Loved You Anyway [Zayn Malik]

3: Dinner with the Enemies

Okay before you continue reading this story I would like to make something clear because I've been getting a bunch of comments about it. Hazel is portrayed slightly bitchy and like a brat and to be quite honest, I wanted her to be portrayed like that for now. She isn't on good terms with her parents and she doesn't get along with the Maliks for a reason I didn't get the chance to mention in this book. Her character will develop onwards, I know she seems bitchy right now. On another note, thanks for reading! :) 

Chapter 3:

Zayn POV:

"Zayn get up!" Waliyha yelled, shaking me violently. I groaned and pushed her away but regretted it immediately when she pushed me off the bed and I hit the floor with a loud thump.

I whimpered in pain and could feel her smirking. I rubbed my head, trying to stop the pain. I looked up and noticed her looking down at me with an evil smirk on playing on her lips. I sighed and made myself comfortable on the floor and decided to sleep again. I heard her groan.

"Zayn, don't make me go get a bucket of water!" she warned and I chuckled.

"You wouldn't."

"Watch me!" 

She turned on her heels and walked out of my bedroom. I waited a couple of seconds, waiting for her to come with a bucket of water but she didn't. She walked back inside my bedroom and rolled her eyes. I smirked and sat up on the floor. 

"Just get up! Mom needs you to help her at the kitchen, dinner with the Anderson's tonight," she said and turned around and left my bedroom. I licked my lips and stood up, stretching my arms upwards hearing a few bones crack and relax. I breathed out and looked around my messy room.

I shrugged it off and looked out of the window. The blinds were pulled up, I moved sideways to try and get a better look of the room opposite. It was the neighbour's daughter's bedroom, Hazel I think her name was. Her bed was still messy but the covers were pulled off, her bedroom door opened and she walked in already dressed up in a sweater and skinny jeans together with a pair of Converse, her black hair was straightened and it flowed down her back. She yawned and frowned at her bed, then looked at the window and noticed me staring. Her eyes widened but quickly turned cold and narrowed slightly. She grabbed something off her desk and left her room, slamming the door shut. 

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused. I shook my head, trying to shake off the feeling that something was wrong and walked out of my room and towards the bathroom. After having a shower, I dressed into black skinny jeans and a white top; I arranged my hair and walked down in the kitchen. I grabbed a piece of toast from the toaster and took a bite. I leaned on the counter while my youngest sister munched on her cereal and my Mom was looking through cooking books. I sniffed and trailed my tongue over my front teeth, still thinking why Hazel had acted that way. I mean, yeah I was looking through her window but it wasn't like she was naked or something and besides, she wasn't in the room when I first looked. But the look in her eyes wasn't of being uncomfortable, it was something else.

"Zayn, can you go buy me some things?" my Mom asked and looked up at me, while grabbing a piece of paper and jotting down things to buy. 

I shrugged and waited for her to hand me the paper and money. I took out my cell phone out of my back pocket and text ed my best mate, Harry. My phone quickly vibrated with a reply, I smirked and placed it back in my back pocket. My Mom handed me the paper, I kissed her on the cheek and left the house. I slammed the door behind me and walked down the drive way, when I turned right, a car drove down from the driveway of the Anderson's. Mrs Anderson smiled and waved, I smiled back but Hazel, that was sitting in the front seat, didn't even glance up. I heard my name being called and I looked up and noticed a curly haired boy walking towards me. Mrs Anderson waved goodbye and put the car to drive and drove down the road and out of sight, while the gates closed behind her.