One More Chance (Zayn Malik)

I was cuddled on the couch flipping though my channels.

Then I rose to my feet and I stood by the window. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards me. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.

I flinched as the door bell rang snapping me out of the silence. It must be Logan. I thought.

I traipsed to the door as I opened it carefully.

What the-

I blinked a few times to make sure I'm not hallucinating.

I took in the features of the person right infront of me as I looked for words.

He was looking straight into my eyes as his wet hair rested on his forehead.

"Diana" His voice rang through my ears as I took in his voice and his wet face.

"Zayn" I said his name for the first time in a year and that was when everything started changing again.