dear, zayn #Wattysaward2016 #Justwriteit

letter six

dear, zayn

you knew where I lived

you knew. where I. where me. aleja nicole santiago. lived.

I was shocked when a unknown number called my phone. I answered it.

"hello?"

"be there in ten" a raspy but rather sexy voice said then ended the call. I put on a big sweatshirt and some black leggings. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and applied a little mascara. before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. I answered it and before I knew it he was already inside heading upstairs. so I just followed. he knew which room was mine. I ignored the thought for a while.

I pulled out some paper to write my name on. I grabbed another one for him and he wrote his name. our assignment was to write five things no one knows about us and get to know each other but with a deeper meaning.

this was a monthly project because it takes a while to actually know someone and open up to someone.

we talked. and talked and talked. little did I know there were tears streaming down my face when he mentioned my mom.

he didn't even ask. he just brought me close to him and held me. I never knew you could be such a comforting person.

my first meaning was your name.

love,
aleja.