Spring Break With One Direction

Chapter Ten

Chapter 10

 "And here is where we are staying" a voice says, bringing me out of sleep.

Wait... how did I get here?

I open my eyes and see that Zayn is carrying me bridal style into the house.  It was really comforting being in his arms. It felt safe... it felt right.

"Well hello there" Zayn smiles down at me. I blush, now feeling a bit awkward in his arms. 

We walk into the living room and Zayn gently sets me down on the couch. It is really quiet, no one knowing what to do or say.

"Um... Is anyone hungry?" I ask, already knowing that Niall will be.

"YES!!!" he shouts.

"I'll go make us something then" I walk into the kitchen, hoping that Aunt has some decent food. 

"Ugg!! What to famous, teenage boys eat!" I grunt. I start looking through all the cupboards.

"I personally don't think that there will be much food under the sink" I whip around from my sitting position on the floor to see Zayn smirking in the door-frame. 

I stand up and put my hand on my hips, "Well where do you think good food will be Mr. Smartypants?"

Zayn lets out a long laugh. "Mr. Smartypants?" he asks in-between gasps.

"Shut up! That's what my brother says" I mumble, blushing a deep shade of red.

"How old is he? 5?" Zayn continues to laugh.

 "No 16..." I mumble. He starts laughing even harder, if that's possible. 

"You need to hang around people more mature" he says after he has calmed down.

"Who? People like you, the guy who was just laughing over a guys age?" I yell/ask, getting angrier and angrier by the minute. I have always been defencive for my brother. It is usually the brother protecting the sister but since I'm older, I just decided I didn't want my brother getting bullied or picked on.

"Whoa whoa"  He puts his arms up in defence "I'm just trying to have some fun" 

"Then why are you making fun of me and my brother" I'm now yelling at him.

"Um... I didn't mean too" he mumbles, looking down at his feet.

I let out a sigh, I don't like seeing him like that. Looking sad and awkward. It didn't suit him. He was way more attractive when he was happy. When his brown eyes gleamed and he had a smile spread across that perfect face... I quickly look away from him, now noticing that I was staring. "Just help me find some food" I mutter.

We search through all the cupboards and decide on some British brand of crackers that I've never seen before.

We go back into the living room, everyone has found a seat of some sorts. The 4 boys were all squeezed onto one couch and Lindsay and Morgan were sitting very comfortably on the other couch.

"Here you go Niall" Zayn chucks the crackers at him.

"This place is amazing" Liam complements.

"I know right" I reply. "It's so much fun going for walks through the trees."

"Don't you get lost" Harry asks, making me giggle at his stupid question.

"It doesn't go on forever... eventually you will walk out some where" Lindsay answers, with a raised eyebrow. He looks back at her with the same facial expression, making the rest of us laugh.