“what do you mean cherry? I am Zayn”
Once again Gigi was sure that he wasn’t zayn. Didn’t zayn lose all his memories? Then how the hell is he able to remember my nickname?
“leave my hand” Gigi said in a warning tone. Instead of leaving her hand Zayn’s grip tightened on her hand. suddenly Zayn pulled her in a hug which stiffened her whole body
“why are you so angry cherry? Did I do something wrong?” his husky yet manly voice reached her ears which made her shiver.
Zayn kept saying sweet words to her which made her be swept away by her emotions
“yes. I am very angry at you”
Why the hell was she crying? Maybe she missed this warmth ad love? But this shouldn’t affect her like this. He wasn’t the real zayn but it still felt so good almost too good to be true
Zayn pulled away and stare
