“Oh my gosh this house is so huge.” Zayn said to you. “Yeah it really is.” A strange voice said as me and Zayn walked through the house. “Umm… who are you?” You and Zayn looked at this blonde boy that just walked in from the outside backyard door. “My name is Ryan Brooks.” “And you are here why?” “Because I can?” he said to you. “Okay well we’re leaving tomorrow.” Zayn said. “Oh can I come with?” Ryan said. “Sure-” “I don’t-” Me and Zayn spoke at the same time. “Oh come one Zayn, he can come with us. Plus he looks tough.” Zayn grabbed your hands.
“Okay he can come, but we need to go back and get Hunter don’t you think?” Hunter. We were friends, and it would be nice not to be the only girl on this weird road trip. “Come on Ryan, let’s go to my room. We need to get some rest, and then we will get going in the morning.” You started walking to your old bedroom, pulling Zayn along with you, as Ryan followed.
“Looks comfy!” Ryan said as he ran and jumped on what used to be your bed. Zayn looked over at him, as you begin walk towards your desk chair. Zayn ran over to the chair before you got to it, and sat down. You gasped, and then he laughed at you. “You knew I was going to there didn’t you?” He giggled. “Yes, I did.” Zayn grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap.
***NEXT DAY***
“Are you taking anything with you Ryan?” he looked at you. “No, I am fine.” “Okay then let’s go.” Zayn said walking out to the car. “I will meet you out there I need to go talk to my dad. Ryan comes with me, he won’t yell at me in front of someone else.” Ryan and you begin to walk towards your dad’s study.
Ryan looked back making sure that Zayn was gone. He wrapped his arm around your waist. You stopped walking. “What are you doing?” Ryan leaned in closer to you. “Zayn is my boyfriend, you know that right?” Ryan backed up. “No shit.” He said sarcastically. “Let’s go.” You walk down the hall. “I want you. And I know you want me too.” Was this bitch on crack? I’m in love with Zayn, anyone can see that. Luckily the door was right there.
You open the door, and find that your dad wasn’t in there. Perfect. “Oh looks like he’s not here.” Ryan had lust in his eyes. You noticed that there was a package on his desk and it had your name on it. Of course he’s not here to say goodbye. I can’t let him to me.
