Zayn’s POV;
Luckily my parents weren’t to mad about the tattoo I’d gotten with Anna, now the only one who could still be a problem was Anna’s dad and judging by the sounds coming from her house he was pretty mad. Anna was an only child and her mom let her free, but her dad, her dad held real high standards for her which over the years had caused some hard and depressing times for Anna, without her mom’s support she wouldn’t have been here today. After diner I went upstairs to my room and sat on my balcony, everytime she had trouble with her dad and he’d ground her and send her up to her room we’d just sit there and talk. It was quite easy, her room was across from mine, about 2-3 meters apart from eachother. I had a balcony and she didn’t so she’d sit in her window and I’d sit on my balcony and we’d just talk and play music and stuff and our parents never said anything about it though they could hear us. ‘They should be finished with diner by now..’ I thought and as I did I saw Anna go out the backdoor. ‘Where are you going young lady?!’ I heard someone yell, it was her dad. ‘Just going to grab my guitar from the bungalow and then I’ll..’ ‘No Anna, you are going upstairs right now and don’t you dare come down before breakfast tomorrow morning!’ Damn, I hated that guy and so did half the neighbourhood. I saw Anna’s eyes water up while she walked back in the house and my eyes started to water up too. ‘Stay strong dude, you have to be strong for her’ I thought to myself and I saw her come into her room and she walked straight to the window and opened it.
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The Boy Next Door (UNCONTINUED)
FanfictionZayn & Anna, Anna & Zayn. Neighbours, best friends forever. Would their friendship survive or change when Zayn takes part in One Direction. Or would it even become more then just friends? Read and find out! (My 4th fanfic).
