Zayn Malik's Long Lost Sister (Unedited)

17. Phone Call

**A guitar strumming of Ne-Yo's 'Let Me Love You' filled my ears. And I looked around in this sunny park and saw Edward, sitting down on a small baby blue blanket with a picnic basket to his right, a smile on his face that showed love and sincerity, while his fingers found the strings of the acoustic guitar and played the beautiful music. He did not sing.

"How did I get here?" I mentally asked myself, but it was spoken aloud in my voice.

"It's only a dream." Edward finally said.

I felt the weight of my physical body and I knew I didn't want to wake up yet. But the strumming was bringing me back to reality. It was the sound of my ringtone.**

I shifted over in bed and mumbled. "Stupid phone."

I cuddled against my pillow, head laying down in its comfort but it was stiff this morning. Probably because I haven't slept on it all night. A rumbling came from underneath me and my mind started to become uncloudy as I felt the rise and fall movement of my pillow.

My eyebrows came together and I blinked my eyes open, finding a color under my head that wasn't the same color as any of my pillow cases. I felt something warm wrap around me and that's when I freaked out.

"Oh my god!" I yelled, scrambling away from the body I curled up to.

Edward shot up as my voice pierced the quiet room and he fell off of his side of the bed, at the same time I fell off the opposite side.

I peeked over the edge and saw Edward just begin to do the same. As hair fell in my face, I pushed it back.

My ringtone stopped and everything went back to being silent. Until it started up again.

"Marley, I-"

"No, no." I cut Edward off, shaking my head. "Never speak of it."

"I didn't mean to scare you." He said.

I grabbed a pillow that fell to the floor with me and threw it at him. "You're speaking of it!" Sure I was a bit freaked out over that, because its never happened. Nothing similarly close has ever happened, like that. The only faces I wake up to are my parents, and that's only when I leave my room in the morning.

I stood up, getting to my feet with the help of Edward's bed and frantically started looking for my phone, looking through the blanket and sheets. It must've fallen out of my pocket during the night. A night I shouldn't have spent here.

Stuffed half way under the pillow, I finally retrieved the ringing device and answered it without a second look, or thought.

"Hello?" I said, my voice still yet giving away that I was sleeping.

"Marley, hey." A already familiar accented voice said. "Are you alright?"

"Uh, yeah." I was breathless, still not expecting to have fallen asleep with Edward. "Just shaken up a bit."

"Did I wake you?" Zayn asked.

"You did, actually. Scared the crap out of me." I chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I tried to time it correctly, but I guess I didn't do too well." Zayn said, sounding as if he was up for hours. "I've waited a while."

"Awh, you waited to talk to me? How was the suspense?" I teased.

"Torturous." He joked.

We both laughed, but it soon died down to be filled with a tensioned silence. Edward stood from his place and cleared his throat.

"I'll be downstairs if you need anything." Edward said, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

I peeked over at the alarm clock and was informed that the time was now 6:02 am.