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Zayn held me tight in his hands as we just stared against the door. It was raining and he wanted to show me that his mom was really ill.

His dad watched us from afar. The door clasped open. A girl, face looking almost like Zayn's. His sister. My conscience spoke up.

"Zayn? You came yesterday." She looked confused, but hugged her brother and let us in.

His parents place was beautiful.

"Ahh, I suppose you are Terra?" Asked a big voice. His dad, I suppose.

"Yes, Mr Malik. It's a pleasure to meet you." Our hands clutched into a hand shake.

Zayn looked up to his father.

"Mom?" He asked.

Mr Malik just nodded and hugged him.

Zayn led a way upstairs. I followed his trail, afraid I might get lost.

"Mom?" He knocked on a door.

A cough answered and Zayn's lips formed a smile. We entered the room, and there was the pretty women in black robes.

"Zayn. I see you," she paused and let out a cough, "bring Terra along?" she finished.

"Yes. Terra, c'mere" his accent suited his father's. Did I not noticed earlier?

I walked closer and Mrs Malik held out her arms, as if asking me to hug her. And I did.

"Well, she sure is as pretty as you said." Her hands stroke my face in a caressing way.

I smiled and didn't managed to say anything. As if my lips are glued. Zayn smiled to me.

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"Sorry." I whispered, hands clutching his.

Zayn chuckled and I looked up to him.

"You look cute doing that." He said. My cheeks burn.

"Sorry." I said again and his hands cupped my face. Heat radiating from his body, I felt my body tense.

"Nothing to be sorry about, princess." There was the word. Princess.

"I was wrong about you. I thought you ditched me for some-"

"Nothing to be sorry about." He whispered as their hands embraced into a tight hug. Zayn kissed gently on top of Terra's head.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Dinner is ready!!" A girl shouted. We both went to the kitchen.

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We drive back towards the hotel in silence. Tomorrow's we're going back to California. Mum and dad missed me.

Most important, I will need to do something I've always wanted to do since she's gone.

Visit her and chat. Even though it's impossible.

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