The kingdom

chapter twelve

(Carson's POV)

Zayn drives to the garage and parks his car. I open my door and slam it shut and zayn repeats this action and runs to catch up to me. "So I want to show you something." I look at him and smirk "well, what is it?" He chuckles and says "follow me Miss.James "

I nod and follow his tall silhouette down the hall,we find and elevator that I didn't even know was here,well shit,I could've been using this instead of the stair case! We enter and there are a bunch of buttons 75 to be exact and zayn hits the very top one, the roof.

The elevator starts to move and zayn turns to me "so, listen...I'm really sorry for what happened earlier at breakfast,that lady was being a total bitch." I stiffle a laugh and nod "yes she was,but it's ok..I'm just mad I had to eat my food in the car." He laughs at me and the doors open.

Revealing a beautiful roof top house,it's like a green house but it's an actually house. It's beautiful it has leaves and colorful flowers growing on all surfaces but there is still little to where you can see the natural tan color of the house. I smile widely and look around in awe.

I land my gaze on zayn who is standing there staring at me in adoration,"what?" He smiles and comes closer to me and my breath hitches "you like it?" I nod not being able to find my voice he smirks and takes my hand leading me inside the house. It's is just like a normal house but there are tons of paintings.

I look at all the paintings and one catches my eyes,it is of a girl sleeping she has long brown hair that is slightly waves and is curled up into a side ball with the sheets wrapped around one of her legs and is slightly smiling. Her baggy t-shirt happened to make her look smaller than usual and she is wearing little shorts.

Then it dawns on me,that girl is me. I wore the same shirt and shorts to bed for the past few days and that is my hair,too. I look over at zayn and smile "did you paint this?" He looks nervous and nods looking down "I-I am sorry if you don't like it I can get rid of-" I shake my head.

"No!...no it's beautiful keep it,I like it alot zayn." He slightly blushes "ummm,thank you Carson." I spoke his cheeks and he chuckles "are you blushing prince malik?" He looks up at me and chuckles "no....no I'm not." I laugh and nod "yeah,sure." He shakes his head with a small smile.

"So this is what you wanted to show me?" He nods "yes,not that painting specifically but I was showing you where I go most of the time,so if you need to look for me chances are I'm in my room or up here." I nod with a smile.

"Zayn?" He looks up at me "yeah?" I smile widely "I want to paint something." He nods and smiles "ok,let me go get my items I'll be back." I wave him off and giggle. He goes to a door that leads to a small hallway and I roam around the room looking at a painting and I stop at one.

It is so beautiful. There is a woman sitting on a beach and sitting in between her legs is a young boy,probably about six years of age,and he has the biggest smile on his face as does the woman and she has her arms wrapped around him in a gentle squeeze. I smile looking at the picture and don't even notice zayn standing next to me until I feel a hand on my arm.

I look at zayn and he sadly smiles down to me "who are these people?" He sighs and I take another look at the boy,and I realize that the little boy is zayn. I look up at him with wide eyes "zayn?...that's you!" He nods. "Ummm,yeah...uh,it is."

I look over at him and he is staring at the woman in awe,and he has tears in his eyes. I grab his shoulder and turn his face to mine,he looks at me and starts to silently cry,my eyes widen and I pull him into a hug,he stiffened and slowly puts his arms around my waist and cries silently.

I run my fingers through the bottom of his hair,because his beanie is now off,and I rub his back and whisper in his ear "hey,Shh...don't cry zayn,it will be ok." He lets out a shaky breath and looks back up at me,with teary eyes,even though he was crying his eyes look a lighten green,with flecks of hazel,but little red.