Its the Life (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

                   We walked back in to the kitchen and Harry Styles was making some tea, “Who was that girl last night” I asked him. “Huh?... Oh I don’t know she wasn’t a fan so she didn’t recognize me.” Harry replied as he poured the tea in a cup.  “Good job Hazza!” Said Louis as he walked in to the kitchen where everyone was gathering, “Thanks Boo-Bear I try!” Harry said to Louis.  It went silent while everyone was eating breakfast, “What are we going to do today guy?” Zayn asked.  “We should  spend the day alone and watch movies in our rooms” Niall said, he looked over at Briar and winked, her cheeks went rosy red, “That sounds like a good idea” Briar said blushing.  After breakfast we all left the kitchen, I grabbed Zayn’s hand and we went upstairs I ran and jumped on to our bed the covers went flying upwards.  Zayn looked at me and laughed he came and laid down on the bed with me, “When were you going to tell me about your new cuts?” he asked sounding worried. “Well..” I looked down “I got texts from my parents saying that they’re going to kill me when they find me.” Zayn’s jaw dropped “When did they send those texts babe?” He asked me “On my birthday… Before we left for supper I deleted my Facebook and twitter, I didn’t want them to find me.”  I started crying and my tears were running towards my ears since we were laying down.  Zayn sat up and lifted up to top part of my body and put me on him, he laid down and I was laying down kind of on top of him but next to him.  He started rubbing my arms “We have to keep you safe from your family, should we tell the fandom about us tomorrow night?” he asked scared, “Yea we may as well I don’t feel like hiding anymore.” I replied looking up at him.

                                              He kept rubbing my arm and I fell asleep on him as we watched Scarface.  When I woke up it was 4:30, Zayn also fell asleep and the movie was over.  I put on Take Me Home; The boys got their CD for me on my birthday.  I showered, got dressed and straightened my hair, I walked back to my room and Zayn was awake.  “Where are you going sexy?” Zayn asked smiling, “I don’t know I just wanted to do my hair.” I replied.  He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, I started to playfully hit his back, “Is that all you got?” he laughed as he walked down the stairs.  Everyone was sitting on the couch talking, Zayn threw me over the back of the couch so I landed right on it.