Dancing With Love

Grace is just a normal girl who loves to dance, but when One Direction comes into her life. Will things start to change, will a love bond start between the two? Read to find out!

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30. Phone Calls

~Grace's P.O.V~

I drove back to Zayn's place after he left. I hopped out of the car and walked up to the door and unlocked it. It didn't feel the same not walking in with Zayn, or walking in knowing that Zayn was going to be there. I walked to the bedroom and turned on the light. I slipped on one of Zayn's shirts, turned the light off, and hopped in the bed. I grabbed my phone and put it on the charger. I slowly pulled the duvet over me and layed my head on the pillow that Zayn used. It smelled just like him. My eyelids slowly closed over my eyes as I drifted away in my sleep.

~Zayn's P.O.V~

I took my seat next to Niall on the plane. I leaned the seat back because I'm really tired and I don't want to fall asleep during the interveiw. I grabbed a pillow and placed it behind my head. "So, how have things been with you and Grace?" Niall asked me. "Pretty good. How about you and Lyndasy?" "Great, but leaving her was pretty hard." "Same here." I replied back to him. The conversation faded off as a lady asked us if we were hungry. As Niall ordered an endless amount of food, I rested my head back onto the pillow. I thought about Grace and what she was doing right now. As I kept my thoughts going, my eyelids got heavy and my eyes closed.

~Grace's P.O.V~

I woke up to my phone ringing. I quickly answered it, and I was still half asleep. I didn't even look at who it was. "Hello?" I asked. "Grace! It's Zayn." My eyes opened wide, and suddenly I wasn't tired anymore. "Oh, hey." I said as I rubbed my eyes. "Did I wake you?" "No, I needed to wake up anyway." "Well, I wanted to call and tell you that I love you." "Aww. Zayn I love you too." "Well, I have to go, but I'll call you when I get the chance." "Ok, well I'll talk to you then." "Alright." "Bye." I said into the phone. With that the phone line ended. I hopped out of bed and walked in the bathroom. I turned on the water so I could take a refreshing shower. I hopped in and let the hot water hit my skin. I washed my hair and my body, eventually I hopped out. I changed into a pair of Nike shorts and a dance competition t-shirt I got from a dance competition. I left my hair down so it could dry out a bit. I cleaned up the room a bit and cleaned the kitchen. My phone started going off, and it was my mom. "Hello?" I said into the phone. "Grace?" My mom asked. "Mom?" I asked her back. "I haven't talked to you in so long." She said happily. "I know, it's been a while." I replied. "so, I heard you are coming to America for a competition." "Yeah, I'm leaving soon." "Well, I'm coming to see you." My mom said witha excited voice. "Seriously!" I yelled into the phone. "As well as a few other people." "Well who?" "You'll see when you get there." She said keeping the secret from me. "Well anyway, how's New York?" I asked her. "It's fine. How's London?" "Great! I am doing to good at the studio." I said happily. "That's good." "Yeah, I think you should have came here with me." "Well, I'm not the one who got offered the job." she said jokingly. "Oh! I almost forgot. How's that boy you were telling me about?" My mom asked me. A smile grew across my face. "Zayn?" I asked. "Yeah, that's his name." "We're good. He left last night to go for a few interveiws." "Well that's good. I will call you soon. I have to go." "Okay, well I love you mom." "I love you too sweetie." she replied. With that I ended our phone call. I walked into the bathroom and pulled my hair up into a bun. I walked back into the room and stripped the sheets off of the bed. I changed them and washed the ones that were on before. I walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge for something to eat. There was nothing. I walked into the back room and grabbed my phone and wallet. I aslo grabbed the keys to my car so i could go to the corner store and get some food.

~Zayn's P.O.V~

I walked backstage, as well as the boys. we just got done with an interveiw. "Great job guys. You need to go get changed so we can go to the hotel." Paul said to us as we walked to our dressing rooms. I nodded and then walked into the room and closed the door behind me. I plopped down on the couch that was leaned against the wall in the room. I looked at my phone and saw that I got a text from Grace.   -Good luck babe! I miss you, but I'll see you soon! xxx - I smiled, but then there was a knock on the door. "Let's go Zayn!" I heard Paul say on the other side of the door. I put my phone down and started changing my clothes. Once I was done, I grabbed my phone and slipped it in my pocket and walked out the room. I walked down the hall and outside to where the guys were signing a few autographs and were getting in the car. I took a few quick pictures and signed a few things, the slipped into the car. We headed toward the hotel, and after a while we arrived. Once again, there was a mob of girls screaming our names. Louis and Niall slipped out the car first. "There really crazy today." Harry laughed. "They just keep coming back for more." I said jokingly. Liam, Harry, and I slipped out next. Girls pulled on my shirt, and some were crying. I quickly signed there pictures and magazines while Paul was pushing us to move into the hotel lobby. I stumbled in behind Harry. Paul led us to the lift and we headed up. Once the lift stopped, we exited out into a hallway. "Louis your room 506, Liam your room 508, Harry your room 505, Zayn your room 510, and Niall your room 509." Paul said as he gave us each our key to our room. we all walked off to our rooms so we could settle in. I quickly slid the key into the lock and the door opened. I put my bag down and sat on the bed. It was a little late and I had a long day. I remembered the text from Grace. I replied back.

~Grace's P.O.V~

I drove back to Zayn's flat. I had went and packed my bag for the competition while I was out. It was a little late, and I still need to make dinner. I pulled up to the flat and hopped out. I grabbed the few groceries I bought and my bag. I unlocked the door and put the food away. I brought my bag back to the bedroom, and when I put it down my phone went off. -I miss you too babe! Good luck on your competition tomorrow. When you get the chance, call me. xx- I smiled at the text. I scrolled through my phone and hit call when it showed Zayn's number. It rang a few times and then he answered. "Hello?" He asked into the phone. "Hey Zayn." I replied. "Hey Grace." "So, how did the interveiw go?" "It was good. What did you do today?" "Well I cleaned up a bit, I bought some food, and I talked to my mom." "Oh, what did your mom say?" "Well she is going to my competition with some of my family. And she asked about you." "What did you say?" He asked surprisingly. "Well, I told her that you left to go for your interveiws, and to record. I told her that we were good." "Well that's good." He replied. "I miss you." I said softly. "I miss you too." "I guess I'll talk to you later." I said. "Yeah, I love you.' He replied. "I love you too." I answered. I ended our call. I slipped my phone on the charger and went into the kitchen. I made a salad and drank a glass of water. Once I was done, I took a quick shower and hopped in bed.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

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