My Passion

Unexpected Likings and Lovings.

I pressed my hand to avoid the shivering and gave him an 'I don't know anything' look.

"It's said 'I love you no matter what.'" He repeated my tweet and my heart skipped a beat. I knew now he will ask me why you sent me that tweet? What was its meaning. But I was staring at him like an innocent child.

He continued "I liked this tweet a lot. I don't why, I think because its username was Mary something".

"What do you mean?" I asked him innocently. He laughed

"Anyway, what's your twitter account?" He asked me, playfully. I knew that he knew that it was my account. But he didn't want to ask me. He wanted me to accept that. But I didn't either.

"I don't remember." I replied him calmly. I really wanted this topic to go away, so I asked him

"What are you doing here?"

He came and lied down on his elbow on my bed. Bells started ringing in my ears. I could feel his breath as he laughed again. I got up and moved away a little. And asked him again in my shaky dry voice

"You didn't answer?"

He leaned towards me a little and replied.

"I thought that Mary was you." He breathed the words on my face... and I lost my mind

"No..." I replied him without thinking. I was just lost in his eye

"That's good, because I didn't like that Mary." He whispered the words on my face. And I totally lost myself. He was so close to me. My heart was racing 150/mph.

"But... you r-replied me back." I whispered without thinking what I was saying.... And I accepted.

He laughed and got up. I realize I wasn't breathing. I breathed sharply and then realized what I just said. He started laughing and I laughed with him without knowing why he was laughing and why I was laughing.

"So that was you?" He said with a huge smile on his face. And my smile faded away. I didn't know what to answer. I was lost. I was forgetting every word. My mouth was dry. I opened my mouth but close it again

"I need to go to washroom." I said the words and ran to the bathroom without looking back at him.

After almost half an hour, I sneaked my face out of the washroom to check if he was still there. He was gone. I thanked god and came out in my room

'Beep Beep' I got a message. I checked and it was unknown.

I opened it.

"Hey, sorry I stole your number from your cell phone. I hope you don't mine. Zayn Malik :) x" My jaw dropped. My phone dropped from my hands and I covered my face with my hands. That was unexpected.

"That's what I wanted. I always wanted to talk to Zayn. Now he has my number. I should be happy." I mumbled and chuckled.

I went downstairs. My aunt was in her room. I looked out through the window to see Zayn, but it was nothing outside. Just his house. I laughed at myself and went to kitchen to eat something.

'Beep Beep' I got a message again. It was Zayn's

"You are not going to reply me?"

I was confused very confused. Should I reply him? I drank water and took two deeps breath and I replied him because I love him

"It's okay Zayn."

I hit the send and I felt great. I felt happy after a long time. I laughed. I ran back to my room and started talking out loud