Faking It

Chapter 9: Trouble

Chapter 9

Trouble

Zayn's P.O.V.

Hope fell asleep on the couch and I was really tired so Dylan offered to let us stay the night last night. I slept in the guest room and Hope slept in her room. I still find it so weird that Hope has this whole other life that she hid from Liam. I knew about her mom and brother yet I still feel like she's hiding something. It's not like I'm going to ask or anything. She'll tell me when she's ready... or if I find out first.

Hope's P.O.V.

I roll over in bed and crack my eyes to see light streaming through the window. I roll back over and look at the clock. 10:38

Sensing my movement, Snickers moves from the foot of the bed up to me and begins licking my face. I laugh and pat his head. He rolls over on his back giving me an expectant look. I can't help myself so I scratch his stomach with both hands. I finally get up and say to Snickers, "Come on, boy. Let's go out." He wags his tail and hops off the bed. I open the door and walk down the stairs to the living room. I see a note folded on the coffee table. Opening the note it read:

Isabelle and I went to work but didn't want to wake you. You know where everything is. I'll call you tonight.

-Dylan

I hear a whine and I look to see Snickers sitting by the door. I open it and he runs outside barking at a squirrel. Shaking my head with a smile I walk to the kitchen and grab some eggs and bacon. I grab two pans and turn the stove on. The eggs and bacon sizzle when when I put them in the hot pans. Seeing Zayn's jacket hanging on the rack I make two servings. Just as I'm putting my eggs and bacon on the plate I hear a door open and shut down the hall. Zayn walks out with no shirt on, his hair sticking up in all directions, and his jeans from yesterday hanging down showing the band of his boxers. I put his plate next to mine on the table, "Go put a shirt on and then you can eat."

He groans, "What? Is my sexiness too distracting?"

I roll my eyes and stand on my tip toes reaching for the salt, "Whatever floats your boat." I hand reaches past mine and grabs the salt. I stumble back surprised and see zayn standing there with the salt in his hand and still no shirt. I glare at him and go to grab the salt from him. He jerks his hand back making me miss, "What do you say?"

I give him and agitated look, "Give me the salt."

He holds it above my head and sings, "What do you say?"

I sigh, "Give me the salt please."

He shrugs, "I was looking for a 'thank you' but that works too."

I grab the salt from him, "I could have gotten it myself."

He was already walking down the hall the to the guest room and he calls back to me, "Whatever floats your boat."

Snickers scratches at the door and I open it to let him back in. He run in and immediately runs to the table looking at the food. I take a piece of bacon off Zayn's plate and toss it on the floor. Snickers runs and scarfs it down. He looks back up at me licking his lips. I smile, "Sorry, buddy. That's all."

Zayn says from behind me, "Did you just give my bacon to the dog?"

I shrug, "You have another piece. Plus, the dog is nicer to me than you are."

He mutters sitting down, "Whatever." We eat in silence and when we are done I put our dishes in the dishwasher. When I walk out Zayn is laying on the couch and says, "So, what's the plan?"

"I'll get dressed and we can head back."

He nods in response and I walk back to my room. Snickers trots beind me with his claws clicking on the wood and his tags clinking together. I let him in my room before shutting the door. He hops up on my bed and paws at the blankets before laying down. I pat his head and he closes his eyes. I give him a small smile. Dylan got him for me as a birthday present last year. I get changed and actually run a brush through my hair. I grab a hoodie and walk back to the living room to find Zayn in the same position as when I left. He looks up at me and stands up grabbing his jacket. I hear i whimper from behind me and turn to see Snicker sitting there looking up at me. I bend down and he walks over to me. I pet his head, "Sorry, boy. I've got to go. I'll see you soon, okay?"

He licks my hand and I smile, "Be a good boy while I'm gone." He wags his tail and I give him one last pat before turning back to Zayn. He opens the door for me and we begin walking back to their flat. Zayn breaks the silence, "So, Dylan and Isabelle... Are they, like, a thing?"

I nod, "Yeah they've been together for a few years now."

He nods and we go back into an awkward silence. After a while Zayn speaks again, "You and Dylan look alot alike."

"I guess so." I glance over at Zayn, "Dylan says I look a lot like our dad."

"Did you know him? Your dad, I mean."

I shake my head, "No, he died before I got the chance."

Zayn's eyes flicker over to me, "Oh... I'm sorry."

I shrug, "You didn't know."

"So, what were Dylan and Isabelle talking about with your mom?"

I sigh, "Dylan wants me to get a restraining order against her."

Zayn shrugs, "That's not so bad."

"Maybe not to you." I snap, "Look she's my mom, okay? Getting a restraining order will make it where I can't see her and she can't see me."

Zayn then says, "Isn't that what you want though?"

I pause searching for words, "Well, yeah but it just feels wrong. She's my mom whether I like it or not."

"Well, can't you send her to rehab instead?"

I roll my eyes, "Do you honestly think we haven't tried that? We have... eight times."

Zayn stops, "Eight?"

I look around, "Yes, eight."

He resumes walking and doesn't say anything the rest of the way. We walk up the stairs to his flat and he pulls out his key unlocking the door. We step in and I see Faith's tan legs hanging off the couch. She sits up when we walk in and her expression changes from suprised to a smirk.

I give her a questioning look, "What?"

She says still smirking, "You guys are in trouble."

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