That's How We Fell! (ft.Zayn Malik)

Chapter 53

~Zayn~

I sat on the kitchen counter eating my
Mum's homemade samosa again for the third time in the day. I stayed home the night of my confession and the next day. I was leaving that day and so u was eating up as much as I could. My eyes flickered towards my phone. I had been recording Rachael's messages, calls and voice mails but I just couldn't bring myself to reply because, I didn't know what to tell her after I basically kicked her out.

When all she did was for my own fucking happiness.

"You know, Zayn," my father spoke, clearing his throat and sipping on my mum's sweet tea."Ray loves to keep you happy and she'll do anything to keep you happy."

Ummm.. that was out of the blue.

"I know right, dad. She knows Zayn so well," Doniya gushed making me smile softly.

I sat there, gazing at them not knowing what else to say because hell, they couldn't be more right.

"Zayn.. Zayn.. sunshine?" I blinked my eyes a few times, breaking myself form my self out trance.

"Yeah, mum. It's a cool colour," I nodded, smiling weakly.

"What is a cool colour? Zayn are you out of it, loser?" Waliyha teased. "Is Ray a cool colour?"

Fucking hell! I zoned out and ...

My mum smiled, teasingly. Her expression was filled with love, fond admiration and mockery.

"Mum..." I whined, but my mum just laughed along with my bloody annoying sisters.

"Sorry, sunshine."

I rolled my eyes, smiling however.

"But again, I said you should bring that special lady of yours, home. For Christmas, maybe? I'd love to see her another time in a different circumstance," she beamed, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

"I'll check and let you know, Mum. I don't know what her plans are. I mean, you know, right?" I told her, making her give me an understanding look.

"Bring her anytime, sweetie." She shot me a smile.

"And when she comes, I need a picture with her along with a signed CD or something. Man, does that girl sing," Waliyha commented, looking all dreamy. I bit my lip, preventing a smile.

"Yeah, she does sing." I nodded like the proud boyfriend that I was.

"Awww... Zaynie is in love.." Waliyha teased me making me go crimson.

"Shut up." I blushed further, cursing myself more.

She was right. I was loosing my bad it charm. But hey, atleast it was only by the mention of her name.

"Zayn?" I turned to my father's voice giving him a bright smile which he returned.

"I might not be there when you leave. So, take care, son," he said pulled me for a hug.

Good God! Son? Hug?

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Bidding goodbye to my sisters and mum was hard after the reunion. It had been a while since I had been this happy. But it wasn't complete. It never will be if it wasn't for her. I tapped my steering wheel, a content smile playing on my lips, my head bobbing to the tune that was going on on the radio.

"Summer, you creepy one!" I exclaimed, taking a seat next to the blonde.

"Gosh, Z. You scared me!" She said, jolting a bit.

I chuckled. "Staring at Horan again, are we?"

"Shut up, you asshole. You'll never understand unless you're in love," she gushed, flushing beet. I stuck my tongue out at her when she spoke again. "It's not like you do any better in front of Ray."