Zayn Malik (Love Fanfiction)

phone call.

It was about quarter to twelve by the time i got home. Everyone was asleep so i quietly crept upstairs,hoping not to wake anyone up.

I got my onsie on and climed into bed. I waa wide awake because id already been asleep in the car.

Whilst i was in bed i thought about the concert and how amazing it was, but i couldn't help but think about Zayn winking at me. That automatically made the hooded figure and the note spring to mind.

I jumped out of bed and reached for my jacket then quickly fished around for the note. As soon as i grabbed it i scuttled back into bed and opened the note;

hi cutie:)

call me? number;***********

zayn'x

Zayn?!no way could it be him..there's loads of Zayns out there its probably just a coincidence. How cringey is ' hi cutie ' though? I couldn't help but to laugh and blush everytime i read it over. 

I grabbed my phone and dialed the number. I put the phone to my ear and waited nervously for someone to pick up.

"Hello?"it was a deep bradford accent.

"um..hello?you told me to call you?you know from the pub?"

"oh!hi cutie..i cant really talk right now but erm we can go for a bite tomorrow?i'll text you bye cutie!"

I didn't even get chance to say bye. He'd already gone.I save his number into my phone under the name;'hooded figure'.