Phone calls (zayn)

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Zayn: he knows how you tend to stay up till the early hours of the morning reading your little eyes off. He chuckles softly at your weak complaint about him interrupting the best part and you banter back and forth until the silence prevails. His ears pick up on the sound of your breathing, how it hitches suddenly, and he knows you're trying to hide your cries. Maybe it's the effect of the novel, though he knows better to recognize just how lonely you must feel atop that bed you both share back at home. So he sings, softly, your favorite tune until your sobs subside and you leave him hanging because you've fallen asleep. Miles away the corners of his mouth pull up, a heartfelt 'goodnight' slipping through his smile.

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