A/N: It's not really true just fiction. Trust me. Cover of my other book above. Xx
*Zayn's POV*
*Ting tong* the bell rang, we looked at each other and the door flew open because it was not locked. "I'm going to Melbourne tomorrow! Pack my bag Patricia!" A voice announced and I winced loudly. Ashley heard it and turned to me with raised eyebrows and innocent, questioning expression. I motioned a nothing to her but she did not seem convinced.
Then the voice got a figure and I snarled. The person I didn't want to ever be here walked in.. Yaser Malik, my dad. "Why are these goddamn fucks called family here!?" He asked to my mum in the worst possible tone. "Ah..Z-Zain is here." She replied timidly.
*Ashley's POV*
I couldn't make out who this man was to talk in such a tone with the Maliks. Zayn seemed very upset at his presence, tons of times I could hear him wince and snarl repeatedly. Aunt Trisha quickly grew scared and timid within minutes.
*Zayn's POV*
I'm so ashamed of this man I have to call my father, Ashley had a worried and confused expression on her face, I never told her what kind of man Yaser Malik was.
"Oh look who's here! The popstar singing sensation and a womanizer Zayn Malik!" He taunted me, I covered my face with my hand and looked down, "Hey! You! Slut! Who are you? Why are you here?" He said pointing at Ashley, now this is just not right.
"What's your name!?" He yelled at her, "A-Ashley Brooks sir." She said in a scared voice, "Oh fuck your respect! Why are you here? Who brought you?" He asked in the meanest tone, "Z-Zayn. I'm his f-fiancé." She said and I could see her gulping hard with shivering hands.
"His what?" He yelled and gasped loudly, "My fiancé!" I stood up and replied, he laughed, "Your fiancé? Your? Nice joke! You just can fuck and throw, you'll get married?" He made fun of me. "She is..I love her.. It's been five years.. I'll marry her very soon!" I replied back.
"You won't! I won't let a Christian girl be my daughter-in-law!" He yelled loudly, "Yaser please! She's a nice girl. They're living together. I know." Mum pleaded, "You know? You know!!? My son is living with a girl since the last 3-4 years and I don't even know!" He yelled, this always happened. He always comes homes and yells for no reason and then goes away for weeks..with his girlfriend maybe.
"You never brought me up like your son! In fact you never brought any of us up. Mum always worked her ass off and payed for our studies and everything. You never gave us right to do anything. Now that I'm doing good in life and holding up my family why are you interfering?" I asked back, "So you'll add one more burden?" He taunted, "She ain't a burden! She's a stylist and has a fashion line." I crossed my arms.
"But a Christian girl will not live in my house!" He yelled at me, "She won't! Now that I do well and we used to live in the same house all these years as boyfriend and girlfriend we're gonna live the same way as fiances and then husband and wife in London!" I yelled back.
He flared with anger and held me by my collar and was about to hit me. I closed my eyes, mum never taught me to hit my dad or a girl except for my siblings, not seriously just a playful slap. Ashley came between us, "Excuse me but why are you hitting him?" She asked in a calm tone, "I will not let a British girl marry my son! You British have been racist!" The racist himself yelled. "I'm not...Neither my family...If I would've I wouldn't be agreeing to marry your son in the first place and your daughter wouldn't have been my sister in law!" She said referring to Doniya and James. "Don't do this." She said calmly. "And who are you to tell me what should I do and what not?" He asked, she took a deep breath, "Your to be daughter in law papa." She replied, "I'm not your father!" He yelled.
"Get out!" He yelled at me, "Get the hell out of my house and go live in your house in London with this Christan-British girl. Married or not, I don't care!" He yelled on my face, from the corner of my eyes I could see Ashley crying.
He left my collar, "You will not marry her." He crossed his arms, I went over to Ashley and made her look up, she appeared so fragile and weak. I held her as if she's my anchor in a stormy ocean, like if I hold her tighter she would break, like she was the only thing I got. I made her look in my eyes and leaned in to kiss her right in front of Yaser Malik, I could hear him breathing rapidly.
I pulled back, she smiled faintly, "I will marry Ashley O'Neil Brooks very very soon." I said and left the house, my relatives came out to bid us adieu. All of them hugged us and the younger cousins kissed Ashley's cheeks and made her smile. ''I'm sorry child!" Mum apologized, "You had to hear so much!" She broke down.
"Cmon mother in law! I'm okay! It's all good! Not a big deal. Relax!" Ashley hugged my mum and rubbed her back, "You should leave before he starts another drama." Doniya sighed as she hugged us, "Cmon all of you! Be happy! It's okay! I don't want to see such faces leaving!" Ashley yelled cheerfully as all smiled.
We sat down in our cars and bid adieu to them. I didn't speak, I'm too ashamed to look into Ash's eyes.
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