Idol (Zayn Malik)

Chapter thirty-eight - Her dad calls me Zen, alright.

And you have always been the only one I wanted

And I wanted you to know without you I can't face it

Astrid's POV

Suddenly, my phone started beeping and I understood that I was getting a Facetime call.

"I thought that I was the only one you talked to..." Zayn said with a kind of concern and I couldn't help myself but laugh a bit.

"I said that I only talked to my mom and to you" I explained while showing him my phone "and this is my mom"

It was cute how he couldn't hide his smile.

"You gonna take it?" He was concerned. I nodded in response.

"It'll be quick. Do you wanna stay or would you rather go?" I asked, hoping that he'd stay.

"I'll stay" he touched my cheek "as I said before, I wanna get to know you"

I smiled and finally took the call. Then, I realized that shirtless Zayn was ok for me but my parents would get skeptic if they saw him so. They'd start making assumptions and we certainly didn't want that. I made Zayn a sign to put the Northwestern shirt that I had just given him on; he understood the indirect and put it on immediately.

"Hey mom" I saluted my mother, who was smiling like crazy.

"Darling" she responded. "How's Milwaukee? And most importantly, how is that attractive friend of yours?" She asked and Zayn and I blushed, but he cracked out to chill the tension.

"Well, mom" I responded sarcastically to try to let the moment of awkwardness fade away. "Zayn's actually here" mom gasped but smiled when I tilted the phone, so that both of us could be seen.

"Nice to see you, ma'am" he pronounced. Gosh, he was so hot when he tried to be polite.

"Well, hello, Zayn, right?" Mom asked.

"Right ma'am"

"I have heard lots about you, young boy" Mom confirmed and Zayn smiled.

I was gonna kill mom.

"Astrid talks a lot about you too" he lied, I didn't talk about them, but the guy knew how to play his cards "I'm glad to be joining you for Thanksgiving by the way"

"Are you coming?" Mom asked baffled and Zayn nodded.

"I am, I love being with Astrid and I would adore getting to know her family" my heart hurt from how much I liked (loved) him.

"Well, I'm glad that you're coming" she chuckled. Damn, she was more enchanted with him than I was. LOL jk, that was impossible. "Richard" mom screamed "RICHARD" she screamed again, no response. Zayn and I just laughed. He was taking my hand tightly. "RICHARDDDD" she jelled again, this time much louder and a hurried dad appeared in the room.

"What's wrong?" He asked preoccupied.

"Nothing wrong, sweetie" mom told him and he sighed. "I'm talking to Tri and her...friend" lol I loved how she didn't know how to classify him, but to be honest I wouldn't know how to classify him either.

Dad approached the screen and looked at Zayn as if he was a weirdo.

"Hello sweetie" he referred to me "and nice to meet you, young man. Your name is?"

"I'm Zayn" Zayn responded.

"Zen?" Dad asked confused and I cracked out, Zayn smiled nervously.

"No" he laughed "I'm Zayn"