I Fell in Love With A Stranger || Zouis au {Slow Updates}

Chapter One

Zayns POV

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"Zayn dinners ready get down here now!!" I sighed, "Coming!!" I yelled, slowly getting up off my bed. Tonight I am going to tell them, my parents have always been supportive but this was big. What if they hated me, what if they kick me out? Shuddering I walked out of my room and stood at the top of the stairs attempting to calm the butterflies that were fluttering around my stomach.




Gulping I slowly made my way down the stairs, my hand gripping the banister attempting to keep me up.




"Hey Zayn!" my youngest sister Safaa, grinned looking at me. "Hey kid" I said, ruffling her hair as I walked past. I sat down and we began to eat. My younger sister Waliyah was telling us something about how her teacher had brought in his puppy to show the class but I wasn't really listening.




"What's wrong Zayn?" Mum asked worriedly. Sighing I placed my knife and fork on the table, "I have to tell you guys something." Everyone looked up at me slowly. I hesitated, Doniya gave me an encouraging look.




Being the oldest sibling out of all of us, I decided to confront her with my problem, she was very supportive and was the on who suggested I told our parents.




"What is it boy?" My dad asked. This is it, I have to tell them sooner or later. I gulped, here goes. I looked down and fiddled with the end of the table cloth.




"I-I'm uh gay" I stuttered.




Everyone was silent. My dad slammed his cutlery on the table and stood up. I flinched.




"WHAT?!" He thundered, he's eyes cold. I looked around the table. Mum was looking at me disappointedly, the younger girls didn't know what was happening and were watching our dad with fear in their eyes.




"I'm g-gay" I mumbled.




Suddenly I felt a hand grab my collar and reef me backwards. I stumbled to my feet and realised my dad was dragging me towards the door. I could hear the girls screaming at him to let me go. I was choking, my shirt was pressing against my throat and I was struggling to breathe.




"No son of mine will be gay!" He bellowed. Flinging the door open he threw me on to the ground, hard. I gasped as my knees hit the cement. "But dad-"




"Do not call me that," he growled menacingly, "I will not have a faggot as a son. Never come back to this house again do you hear me!" I looked behind him at my mum and younger sisters. My mum shook her head and looked away, probably too ashamed of me. My sisters looked at me from behind her with tears in their eyes, they didn't understand what was going on. I nodded sadly, my eyes watering. He gave me one last disgusted look and slammed the door. I sat up pulling my knees to my chest and cried. Where am I going to go now? I didn't have any relatives around and my best friend was in Ireland.




"Zayn!" I looked around confused, "Up here!" I looked up and saw Doniya leaning out my window. "What are you doing?!" I whispered shouted.




She looked at me sadly, "I'm sorry it didn't work out, it's all my fault!! I shouldn't of told you to tell them."