasn't ready to say we were dating. I don't even know what type of relationship we have now.
I introduced Zayn to everyone then we sat on the table and we started to eat.

"This is so much better than the one we ate at the restaurant" Zayn whispered in my ear and I laughed.

"I know, grandma's food is unbeatable" I said smiling.

"Right. Look, Marta I..."

"Zayn, you don't have to say anything else"

"I need to know"

"I...I can't tell you"

"Marta please. I'll be in my hotel tonight, come with me. Stay the night with me so we can talk about it easily, without a fan that screams and that stares at me" he said looking behind me. I instantly turned around.

"Victoria! What the hell are you doing?"

"No! The question is: what the hell is he doing here?"

"He came here to see me"

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Funny, i don't believe you"

"So I guess you don't want to talk to him, right?"

"I've never said that"

"Good, tell him hi then. Try to not scream, then help me to take the dishes in the kitchen"

"Ok" she said.

"Hi" she said to Zayn in English.

"Hi" he replied with a funny face.

"Good, help me now" I said while she was still staring at him.

"Victoria?" I called her.

"Victoria!" I yelled in her ear.

"W-what?"

"You'll consume him if you'll look at him like that" I told her smiling and she started to walk behind me.

"And this is for you Marta"

"Thank you grandma" I told her and I hugged her. I was sitting on the couch and Zayn was beside me. He didn't stop to look at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him almost whispering. I didn't want anyone to hear me, but I didn't notice that everyone was talking while they were unwrapping their gifts.

"Because I want you" he replied. I looked at him but my sister interrupted us.

"Zayn, hai un regalo per me?" she asked in Italian.

"Victoria you're so stupid. You know he doesn't know Italian"

"Translate then"

"She asked if you have a gift for her" I told Zayn translating what my sister said. I was unwrapping the gift from grandma. I started to laugh when I saw it was the sweater I wanted to buy but it was too expensive.

"Thank you, I love it" I said and I hugged her again.

"No, I'm sorry. I don't have a gift" Zayn told to my sister. I turned around and I saw my sister sitting next to the love of my life.

"Sing...ehm...canzone, song" my sister tried to say in English. Zayn laughed because he didn't understand what she was saying.

"What do you want? Can you leave him alone?"

"Ask him if he can sing something"

"She's asking if you can sing something" I told him.

"Ehm...ok" he replied. He looked at me and he started