It's Sunday, that means I'm going back to college this evening, mum made some cookies and being the good neighbor she is, she prepared a plate full of cookies for the Malik's, and the weather is really cold so I wouldn't let my mum take the cookies for them
"Where are you going mum?" I look at her as she was wearing her coat and the cookies plate on the table by her side.
"Taking these to the Malik's , won't be late" she said and opened the door.
"Wait, I'll do that " I wrapped Waliyha's scarf which she basically forgot at my house around my neck and walked to my mum
I put on my uggs and walk out with the hot cookies to the Malik's house, which is not far away at all, their house is so simple, just like ours. That's what I see from the outside.
I ring the doorbell and stepped to the back abit and took a deep breath, I expected Safaa to open the door and smile widely at me , I smile at the thought. That little girl is really nice.
But, not everything we expect is true.
The door opens and I am face to face with tall guy, long black hair and hazel eyes, mustache and beard , very handsome, extremely charming.
"Hey umm.. Where Is- I mean, is Waliyha or to-mrs. Malik here?" I ask and I have no idea why the hell I am stuttering, but this face is new and leave it to me to be dumb in front of new people, handsome ones.
He is staring.
"Um... Yeah, sure"he turned his face and shouted"Mum!"
Okay, this is the Zayn Malik!
He turned his face to me and I smile
"So, you're Zayn?"I ask and smile
"Yeah" he smile" but don't tell your friends about where my house is, please, it's a family time I don't wanna meet fans now"
My smile drops leaving my lips parted and looking at him in disbelief, so he thinks I'm a fan? Dude, I don't even know you.
" basically I'm not a fan and I don't even know you and even if I was I wouldn't go out in this rainy weather in my pajamas to see you " he tried to talk but I cut him off "And not because you are a singer in a band which I do not know, doesn't mean everybody is a fan."
I let out my breath cause I was talking so fast. And he is shocked.
Told you, leave it to me to be dumb when it comes to talking to handsome guys.
"I didn't mea-" Zayn started but his mum came and smile widely" oh Maria dear, welcome" she looked over at Zayn " how shame of you Zayn, let her in!"
"Sure." Zayn moved away from the door and rolled his eyes.
Trisha pushed me in the house and I'm so glad cause I was freezing out there.
"I'm, thanks, I just brought these to you, mum made them" I smile and handed her the plate which she gladly took "thank you, Zayn honey, this is Maria our neighbor "
"Yeah, hi, nice to meet you." He looked over at me and smiled, I think it's fake
I don't think , Im certain .
"Nice to meet you too" I smile and nod at him.
"MARIAAAA" safaa's little voice yelled while and I smiled "yes!"
Waliyha came and hugged me and I hugged back" it's nice to see you here"
"Thanks " I smile and pull back
"Are you staying for the dinner? We can call Anne and unt Alexandra and we can have dinner together!" She jumps slightly in excitement and I chuckle.
" I'll call your mum" Trisha smiled at me as she walk in searching for her phone
"I'm no ma'am!" She stopped and looked at me confused" I mean, I'm leaving this evening "
Safaa looked up at me and raised her brows with her big blue eyes staring at me "why!"
"My break ends today it's only for a week so...yeah" I laugh bitterly and put my hands on my pockets.
"Umm, where did you get this scarf from?" Zayn asked and I looked up at him
"Waliyha. Waliyha forgot it at my house, we kinda share it."
"Great, it's mine." He put his hands on his pockets and shrugged.
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Internal Conflict.
FanfikceI wrapped my arms around his neck, staring at his eyes as my heart squeezed itself his arms were around my waist swaying in a rhythm with the beat he has asked for this dance, but we were silent, eyes were screaming but tongues were tied. he gave me...
