Love At First Sight

16 year old Tiffany Gaines is living in her car while her parents are going through a divorce. As she walks home from school, she meets five very attractive boys. Thy all become friends and then Tiffany is realizing that she gets a wierd feeling when she is around one of the boys in particular, Zayn. Does this mean true love, or is it just he anxiety of meeting up with the boys to hang out?


6. Does He Really?

 *Authors note*

Hey guys. Sorry the previous chapter was so short. I published it by accident when I didn't mean it. I hope you are enjoying this so far! Thank you guys if you are still reading 'Love At First Sight'! Keep on reading and may the odds be EVER in your favor!  -- Sophia (Niall's girl ;p)


I wake up to some knocking at my window. I look up to see Zayn. I glance at the clock. It says 11:00 pm. I was so confused to why he was here. I opened the door for him, and he quickly got into the car. He was breathing heavily, like he was running a long time. "Are you OK, Zayn?" I ask him. "Yeah, it's just that there were a bunch of fans and papps chasing me ten blocks," he says in between breaths. "And why, may I ask, are they following you at eleven at night?" I ask. "I was leaving Harry's hotel room and decided to go to a burger joint, but then I here screaming girls and see papparazzi and girls running towards me," he explains. "And you decided to come running to me?" I was so confused to why he didn't go back to the hotel. "Yeah, cuz if I go back to the hotel, they won't only find me, but also the other lads. And so I decided to run to you," he said. "Sorry if I disturbed your sleep, love," he says. "Oh, it's OK, Zayn, really," I assure him. Then, I see flashes. "Quick! Bend down!" he hisses. We both bend down as the screaming girls ad flashing paparazzi pass by. "Where did he go!?" said one of the girls. "I think he went that way!" said another girl. Then they start running again, and we both sit up. "You wanna sleep?" I ask. "I'd love to," Zayn says. In no time, I fell asleep next to Zayn, again.


The next day, I woke up to Zayn talking in his sleep. "Tiffany, no," he mumbled. "Let her go. Why? Cuz I love her." My heart was poundin like I am running. I never knew he loved me. I guess I do, too, but I never realized that until now. I let him sleep for as long as he wants. I g on my iPhone and start playing Temple Run. It's such an addicting game for me. I don't really feel so sleepy now, because once you wake me there is a small chance of me still wanting to sleep. So I turn down the volume on my iPhone before I start playing becuase I don't really want to wake Zayn yet.  But in a minute I find him sitting up and looking at my iPhone screan with me. He was watching me play the whole time, I'm guessing. "Goodmorning," I say. "'Morning," he says back. "You were talking in your sleep," I tell him. "Really?" he says. "What did I say then?" "Well, lets see," I decided to be honest with him. "You were saying a girl's name." I look at him with one raised eyebrow. He looked so scared, like I was about to rat him out. "I think I recall you saying something like 'Let her go. Why? Cuz I love her.'" He was blushing so hard. He knew I was talking about him saying my name.

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