Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


31. Wrong number

After I had been walking for more than a half hour, I remembered that I had my earphones in my pocket. I slipped my hand down in my pocket, pulled them up and put them in. I was walking with my phone in my hand, and since I didn't care what song that came on, I just pressed 'Shuffle Play', and a song that I heard for long long time ago, and that I didn't remember downloading on my Spotify, started playing. I fast recognised the first notes playing, could it really be... Yes, it was. 

Never Let You Go - Justin Bieber. 

It was years ago since I listened to that Bieber kid, I wasn't really into that kinda music, but when the first line in song came up, They say that hate has been sent, I removed my finger from the 'Next' bottom, and decided to listen to it. While walking down that empty road, I focused on the words he sang. My heart shrank a bit in my chest as I realised how much this song fit to the situation Zayn and I were in. I swallowed, and bit my lip hard. I kicked some random stone on the road, and watched it, as it rolled aout tree metres down the road, and ended up and little cloud of dust, mud and water. The rain was still falling from the sky, and the cold drops on my bare skin gave me goosebumps. When the song was over, my typical kind of music started playing, pop-punk, punk and emo. But this time I paused the song, called 'Every Avenue - Where were you', and stared at my phone. I really felt like calling Zayn, I did. I badly wanted to apologize for how I just slammed the door, leaving him there. I had seen the look in his eyes as I left, he had been upset, not wanting me to leave, but after all he had watched me walk out the door, without stopping me. I felt miserable about how I been so cold, when I was well aware about the pain I had caused him. I just prayed to god that he would make some plans with the boys, so he didn't have to worry about me, all day. I had to fight the urge to dial his number, and press 'call'. Instead I wanted to call Clara, but since she was called 'Clara Styles' on my phone, I pressed the wrong number, right under hers 'Harry Styles', I didn't realise, so I just put the phone up to my ear. After tree beebs, the voice I was expecting to hear, wasn't the voice I heard. "Hey, it's Hazza," The voice said, and my heart nervously skipped a beat. Fuck. "Eeeh... Hey Hazza, it's Emily," I mumbled, trying to control my voice. "Em! Long time ago, any reason that you're calling?" I decided to tell him, what I was going to tell Clara....


Zayn's P.O.V:


We kept on talking when Harry picked up his phone, but when he said "Em! Long time ago, any reason that you're calling?", I froze, I guess we all did, cause the conversation died, and we all looked at Harry. "Hmm... Okay, nono, sure! Of course! No it's no bothering me, I'll always help you when you need me. Yeah, where?" He wrinkled his forehead, "How does the place look?" He asked, and I just stared at him. My heart was beating fast in my chest. Why did she call him? I dug my nails into my hands, as I closed my fists hard. "Oh, I think I know where that is. I'll be there in... two hours maybe? You're quite far away, haha! Yeah, sure. Always, don't worry, bye!" Then he hung up, and locked his phone. Our eyes met, and the emotions in my eyes were probably showing, too much. "I'll be back in some hours boys. Maybe four, or five." Harry mumbled, and stood up. "Wait, where are you going?" Liam asked, and gave Harry a sign to stay, just to explain. "I'll just pick Emily up.." He said, and tried to avoid eye contact with me. "Why?" I asked, without wanting too. My voice showed jealousy. Harry ignored my question, and I couldn't say anything, before he had grabbed his coat, and was out the door. 



Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...