You Stole My Heart

No one understands Cassidy Holt, not even her parents. Well, considering they're dead. Her only friend is a boy by the name of Zayn. He is going through the exact same things as Cassidy. They begin to have feelings for each other, until it becomes too much to handle. Will Zayn and Cassidy reunite their friendship and start it all over again?

*Chapters 1-12 are switching POVs, the rest are Cassidy unless it says differently.*


12. Cassidy's POV 7

I woke up the next morning with a bad headache. I looked over my shoulder and Zayn was gone. I sat up and stretched. I walked into the bathroom and did the usual morning routine. Then, I walked downstairs and looked for Zayn. I found him in the kitchen again. "You really like cooking, don't you?" I asked going up behind him and hugging him.

"Nice morning hair." He said as he turned around and hugged me. I hate it when he changes the subject like that. 

I looked up at him while our arms were still around each other. "No, really." I said with a smile. "What are you making, now?"

"The same thing as yesterday. It takes two days to cook, it will be done around noon." Satisfied with his answer, I rested my head on his shoulder. I was so tired and my head hurt so bad. "Something wrong, Cass?" He asked holding my head up with his hands. 

"I have a really bad headache, that's all." I said, shrugging. 

"Want some Advil or something? It will help." He said with a smile, already heading over to the stairs.

"No, no. It's fine! I'm actually allergic." I said, warning him. He turned around and ran back into the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He said with a smile. "I'm not sure if I have anything else..." He thought about it for a minute and went over to the skillet again. He poured the mystery mean into a large container and stuck it in the fridge. "It has to stay in there for a while." He said with a shrug. "Now, back to you." He said with a wink and walked over to me. He held my hands and looked me in the eye. He kissed my forehead. "I hope that makes it feel better." He said with a smile, and his eyes did that cute squint thing again. "So Cass, did you enjoy our good night kiss last night?" He said with a cute smile and slight head tilt.

"Sure Zayn." I replied cheekily. "Very romantic." I said moving closer. I stood on my tip toes and leaned against him. "How about a good morning kiss?" He smiled and kissed me. When the kiss was over, I asked him question.

"'How do you really feel about me, Zayn?" I asked looking down at our inter-locked hands. My hair fell in front of my eyes.

He hesitated. "Geez, Cass. How do I begin?" He said sweetly. "Well, you're beautiful, and amazing. Even though we only knew each other for a few days, Ii feel like I can tell you anything. You complete me, and I've been waiting to ask you this. I didn't know if it was moving too fast, or if I waited too long, even. But I just wanted to let you know, I love you."

I listened to his every word. Knowing I felt the exact same way, I answered his sweet response. "I love you, too." I said looking up with a smile. He started again.

"So, here's my question. Will you go out with me, Cassidy?"

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