The Troublemaker's Little Princess

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Okay. Here's the second part. Read read, enjoy and gimme feedback.

This chappie is dedicated to my best friend  PomegrenateDessert.

Picture on the side is of Nathan Jacobs. Alice's Dadddy. 

So, yeah. Do vote people. Love the comments on the first chappie Btw. =) ^^

I woke up all sweaty and panicking. I had dreamt of being chased by a giant dinausor. No wonder I was sweaty. 

Pushing all the thoughts of the dreamworld aside, I climbed out of my bed and took my phone from the side table. The time read, 15:00 . 

Wow! I slept for almost eight hours in the day. 

I yawned and stretched my arms above my head. I put my phone on my bed.  The tiredness I felt this morning gone, I headed for the en suite bathroom. 

I walked on the blue and white tiled floor and stood near the  blue counter. I stared at the girl in the white framed mirror. She looked weird with make-up all over her face. 

I washed my face and cleaned out the day old make-up, brushed my teeth with my green tooth brush and stared at my hair. It was going to take a lot of energy and time to get the knots out of my hair. 

I took my pink hair brush and tried to brush my hair gently. But, that soon turned out to be me dragging the brush through my hair. After the countless effort I made, I gave up on the knots and just tied up my hair in a messy bun. 

I smoothed out the few wrinkles on my black Lady Gaga shirt and dropped the shorts I was wearing and walked out of the bathroom tossing it into the hamper. 

I took some worn out jeans out of a box and put them on. I still had to unpack. There were boxes all over the dark blue carpet. 

After looking at the mirror again, I decided that I looked presentable to go downstairs to eat whatever meal I was supposed to eat at this time of the day. Just then, my stomach growled to remind me that I was hungry. I took a long look at my baby blue wallpapered room with its white furnitures and got out.

I walked down the long fight of stairs and headed to the living room where I found my dad sprawled on the sofa sleeping like a mad man. He looked tired. His white shirt and black pants were wrinkled and I noticed that his brown hair had  bits of grey in it. My poor old dad is turning into an old man. I laughed at the thought of that. Dad always hated when people call him old. 

I smiled and noticing that the TV was on, I turned it off and went to the kitchen to make something. I decided that I'd make a snack for now and make dinner a little later. My stomach growled again. I don't know if it was the dream  I had that made me this hungry. But all that was on my mind was that I had to get food inside my stomach.

I found a box of Captain Crunch in the cupboard and poured it  into a bowl. I poured in milk and ate my cereal while sitting on the counter. 

 After finishing off my cereal, I wandered into the backyard and was amazed. It was beautiful. The grass was trimmed neatly. And there was big pool at one corner with a few umbrellas and long white deck chairs placed near it. 

I walked towards a swing hanging from a maple tree. I was swinging myself on it in no time. I've always loved swings. I got tired after a while and rested myself on the sweet smelling grass. I layed there on my back  and closed my eyes. 

After sometime, I got the feeling that I wasn't alone. I opened my eyes and rolled to a side and came face to face with none other than the so called troublemaker.

"Hey Zayn. Are you spying on me?" I asked him. 

"Nope. Are you that interesting?" He asked me with a goofy smile on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned to face the sky. "What are you doing here, in my backyard, then?" I asked in a bored voice. 

"Well, I just came by to see how my neighbour was doing. And also, my dad asked me to kindly deliver some school papers to you. Don't ask me what they are. School stuff is boring, so I don't know, I never read them." He replied.

"Why'd your dad ask you to bring school papers? How did he get them?" I asked propping down on my elbow looking down at his face. 

"In case you haven't figured it out, my little princess, my dad is also the school principal. You are such an idiot." He said while tucking a loose strand of hair behing my hair. 

"Whatever. I told you not to call me that." I huffed at him. I was annoyed and happy at the same time when he called me his little princess. He just laughed and said, "I know you secretly like it."

I didn't answer to that remark. Did I like it? I don't know. I just don't. What if I fall for him? What if he is like Caleb? What if he does the same thing? 

I was in a world of what-if's when I heard, my dad clear his throat. 

"Ehm Ehm. Now what is this?" He teased. 

"Dad!" I exclaimed, "It's not like that! We aren't even much of friends!" My dad looked at us and gasped. "Really now? That's not what it looks like to me." 

"Dad!" I cried out and dad started laughing. Zayn was also laughing as he stood up.

"Hey, Mr.Jacobs. I'm Zayn Malik." He grinned while stretching his hand. My dad gripped his hand with his, and said," Aah. You must be Trish And Daniel's son. I've heard about you."

With this, Zayn said, "I hope all good things sir." Dad laughed it off and said, "Not all good. But let's say that you are acceptable for my daughter." While I just stood there gaping and what he just said, Zayn was grinning from ear to ear. "Good to know sir." He took his phone and glanced at it. "Well am off then. Mom and dad are expecting me home before six and its already five. It was a pleasure meeting you Mr.Jacobs. And you little princess, I will see you tomorrow." He said after shaking dad's hand. 

I could see the teasing look on dad's face when Zayn called me 'little princess'. He is not going to let that go easily. "Yes, of course. Tell your parents regards from me and my lovely daughter." Dad said and of course Zayn caught the 'lovely' part and replied, "Sure thing. And yes, your daughter is certainly very lovely." 

With this remark, he winked at me and I blushed. This troublemaker and his flirting will only get worse. "Why,thank you Zayn." I said with a forced smile on my face. He laughs and walks away waving at us. 

When he was gone, dad said,"Is it dinner time yet?"

"I know. I am,going to make dinner." I say as we walk inside the house. 

I was on my way to finshing preparing dinner by making a salad when dad decided to start his teasing. As I started chopping the cucumber, he said, " So, little princess, huh?" 

I groaned and pointed my knife at him, "Don't."

Dad laughed and said, "But, am just getting started, a certain someone's little princess." 

"Oh, c'mon dad." I groaned again. 

This would be one hell of a dinner. I am sure he will never stop.  Stupid Zayn. I hate you!

How am I doing so far? Yeah? Love it or hate it?

~Delilah