Chapter 17

• When I realize, I take a gulp down my throat, my eyes twitching and all. Licking my lips, I take note on how he looks at me while smoothly gliding through the door and disappearing out of my sight. Papa was happily enjoying his toast dipped in coffee and I was happily running towards my room.
• Quickly shoving every article and clothing off my stupid bed, I grab my phone from the bag and as expected, there was a text from Zayn.
• [Hey sweetheart] [I'll be back home by 1:30] [Expecting you to receive me...] And a few emojis