“Yeah, what’s up?” I turned, finding my aunt leaning against the couch.
“Tessa!” I squealed, running to her and she laughed, holding me close. “What are you doing here?” I squealed, pulling away.
“I'm not answering that until you answer my questions about that.” She gestured to Zayn and I bit my lip, eyeing him.
“Zayn.” I said, dropping Tessa’s arms and wrapping my own around his waist. “This is my aunt Tessa, Tessa this is Zayn.”
“Her boyfriend.” He confirmed and I gave him a weak smile.
“So you’re the reason she not answering my calls.” I bit my lip.
“Sorry.” I squealed and she laughed. “What are you doing her Tessa?” I asked, Zayn wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
“I came to see you, I’ve been on vacation and it feels like forever since we talked, but I see you’re busy.” She said, grinning at Zayn and he shifted under her gaze making us both laugh.
“We were just-.”
“It’s just best to stay quiet.” I said, cutting Zayn off by putting my hand on his chest. He rolled his lips in his mouth and I laughed at his expression.
“I'm going to go get coffee.” I nodded, him leaving the hall and Tessa sent me a smile.
“So, he slept over?”
“We had our 3 months anniversary.” I said, wrapping my arms around myself.
“Are you guys being safe.” My eyes widened.
“Tessa!”
“It’s an honest question.” She complained. “Is that a no?” my face felt on fire.
“Yes.” I complained, covering my face, coming into the living room and she pushed herself off the couch. “Look I love you but why are you here?” she pulled her phone out of her pocket.
“A source sent these the other day.” She said, handing it to me and I felt my eyes widen, seeing me going to and leaving Zayn’s house. “And I came to warn you.”
“Shit.” I breathed. “You’re not.”
“You know I can’t.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to have to tell them.”
“I can’t.” I breathed, hearing Zayn leave the kitchen, probably heading to my room to finish getting ready.
“Well I can’t hide this much longer, it’s been a week and the source called wondering why their pictures weren’t released.”
“Shit.” I repeated.
“Look I don't see why you’re hiding it. He’s hot.”
“And a member of the biggest boy band whose fans are known to send hate to the girl that gave him his coffee.” She shot me a weak smile.
“How long has then been going on?”
“A few months.” I said after hesitating.
“So you’re the mystery girl.” I sighed, leaning against the couch. I nodded, eyeing her. “You know how much trouble you’re going to get in, using your job to cover yourself up?”
“I know.” I said softly, looking at my feet. She bumped her shoulder with mine and I looked up at her.
“You really love him, don't you?” she asked and my eyes widened.
“What? No.” I shook my head, making sure he wasn't nearby. “I mean.” I hesitated, turning back to her. “Not yet.” I said sitting up and standing in front of her. “But Tessa.” I breathed, shaking my head. “Last night we had that night.” She smiled. “The one you were always talking about, the one that made you feel a million times closer.” I shook my head. “We just talked and I don't even know where the time went. I didn't even sleep.” I breathed and she beamed. “I don't know Tess.” I shook my head, looking at my feet. “If I don't love him now I will soon.” She wrapped her arms around me, hugging me and I smiled.
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You Stole My Heart
Fanfiction“Catalina you don't like being in front of the camera, you rather be looking at the carpet than on it, and you rather write articles than be in them.” She turned her head to the side slightly. “So why are you with him?” Zayn squeezed my hand. “Becau...
