It is not at all surprising when Ian's son Zayn also likes to go fast. However, it seems that he drives more safely. The interior of the car smells like new. Not with any cigarettes, but with delicious perfumes.
- How old are you?
I'm confused by Zayn's quick question. I got confused and turned my head to him.
- I'm eighteen.
-Really? -looks at me for a while and turns back to the road.
- Yes.
He scratches his chin and thinks furiously about something. We turn into some residential area.
- Let's stop by to say hello to a few of my friends. Nothing against?
Before that we had gone to have lunch. Lunch was rather quiet and uncomfortable. I was afraid to talk to him because he seemed really serious.
- Of course, - I nod and look at another rich house, the yard of which we are just entering.
After getting out of the deliciously smelling car, I feel a bit uncomfortable. I will be among unknown guys and that feeling is new to me. Zayn just barges into the house without letting us know we're here. Zayn nods at me and I hesitantly enter the house. A big dog is running towards us. I bent down so that I could celebrate with him.
-Tommo! - Zayn screams loudly again.
I frown. Is this the dog's name?
-Hello, Zy!
I cringe even more when a thin voice, but very loud, rings through the whole house.
A guy enters the corridor. For a second I thought it was a girl. I stand up and look at the guys who are hugging each other in a friendly way.
- This is Grace. Ian's friend's daughter.
-Ou . Hello , I'm Louis , - boy smiled
- Call him Tommo, - Zayn pats his friend on the shoulder.
-Tommo? Isn't this a dog? - I look at the dog that is licking my legs.
They both laugh and shake their heads.
- Let's go to the living room. Everyone will gather soon.
Everyone? Will there be more? Well, good.
I follow the guys and we appear on a huge website. It is all white and even the furniture is white. A huge sofa, a fireplace, a wide-screen TV, a coffee table and a piano. I unbutton my coat and hand it to the brunette. He puts it on the couch.
-Ian thought of marrying Grace's mother.
I turn to Zayn, because that conversation touches me too.
- That's great, - the brown-haired man looks lost.
- No, it's not, - I interject and draw the boys' attention.
- Why not? - he looks at us.
-You know what Ian is like, Zayn murmurs.
-What is Ian like? - I approach them even closer.
Louis looks at Zayn and Zayn looks at me.
-Maybe she should know? - the guy asks.
Soon there is a big commotion and the dog starts barking.
-Ah! She is the daughter of Ian's friend Grace, -Louis introduces me.
Everyone greets me and I smile.
- Shall we drink? - asks one of the guys.
- No. I won't be long. I have to take Grace home, Zayn smiles at me.
- Don't worry. I really don't want to go back there yet, - I waved my hand.
-Grace?
I hear a voice and look at the door. David and Liam?
- Wow, who's back, - David looks at Zayn.
- Do you know Zayn? - I have to frown again.
- New York is not as big ass it seems, - laughs Louis and the others join him.
David and Liam greet me and then Zayn. My head is about to explode.
- This? A party? - Zayn.
All the guys agree, but they still decide to invite only their own. Guys take action. A few go to the store, a few more prepare the music equipment, and I stand and watch the scene, along with David and Liam.
-And where are Louis' parents?
-His dad lives on the other side of New York, and his mom... is dead, -sadly answers Liam.
The heart shakes and starts to beat a little faster. How terrible ... and how painful.
-Grace, I invited the girls too, -Louis winks at me.
- Oh, thank you, - I smile.
- You can invite your own.
-Really?
- Yeah. Go ahead.
He laughs and leaves us.
-What do you think the girls do?
Liam's eyes light up, revealing that he can't wait to see Brie.
- They are already on their way, - David waves his phone.
Ok It seems that parties are becoming my daily routine.
The boys start to laugh out loud, but quickly shut up.
-Who did you fight with again, Horan?
I sigh desperately and close my eyes.
This evening will definitely not go well, but it will be interesting.
- Beautiful bruise, - I smile, and this smile seems to disappear.

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Something I Want
FanfictionI know that He is a lost book. The cover is beautiful, drawing you to open the book, but the inside is unpredictable, thought-provoking and horrific. But He quickly became someone I want, someone I love and someone I hate. Original writer: Nouislavm...