Hidden (UN-EDITED; on hiatus indefinitely, sorry)

Chapter Thirty-Three

When I woke up, the house was completely silent. I sat up on the bed and hugged my knees, remembering all that had happened the night before. The more the memories rushed back, the dirtier I felt, so I got up to take a bath.

Realizing there was another bathroom, I went into that one and took off my clothes before stepping into the shower. The warm water slowly woke me up as it slid down my back. I couldn't help but wonder what the fans were thinking now that they knew what happened to my family. Surely, as I saw on twitter, they weren't happy about it.

After a while, I slowly turned off the water and stepped out. I grabbed my towel, shuddering as the steam from the shower was replaced with cold air. I wrapped a white robe and walked into my room to change. Throwing on some blue jeans and a t-shirt with a picture of a camera on it, I walked out and sat on the couch. 

"Hey." a voice said from behind me.

I turned around to see Zayn walk in.

"Since when do you wake up before the others?" I asked.

He shrugged and sat down next to me.

I turned the t.v. on and decided to turn on cartoons, not the news. I put on Tom and Jerry, which had been my favorite since I was a child. 

"So, um, we don't have any concerts or anything to go to today..."

I looked up at him.

"I was wondering if maybe... you wanted to go do something... with me..."

I smiled.

"Yeah. Sounds like fun."

He smiled.

"Alright, cool."

"What do you want to do?" I asked curiously.

He smirked.

"I know what we're going to go do, but it's a surprise."

"No! I hate surprises!" I complained.

He simply walked away, still grinning.

"Zayn! Wait, don't leave me hanging!"

I heard him laugh from across the hall where he had walked off to. I sighed and sat back down on the couch and focased my attention on the cartoon that was playing. I began to laugh, but stopped immediately. I'm going on my first official date with Zayn.

My eyes widened and my palms began to sweat as my nerves got the best of me. What if I do something stupid? What if he laughs at me? What if he dumps me on the spot?

"You okay Brooke?" I heard a groggy Liam say from behind me.

"Uh, y-yeah..." I stammered.

Either he believed me or he was just really tired, but he just sat down on the other side of the couch.

I took a deep breathe and stood up. I walked down the hall and into the kitchen, where I found some cereal and made myself a bowl. I walked back into the livingroom and watched the t.v. while eating it. As I was finishing up, Zayn came back in.

"Get ready and we'll leave." he said.

I nodded and put the bowl in the sink before running off to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and wrenched my brush through my tangled hair. Finally, I skipped back out.

"Ready when you are." I said with a smile.

He smirked and held out his hand. I took it gratefully and we walked out the door.

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"Zayn, can you please just tell me where we're going?"

"I told you, it's a surprise."