More Than Words

As I texted Stina back, my concentration was only about that unknown text I received! Who would have my number and text me such a mysterious message just for the sake of mind hunting me in my hour of happiness? I closed my phone silently as Zayn’s arms were still wrapped on my shoulders, but he was busy talking to Liam at the moment. I breathed a sigh out of my mouth that was a clear attention seeker to whoever listened. The indulging brown pair strokes my hazel eyes directly after he was the only one to notice. “What’s wrong?” He brought my chin closer with his hand as I tried to control my nervousness and draw a weak smile. “I don’t know; you know what sweetie? I’m fine, just forget about it.” I tried sounding confident as much as I could to Zayn, but deep down I was really growing a new anxiety. “Are you sure?”He grabbed my hand that was resting on my thigh gracefully and kissed it softly. “Yes Zaynie don’t worry.” I said in a tone that sounded to be an anti worrying song, as I leaned in and kissed him.




“Oi! We reached, come on!” Harry yelled as the car stopped and we all paid attention as he and Niall slid out the door to Simon’s grand house party. “What’s wrong with you?” Ginger nudged my shoulder and whispered so that no one can notice as we walked hand in hand with our boyfriends. “Wait.” I just said that quickly and I turned to Zayn as I leaned in his ear. “Grab me a drink sweetie; I’ll be right back, just heading with Ginger to the toilet.” He nodded with a cheeky smile as he plastered a kiss on my fluffed up cheek and I smiled to leave. I grabbed Ginger’s hand and we walked as fast as we could in our heels as we finally found the bathroom.





“Spill it out.” She said in worry. I opened my phone and I showed her the text that made her look in bewilderment. “What? I don’t get it. Who is this?” She asked as if I knew. “I don’t know and honestly I am scared to tell Zayn; we are supposed to be enjoying this night with everyone and look where are now!” I yelled in annoyance as Ginger stopped me with a hug to just cool me off. “Listen the best thing you could do now is to tell 1 of the guys if not Zayn; Vie this can be dangerous.” She kept hugging me and talking as I nodded and dropped off the hug. “I think I’m going to tell Louis or Liam; I don’t know I’m not sure anymore. Just let us get out of here before everyone gets suspicious.” I pulled her hand as we flicked our hair and moved out.




As I went out and walked with Ginger to locate the gang; a hand out of nowhere twirled me and placed me on the wall. “I told you we needed to talk. You keep on looking better and better every time I meet you; don’t you now?” I hated the look of this guy! I mean what does he think he is! I somehow knew it was that irritating prick I met at the fashion show when I was in London the last time. I tried to grab my hand off of Eric Jenkins; he squeezed me even tighter to the wall and wanted sexual approach!

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