Arranged To be Malik

Chapter 32

All the pretty stars shine for you, my love..

Am I that girl....that you dream of?

All those little times you said that I'm your girl..

You make me feel.... like your whole world~ Lana Del Rey-pretty when you cry

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Rawan's POV:

I feel cold, I can't feel Zayn's warmth body beside me or on top of me, the last thing I remembered that we took a nap and fell asleep, I even remember Zayn when he put his head in the crook of my neck, but now there's no one here beside me, I don't know where is he? Is he even here? Did he leave me during my sleep? all these wild thoughts are running in my head, and I can't even think straight.

I don't notice that his clothes are still in the same place when he put them on the chair, which gave me a little hope he is still here, I look beside me, finding his mobile, watch and wallet, it gave me another hope.

I push my body away from the bed, my barefoot touched the cold floor, making me shiver slightly, making my way towards the door, opening it quitely and start making my way downstairs, only to be greeting by no one, I don't find anyone, not Adam, not Zayn, I know Adam is still at Harry's so a big part from me is calm now, but the other part is worried, I don't find Zayn.

I am about to go and search about him in the kitchen, but a soft music stopped me, it sounded like it was muffled by headphones, but it seemed like it's pretty loud for someone to listen to it!

I start making my way towards the source of this music, and it ended up with a huge room, which is upstairs, its door is white, I've noticed this room so many times, but I didn't buy so much care to open this room and explore it, I don't know why though, but maybe because the first time I stepped in this house, it was just too awkward to explore this house, or maybe I didn't buy so much attention to descivore it, either way I don't know what is behind the closed door, and I am dying to know what is it, and what is this sound!

I knock once on the door softly, but no one opens it, I am sure like 100% he is inside, because I hear some movmintes, I mean Zayn isn't in his room, his clothes, mobile, wallet and watch are in our room, so he is in this room, I guess.

I knock again, but of course no one opened the door, a voice starts singing with the song, I am pretty sure it's Zayn's beautiful voice, I could tell it's 'just give me a reason' . our song.

After our first date, Zayn found me singing this song while I was cooking, I even remember evry word he said to me this night, It was like yesterday.

*Flashback*

'Right from the start

You were thief, you stole my heart' I start singing while mixing the meat and butter correctly when I notice I was boring as hell, so I open my ipod and start singing with it.

After Zayn and I sang this song in this car, I couldn't get it out of my head. Even it was a while ago but it seems like it stucks in my head, couldn't forget this song, couldn't forget the lyrics, couldn't forget the way we sang it, couldn't forget how our voices matched perfectly, couldn't forget how we hit the high notes together correctly, it seems so right to sing it.

Call me idiot, call me crazy, but even after our date, this song gives me butterflies in my whole body, even when I remember the way Zayn's voice singing it, it sends shivers, in a good way, down my spine.

I feel two strong, long arms making their way around my small frame, causing me to jump out of surprise, only making the tall strong and tan figure chuckle softly in my ear.