Thought of You

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COMPLETED. Clara-Rose Flemming. 17 years old. Model and actress. Got a call from her agent to be in a music video at Malibu Beach. She goes and finds that it's One Direction's video. She never gets in a relationship with anyone she works with. BUt will Zayn change her mind?

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33. Chapter 33

 

A/N: Last chapter!

 

Chapter 33 

 

My awakening ears picked up on the sounds of some shuffling around my room. I didn’t think much of it. I kept my eyes closed, ignoring whoever or whatever was in my room. Then suddenly I heard the soft strumming of a guitar and a harmonised “oooooh”. I groaned and rolled over. The strumming continued but a soft velvety voice that suspiciously sounded like Zayn started to sing.

Am I asleep, am I awake or somewhere in between?

I can’t believe that you are here and lying next to me.

Or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined?

Like branches on a tree or twigs caught on a vine?

His soft voice pulled me my wake. I found Niall with the guitar in his arms, strumming it. Louis, Liam and Harry harmonising in the background. Zayn stood in front of them all, a bunch of bright red roses in his hand. I slowly sat up, listening to their voices and staring at his face as he sings a song I’ve never heard of.

Truly, madly, deeply, I am

Foolishly, completely fallen

And somehow, you kicked all my walls in

So baby, say you’ll always keep me

Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you

In love with you

My heart swelled up in my chest and I felt my eyes water. This is more than anyone has ever given me. This is the best moment of my life. Zayn knelt down beside my bed.

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this

I’ll put this day back on replay and keep reliving it

‘cause here’s the tragic truth if you don’t feel the same

My heart would fall apart if someone said your name

Is this really happening? I’m still in a daze and I’m so awestruck. This is so beautiful.

I hope I’m not a casualty,

Hope you won’t get up and leave

Might not mean that much to you

But to me it’s everything, everything

He sang the rest of the song and then he came to an end. The boys shuffled out of the room, leaving Zayn and I alone. My mouth was in a wide grin as Zayn handed the roses to me. 

‘Happy birthday, beautiful.’ He whispered.

‘That was beautiful, Zayn.’ I answered him, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. My arms wound around his neck and my hands grabbed a fistful of his hair. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him if that was even possible. We just stayed like that, our bodies fused together as one. Neither one of us moving, neither one of us pulling away until we need oxygen. We pulled away breathless. 

‘I’ve never heard that song before.’ I finally said.

‘The boys and i have been working on it for the past few weeks. That’s my birthday present for you.’ Zayn answered.

‘I love it. Can you record it for me so I can have it on my phone?’ I asked him.

‘Of course, anything for you. Happy birthday, baby.’ He nodded and kissed the tip of my nose. 

‘I love you.’ He said. I was about to answer when he cut me off.

‘I’ll see you after you finished shooting today, okay?’ He says. I just nodded my head. He smiles then leaves after kissing my forehead.

If only he let me spoke, he would know that I was truly, madly, deeply in love with him too.

 

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Three Days Later

 

I subconsciously lifted my hand and began to search for the body that I loved to bury my head in. But I felt the bed empty and slightly cold. In confusion, I sat up to find no one on the bed. Did Zayn do a runner on me? I asked myself. 

But then I noticed a picture on the side Zayn was supposed to be. I picked it up to find a polaroid snapshot of the both of us. It was on the What Makes You Beautiful set. I had my back to Zayn and was talking to someone outside the frame and he was staring at me. Underneath was a little message; 

The first day we met. Remember? You wouldn’t give me the time of day but I kept trying to talk to you and I kept following you around the set. I remember you shut me down but I kept trying. 

I felt myself smile and I turned the picture back to find something else on the back. 

Your eyes.

Go take a shower, you probably stink ;)

I laughed at that even though the first part confused me. My eyes? What about my eyes? Then I suddenly remembered something she said a while back.

‘Your eyes so beautiful.’ Zayn said out of no where.

‘Your eyes are a pretty brown.’ I smiled. He laughed lightly.

‘I’m serious, Rose. I love your eyes!’ I grinned and she grinned back, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

I smiled at the memory. He loves my eyes. I walk into the bathroom and turned the shower on, letting heat up while i stripped. I then caught sight of another polaroid snapshot stuck to the mirror. This one I was dressed up in a peach laced dress and he was sat next to me, staring at me again while I looked down at my salad.

I didn’t read any of it until after I showered. Underneath the shot it said; 

Remember this dinner? I couldn’t stand the fact that you wouldn’t talk to me. So we had that massive argument, I remember getting so angry at you. 

I laughed. I do remember that. I got so annoyed and angry, he wouldn’t get the hint that i didn’t want to talk to him. He got me so aggravated, it was ridiculous. On the back it said: 

The way you take ages on your hair.

Go eat brekky, Blues!

I laugh and went down to the kitchen, the photos in my hands. The boys were all around the dining table and they were whispering amongst themselves. Once I stepped through the doorway they all hushed up and grinned at me, their eyebrows wiggling. 

‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ I asked skeptically while making toast.

‘We just know some things that you don’t.’ Louis grinned evilly. That made me freeze and look at him.

‘Louis!’ Liam scolded. 

‘You know what Zayn is planning?’ I asked, ignoring Liam.

‘Of course we do.’ Harry grinned.

‘Harry.’ Liam groaned.

‘Tell me!’ i begged.

‘Sorry, bro. Strict orders from Mr Malik. No clues, no innuendos, no suggestions, no hints. Nothing, zelch.’ Niall grinned. I groaned.

‘Where’s the photo?’ I asked them and Liam handed the photo to me.

It was a photo of the two of us on the plane, sitting next to each other. I had earphones in my ears and my attention was on the book. His body was facing the front but his head was angled in a way where he could easily sneak glances at me and his phone was in his hands. I remember ignoring him then. At the bottom it read; 

The plane ride. Remember it? You were sat at the back away from all of us and you were alone. And you were scared for lift off and called out to Lexi but she couldn’t come because the plane people wouldn’t let her. But I ran to you and held you until we were in the air. I remember you crying, I was so glad I got to you before we did lift off, i have no idea what would’ve happened.

I smiled at that. I think that was when I started to trust him. I don’t think I realised it then but I do realise it now. I turned the photo over and read the back;

How you’re better at me in swimming.

It’s time to check the weather out, sweetie!

At first I was confused. The weather? Then I realised he’s asking me to go to the front door. So, I walked to the door to find another photo taped to it. It was the both of us at my celebratory party, the one he hosted for me. He was holding my hand and I was trailing behind. He had a grin on his face while I had a ghost of a smile. 

Remember this day? I gave you a surprise celebratory party. I don’t really know why i did it but I felt like I should. You didn’t know the place well and you didn’t know anyone either. I was going to do one for both you and Lex but Lex overheard us talking so she didn’t let us do it for her and instead helped us plan for you. I hope you enjoyed that party.

I turned it over.

Your hypnotic laugh.

I think there’s something in my car...

I went over to his car to see glitter all over it. I guessed he knew i would’ve gone so cray if he did it to my car. I’m glad he did it to his own, I chuckled at his weird sense of logic. I felt the boys behind me.

‘His car!’ Harry gasped.

‘His car.’ I agreed.

‘He’d actually do this to his own car?’ Niall asked, flabbergasted.

‘I guess he knew i’d kill him if he did it to mine.’ I shook my head. Louis made an audible, overdramatic gasp.

‘He did it to his own car! Wow, Zayn is totally whipped..’ Liam nodded in agreement.

‘He’s not whipped!’ I denied.

‘Rose, honey, no guy with a sense of logic and manhood would do this to his own car.’ Liam clarified and i chuckled.

‘Maybe he is whipped.’ I took the photo off the car window.

It was a photo of the both of us in Nando’s. I was smiling at Harry and he was staring at me with the most jealous face that I hope would never end up on his face again. 

You know, I don’t think you ever realised how jealous I was when you decided to fake date Harry to get Christian off your back. Man, you’re so oblivious. You should’ve known I’ve been crushing on you since the first day. 

I chuckled lightly. 

‘Oh, I remember that! All of us knew he liked you except for you.’ Harry exclaimed.

‘Yeah, I know.’ I turned the photo.

Your love for my tattoos.

Jake wood is expecting you. And I did it to my own car because I know i’d be dead if I did it to yours. I’m so regretting it right now.

‘My boyfriend is such an idiot.’ I chuckled.

‘Here, you can borrow my car.’ Louis tossed me the keys to his.

‘Thanks, Lou.’ I called and made my way to his car.

‘Have fun on your scavenger hunt!’ Niall shouted and I nodded my head. 

I drove down to the set. I saw Jake’s car parked off to the side but other than that the lot was empty. I walked down and searched the empty set, looking for Jake.

‘Jake!’ I called and I walked to his trailer. I opened the door and I saw Jake spin around in a spinny chair to face me with his hands in front of his face, fingertips touching but palms apart.

‘I’ve been expecting you.’ He said in a creepy tone and I laughed. 

‘What the hell, Jake.’ I chortled.

‘Sorry, I’ve always been wanting to do that.’ He grinned and pulled out a photo out of his pocket. I took it off him.

‘Why are you here? No one else is.’ I asked him.

‘Just felt like it.’ He shrugged. ‘Or maybe because Zayn offered me something I couldn’t say no to.’ 

‘What is it?’ I asked, curious.

‘This free food card at a diner on the outskirts of London. Oh man, they have the best cheesecakes.’ He answered. 

‘Are you serious?’ I asked him.

‘Dude, you have to try their cheesecakes!’ He shrieked as though it was urgent. I just nodded my head.

‘Okay, chill, Jake.’ I laughed.

‘Well, my job here is done. Have fun!’ He grinned and walked out. 

The photo was of the both of us outside of Nando’s. He had an angry look on his face and I looked on the verge of tears. i remember this so clearly. I remember getting so angry. 

I’m sorry for putting this in but I had to! I mean, first fights are always important, right? It either makes us or breaks us. I guess it made us, Rose. I’m so so so so sorry for this day, Rose. I honestly didn’t mean to call you a bitch. I was angry and a whole bunch of irrelevant shit and lies come pouring out of my mouth when i’m angry. I’m so so so so sorry.

I smiled because it was true. If he hadn’t called me a bitch that day, would we be together now?

Your heavenly kisses.

Mind checking our album at the studio for me?

I walked back to the car and drove to our studio. I pulled up to Syco records and walked through the doors. I was about to walk up when a middle aged lady at the desk called my name. I walked over to her.

‘Mr Malik told us to give this to you when you came.’ She handed me a photo. I smiled my thanks to her and turned to leave when she called my name again.

‘He’s a sweetie, Rose. He really loves you.’ I frowned.

‘I’m sure it’s not that much.’ I said awkwardly.

‘Rose, dear. I know deeply in love when I see it and trust me, he loves you so much.’ She smiled a toothy smile before getting back to her computer.

I walked away still confused. Does Zayn really love me as much as the lady said? Before I pondered over it for longer I decided to get back to my hunt. It was a photo of the both of us in my living room, his eyes were pleading and my arms were crossed defiantly.

I remember this so clearly. I came strutting in and got jealous when I saw you and Louis on the couch. I started to yell and made Louis leave then I started apologising but you didn’t give it to me. Then I remember never leaving your doorstep all night and you gave me the day to make it up to you.

Yes, I remember that. I remember him appearing up at the door. I remember how he got so jealous when he saw me and Louis on the couch. I remember yelling at him. I remember him apologising more. I remember crying so much. I remember giving him a day to make me forgive him.

The way we always seem to find each other after a fight.

How about some ice cream? 

Ice cream? Oh! That ice cream. His apology ice cream which I shoved down his throat because I didn’t like the fact that he bought me one and none for him. I drove to that park and walked to the gelato stand that was in the same place from before. 

‘Are you Clara-Rose Fleming?’ The man behind the counter asked. I nodded my head.

‘Here, a fine young man told me to give this to you when you came. You’ve got yourself a keeper there, sweetheart.’ He gave me a toothy grin before walking to the other side to help someone else out. 

The photo was of me giving him a kiss on the cheek. I smiled at the lost look on his face. 

My sorry day. I remember that it was the day I hinted that I wanted you as my girlfriend but I don’t know if you picked up on that. I remember how we walked around talking for three hours. I remember how nervous I got when I asked you if you thought it was a date. I remember our first kiss on the sidewalk in front of your car and people walked past cheering us on, sort of. That was one of my favourite days, you know.

I grinned. Our first date and our first kiss and our first civilised moment alone.

The fact that you initiated the kiss.

Go to my favourite place where I can see the stars.

The stars. Our stargazing date! I drove to that park to find a rug there. It looked like something Zayn would own. On it were rose petals mixed with golden stars and the photo was on the middle of the rug. It was a photo of the both of us, our backs flat against the rug and staring up at the sky. I had a smile on my face while he pointed to the stars. 

I think that was the best date I’ve ever taken someone on. I never ever took anyone there, none of the boys or my family. But I took you because somehow I felt like only you would be able to appreciate the stars with me.

That date was really beautiful. I loved every moment of it. It was so quiet and peaceful. It was so much better than all those dinner dates and stuff because on this date we got to appreciate beauty.

Your love for reading.

Mind checking up my apartment?

I drove down to his apartment and walked straight through. His apartment was surprisingly clean which was weird because i know for a fact that Zayn rarely ever cleans his apartment. I walked around the place, searching for the photo. It took a while to find it, turns out it was in the kitchen, stuck to the fridge and there was a sandwich on the countertop. The photo was the both of us with a sandwich in our hands. I had mine to my mouth and his cheeks were full and puffed out.

Our sandwich competition! That was the best! I can’t believe you won. I mean seriously how can a girl win against a guy in a sandwich competition? My ego was permanently scarred from that. I lost  every right to be called a man that day. 

I chuckled and reached for the sandwich and took a bite. 

The curves on your body.

I suggest you go to Eleanor at her place.

I drove to Eleanor’s place. Getting out of the car and walking up to her doorway. I knocked and she opened the door with a creepy grin on her face.

‘Hello, Rose.’ Her voice was down an octave. ‘I’ve been expecting you.’ 

‘Jake beat you to it, El.’ I chuckled.

‘That bastard.’ She muttered. She let me into her place and sat me on the couch.

‘Here’s your photo. I think this is so sweet!’ She grinned and walked out of the room. 

The photo was of him in a red wig and a clown get up while I had  brush on his face. I was grinning evilly while he had a frown on his face and a slump on his shoulders.

I remember I lost the car game for this one. Then I had to see Simon like this and all the paparazzi got photos of me. That was so embarrassing. But at least I still looked hot.

I turned it over. 

The fact that I can never beat you.

Call up Niall, you’re going to Nando’s!

And so I drove to pick up Niall and go to Nando’s. I got another picture and it was in an envelope this time. It was of the both of us in my bed and we were facing each other, his clown make up still smudged over his face. I was shirtless and so was he. 

Remember this? This was on August 15. It was the morning after we had sex. It was also the morning when I asked you to be my girlfriend when I was leaving. I remember being so happy that I danced in the hallway. I was fist pumping and I was so happy. I really hope you didn’t see me when i was doing that. That would be so embarrassing.

The back:

The way you scrunch up your cute little nose.

Lexi’s asking for you, she’s at Jared’s.

I drove down Jared’s place and got the photo after a short conversation with her. She told me I was in for the surprise of my life. The photo was a shot of the both of us on the net in the circus tent. HIs arms were wrapped around my body while my head was on his chest and I had tears down my face.

I was such a dickhead the day before. I’m so so so sorry for calling you a bitch when you were going through something so terrible. I’m so glad you told me about your mom and your high school life. I can’t believe you went through all that and you lost your mom on the way. I wish I was there back then to help you, to be with you. I’m just so glad all of that is over.

The back:

How you let me in that day.

I think the tent is still up?

I drove to the tent and the photo was stuck near the doorway. I was surprised that no one came and took it off. It was a photo of us on the red carpet. His arm was around my waist and I was smiling at the camera while he kissed my cheek.

This night was probably the best night we’ve had. It was the night I told you that I loved you, remember? I remember being so nervous and scared. But once i finally got the words out, I was okay. I remember you being in denial. And I know that you still sort of are, but just remember you do or you will love me as much as I love you. I love you so so much, Rose.

The back:

Your happiness.

Time to come home.

I drove to my apartment. I was so excited, I don’t know what he has planned here. I’m just so excited to see him. I walked up to my doorway to find the photo stuck to the door. It was a photo of the both of us making retarded faces. My cheeks were puffed out while his mouth was pulled up on one side. 

I love this photo. It’s my favourite because we both look so retarded. I love it because we look so goofy. I love it so much. 

The back:

Your smile

Come inside, Blues.

I opened the door and walked in. The lights were off and in the middle of the living room was a table for two. Candles were in the middle and Nando’s was in a bag in the middle. The song he sang for my birthday was playing in the background. Beside the Nando’s was a scrapbook. There was another note on it: Enjoy our memories.

I opened the book and on each page was a photo of the both of us. It was either from a time when we were with our friends or just us alone. Each page had what happened on that day. I couldn’t stop smiling when I looked through it. Then just when I was about to turn to the last page, I heard a voice from behind me.

‘I love you, Rose.’ I turned around to find Zayn standing behind me. 

‘I love you too, Zayn.’ I said confidently. .

‘W-what?’ He stuttered.

‘I. Love. You.’ I said slowly. 

‘Seriously?’ He asked me with wide eyes. I nodded my head and he ran up to me, squeezing me tight.

‘Oh, god, Zayn.’ I laughed lightly. He let go of me and gave me a sweet, lingering kiss.

‘I love you too, Rose.’ He told me and we kissed again.

I don’t think there’s ever a moment as perfect as this. It is true. Everything changes when you’re in love. The sparks from the kisses turn into fireworks. The warm tingling feeling turns into rapid fire. His mouth moulded into mine and our bodies stuck together like one. My heart wasn’t fluttering anymore it was quivering. My mind wasn’t calm anymore it was completely blank. Everything was so much more now. 

‘I really do love you, Zayn.’ I said, my mouth still against his.

‘And I’m really really in love with you, Rose.’ He answered. I smiled against his lips before kissing him again with full force.

 

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A/N

 

This is such a long chapter! But it was so cute! She told him she loves him :’) My Rose is growing up :’) Hahahaha, this is the last chapter everybody! Round of applause!!! Next is the epilogue!

 

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-Winona

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