Surprises Are Waiting For You

Ellie is always sitting alone, listening to music in the park. Her parents are rich but they are never around. One day a guy comes over to her and sits down. No one ever joins her and it surprises her. They talk day after day about their lives. But what happens when she figures out who the mystery man really is? She meets his friends and they mend their relationship. Then something happens to Ellie and she discovers she's talented. This book brings together romance, humor, and self confidence. Please enjoy this is my first movella.


14. At The Park

           The next morning, after tossing and turning all night, felt really bad. I was extremely tired, but I knew I couldn't go back to bed. Today I got dressed in my daily summer look once again. However, today I also added a bit of liner and pulled my hair to the side.

           Now, I don't know if anyone's noticed, but morning for me is about 1pm. So since I was meeting Zayn at the park at 2, I had to move quickly. I walked because of two reasons. The first reason was that I normally walked; there was no point in taking the car. The second reason I walked was because I had left my car at the park.

         As I walked up to the edge of the park, I looked in our usual spot. He was sitting on the ground, with a hoodie on, so it was impossible to see his face. I walked up behind him and sat down behind him too. He began to move away but I scooted closer so that I could lean against his back.

        "What did I do wrong?" He asked me. He sounded scared like I would break up with him or something.

        "You didn't do anything wrong," I said, wrapping my arms around him. He rubs my legs, and I can tell he's nervous. 

"Then why did you run off?" He questioned me.

"I realized something. And it shocked me," I replied.

"Well you sure run fast," He answered. 

"Not really," I shrugged. "But I have a question for you," I said, changing the topic.

"Go ahead," He responded.

"Are you wearing that hoodie so I can't see you, or so that your fans won't recognize you?" I asked. He froze, his hand resting on my leg. His whole body tensed up. 

"You know who I am," He breathed. 

"I-"I started to say.

"You know who I fucking am. God they told me it was a trap, a set up. Well who the fuck are you?" He questioned, getting pissed off fast. He begins to stand up and I keep myself out of his view. 

"Close your eyes," I told him.

"No." He snapped.

"Damn it Zayn. Close your eyes," I commanded him. He huffs out a breath. "Are they closed?" I asked. He nodded. I move in front of him. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him, slowly and gently. At first he just stands there motionless, but then he places his hands on my waist and kisses me back. 

I pull out of the kiss after a minute and rest my head in the crook of his neck. "I just realized that you were Zayn flippin Malik last night," I whispered. "And the only thing I regret is trashing One Direction in front of your face," I added.

"I don't know if I believe you," He replied quietly. "But your hair is really pretty," He stated, running his fingers through his hair. 

"I have to go. Will you please close your eyes again?" I asked, swallowing the lump rising in my throat. 

"They're closed," He said. I was about to leave when he grabbed my hand. "When am I going to see you?" He questioned.

"Soon. You'll see me soon," I replied, kissing his cheek and then letting go of his hand. Knowing he's about to open his eyes, I sprint away from the park, deciding to just get my car later.

-----------------------------------------------------------Author's Note--------------------------------------------------------

Once again I am so sorry to those of you who have been loyal readers to this story and liked the way it was. I didn't like where it was going and I'm not sure about it now so please bear with me and dont forget to comment, like and favourite! 

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