Cassandra walks home, holding her lover's hand. Suddenly, tears begun pouring down her cheeks as if something struck to her. Noticing her trying to breathe uncomfortably, Zayn gets concerned and turns her face to him. A small gasp from his chest rumbling out. "What happened, Cassie!? You tell me, and you tell it to me right now. Did someone—" "No," out of nowhere, she chuckles. Silence upon their little twinkling hearts and her happiness confused him. Why was she crying then? "We've been through so much, it feels like we loved each other for so little while." Zayn crushed his eyebrows together. "What do you mean, my love?" Brushing her hair back soothingly, Zayn plants a chaste kiss over her glistening forehead. Love makes a man lose every sense against disgust. "We were so dwelling on other's lives. My body still remembers your love, which we made every night. But somehow, it was just sex." Zayn had his eyebrows furrowed as he looks at the young girl. "It was blissful, withou