I tried calling Zayn all night, but he wouldn't pick up. It went straight to voicemail. He didn't come over last night. When I asked his parents about him, they said he was spending some time with his friends. But when I spoke to Harry, he said Zayn told the guys he was coming to my house. Something was not right.
I was almost done trying to call Zayn when someone picked up on the other end.
"Hello?" It was a girl's voice. I glanced at the clock - 12:03 A.M. Why was there some girl answering his phone? My thoughts became jumbled together. Maybe he got really mad at me for taking sides with Harry. Then my rational part of my brain countered, maybe he lost his phone and now some girl has it. That could be a possible explanation, but still, I had to know who she was. And where was Zayn?
"Um, Zayn?" I asked.
"He's in the bathroom. Can I leave a message?" She asked. So he didn't lose his phone. He was with another girl.
I could feel tears on the edge of my eyes. I shook my head and hung up on the phone. How could he do this to me?
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Arranged
FanfictionZara Khan is an average girl in Kentucky State pursuing her dream of becoming a true writer. Zayn Malik is a pop-sensation across the world, travelling with his four best mates. What happens when they're arranged to get married? Read an...
