The Boy Next Door (UNCONTINUED)

Chapter 2

Anna’s POV;

‘Hi guys, where did you go? You were gone quite a while.’ Zayn’s mom asked us when we got back as she was cleaning the front windows of their house. Zayn grabbed my hand and held our arms up showing our tattoos and his mom just shrugged. ‘You are not mad?!’ Zayn asked surprised. ‘No, it was bound to happen any day now, you’ve been talking about it for ages so. Nice you did it together though and got the same thing.’ She answerred and I nodded. ‘Yeah, it’s a symbol of our friendship and how we complete eachother and keep eachother balanced’ Zayn said motioning to me to come inside. ‘I should go home, help mum with diner.’ I said and Zayn nodded, ‘Ok, talk to ya after.’ And he went inside. I crossed the crass between our 2 houses and walked around the house to go in through the back door. ‘Hey’, mom said as I walked in, ‘I already started, could you get the patatoes for me?’ And I nodded, ‘Hmmhm.’ ‘So, what did you guys do today?’ she asked as I put down the patatoes next to her and grabbed a knife so I could slice them. ‘We, uuuuh, we got those tattoos we talked about.’ I said still looking down waiting for her to start yelling. ‘Oh, those friendship yinyan things? Let me see.’ And I put up my wrist so she could see. She grabbed my hand to look closer at it, ‘I like it, it’s cute, not to obvious.’ Mom was always the one accepting these sort of things, she was actually the one that went with me to get a nose stud when I turned 16. My dad actually was the problem, he grew up with the idea of tattoos and piercings being for ‘street’ people as he called them. Ofcourse, as mum was looking at it he walked in and grabbed my hand to look at it and he went completely mad. ‘You’re not going out tonight young lady!’ he yelled and I just nodded, better not to go against it.