Blood Love [COMPLETE One Directon Fan Fiction

Blood Love: C 6

Blood Love: Chapter 6

Zayn's POV:

It's been about a week since me and Rita have been dating. Louis teases us non-stop if he catches is kissing. It's starting to become annoying.

"Zayn, can you help me with these dishes? The boys left them all over!" Tia yells from down stairs, I smile and run down the steps to the kitchen.

I'm greeted by a frazzled Rita, her hands full of suds and her hair coming out of her ponytail.

"Sure love. Here, let me fix this." I say and turn her around. I take out her hair and braid it.

"How'd you learn how to do hair?" She asks and starts loading the rest of the dishwasher. "I have three sisters. Two younger than me, I managed." I say shrugging. She smiles.

"I'll be right back. Could you please start the dishwasher?" She says drying off her hands and walking into the bathroom.

I look around trying to find the soap for the dishwasher. I eye a big bottle that's filled with orange liquid.

I grab it and fill the little compartment, shut it, and start the dishwasher.

I sit on the couch and sigh.

Minuets later I hear a screatch.

"Ah! What did you do?!" She yells. I rush into the kitchen, my eyes widen as I look at the sight before me.

"I- uh...um." I stutter. Rita is surrounded by white bubbles. The suds are almost as high as her neck.

"I put soap in the dishwasher! That's all I did!" I yell stepping into the kitchen, I slip on the wet floor that's hidden from my sight and fall.

I kick Rita's feet out from under her accidentally and she falls on my chest. I wince and groan as she knees me in the place no man wants to be hit.

"Zayn, I'd feel sorry for you if you weren't such a numb-skull. If you looked on the bottle that you filled the washer with you would have realized it said: Not to he used in dishwashers. Exactly for this reason!" She shouts.

The foam grows and grows, surrounding us and making a little fort around us with bubbles.

"I'm sorry." I whisper. She sighs and kisses me lightly on the lips. Too soon her lips detach, but I wouldn't have it.

I grab her neck and force her lips back onto mine.

All too soon we hear screaming. "WHAT THE ACTUAL F*CK!" Louis shouts. I sigh and we stand up. The suds have gotten almost to the ceiling. And I can only imagine they are half way out the door by now.

"Louis! No cursing!" Liam yells.

"Zayn? Rita? What happened?" Liam asks calmly. I hear a screeching sound and a thud. Oops.

"Ow." Niall whines. I laugh silently.

"Mister idiot hear out dish washing detergent in the dish washer, and not dishwasher safe detergent. So now we are surrounded by bubbles!" Rita yells.

I look over to her, but she's not there. "Rita? Where are you?" I ask. She sighs and stretches out an arm.

I grab her hand and I smile.

"Turn off the dishwasher!" Harry yells as he falls on the ground. I hear two more thuds before we actually reach the creator of this mess.

We turn it off, and it stops. The suds start to disappear and in minuets.

I look around looking worriedly at four wet boys and a wet Rita glaring at me.

..........I'm in big trouble.......