Hate to Love (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 2- Heart Broken

Chapter 2-

-Lina's POV

Lina's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/last_few_months_as_senior/set?id=69041998

"Lina!.... Catalina Rose!" I heard faintly. My eye lashes fluttered in confusion and the fact i was sleep deprived.

"Catalina!" My door swung open. My mom was standing fully clothed in her regular dress and heels that she wore almost everyday to the studios. I groaned as she walked over to my corridors and opened the white curtains letting the morning sun shine in.

"Up!" She commanded pulling the covers off my sore body.

"Mommie I can get ready in like five minutes if i have to, just give me more time to sleep!" I whine.

"Ha!" She laughs "I believe that just as less as when your little sister says it." Then she strolled out of the room shutting the door behind her. "thirty minutes!" She yelled.

I put my pillow over my head screaming into it. Finally after ten minutes of complaining to myself I got up but with only twenty minutes to get ready now. I ran over to my walk in closet pulling out one of my favorite dresses and peach heels from my shoe rack to match. I pulled off my night clothes running swiftly to the bathroom taking a five minute shower at the most brushing my teeth, then pulling my dress over my body and zipping it into place. I stared at the make up that was already spread out on the sink. I put in my usual light spring foundation, blush, mascara, eye liner, and light shade lip gloss, i blow dried my hair brushing through it and styling it with a clip. I put in some light peach rose earrings and a rose charm bracelet to match the print on my dress. I ran back into my room picking up my Calculus book along with the other notebooks, my phone and things I needed throwing them into my designer backpack.

"Catalina! Mommie said Hurry up!" Isabella's high pitched voice screeched with a giggle.

I rolled my eyes i didn't get why i couldn't just drive myself in my own car I was a licensed seventeen year old senior. I grabbed my heels off the floor, while slinging my bright pink backpack over my shoulder. I ran down the stairs seeing Isabella her hair was down in their natural waves styled with a clip also. She was dressed in a blue sweater dress red leggings paired with red flats.

"You look cute" I complimented slipping on my heels.

"You look better." She sighed. "You always do. Your very pretty Lina" I bent down in front of her placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Everybody is pretty, but it takes someone like you to be that inside and out." I smiled, tapping her small nose with my index finger. She giggled wrapping her small arms around my neck.

My mom came walking out of the kitchen with her purse and keys that belonged to her white expedition "Okay. Are we ready finally?" She protested annoyed at the very least. I nodded standing up straight again.

"Lina?" She looked up and down my body.

"Yes mam" I answered reluctantly.

"Stand up straight shoulders back, chin up high. You are a gorgeous young lady. At lest act like one." She sneered walking past us and out the door.

She was always on my case. Like she just expected perfection out of me. I rolled my eyes looking back at Isabella who was in the position my mother described, she already had her brain washed to do everything ignorant thing she said.

"Lina! Let's go! I don't have all day! I need to get down to the studio I have a huge meeting to attend!" My mother was already half way down our walkway and almost in the street. This was going to be a long ride to school.