A cup of Sugar (Zayn Malik fanfic)

Finding Nemo?

Juliet woke the next morning with a smile on her face, even though she knew that today was the last time she would talk to the boy next door. She got ready, ate some breakfast, and even cleaned the house to pass the time until noon. 

She was in the middle of sweeping the kitchen when a knock came from the front door. She peeked through the peep hole, and smiled.

Zayn was greeted by a big smile that belonged to none other than Juliet. 

"It's the first time I'm not greeted by a yelling door," Zayn chuckled.

Juliet blushed, "Well I am expecting someone this time."

Zayn nodded, "Oh really and who might this someone be?" He managed to make her blush again making him grow a smirk. "Can I come in?"

She nodded letting him enter. She led him to the living room and sat down across from him. 

"What do want to do?" she asked.

"Well I brought some movies we could watch," he said holding up three small rectangular boxes. 

"Oh that's nice," Juliet said though she didn't really know what she was supposed to do with the boxes.

"Yeah their my favorite ones. Where's you TV? Do you have a DVD player?" he asked.

"What's a DVD player?" she asked curiously.

"It's were you put the movie in so you can watch it from your TV," he explained. Thinking maybe she had a TV, but just not a DVD player.

"What's a TV again?" she said trying to sound like it had slipped her mind what it was. Though she perfectly knew that she had never encountered a TV.

"Your parents really kept you away from the world, didn't they?" he asked moving closer to her.

"I know they have a good reason, but the closest thing to the outside world is the radio," she explained. "And I'm not even supposed to have that I think."

"Don't you ever want to go out and live  your own life? I mean your eighteen, you have every right to go out," he said getting mad, but he didn't show it. He didn't want to scare her.

"I can leave?" she asked innocently, her eyes getting bigger.

"Yes Juliet you have been able to leave since you turned eighteen," Zayn said quietly trying to control his anger.

'Why was he getting angry? Because he can't believe that she has been kept away from the world, and she doesn't even know her rights against her parents. She could of been gone by now; gotten a  job somewhere. Maybe even gotten married by now.'

Zayn stopped there, 'No if she would have left by now he wouldn't be in this situation. He would have never met her; he wouldn't be having feelings for her. He wouldn't have a chance to have a future with her, but maybe he could take her out to the world and be the one to show her how beautiful it is.'

 "Zayn?" she asked poking his cheek. She wasn't sure how she should approche him.

Zayn came out of his thoughts,"Did you just poke me?" 

Juliets eyes widen and she backed away from him. "Y-you weren't answering me-"

"You know what happens when someone pokes me?" he cut her off, moving forward towards her.

Juliet shook her head. She didn't know if she should be scared or worried.

"They get tickled to death," Zayn said stopping in front of her as her back hit the far end of the couch. Her eyes wide. She didn't know what that meant, she had never heard of that, 'tickled' before. 

Before she knew it Zayn started poking her sides with his fingers. The feeling it brought to her made her want to laugh. So she did just that.

 "Ahhhh hahahhaahaha Zayn why am I laughing so hard?" she asked as she bent her body at a weird angle and moved her arms all over the place.

"It happens when you get tickled babe," Zayn chuckled. 

'Babe? What does that mean? I know it is like a shorter word for baby, but why is he using it like that? Maybe he calls everybody babe?' Juliet thought as she realized she was having trouble breathing. 

"Zayn as  much as I like the feeling of being tickled, I think I'm having trouble breathing," She gasped out. Zayn stopped worried written all over his face. 

"Oh my gosh are you ok? Just take deep breaths," he said starting a pattern with his breathing to show her. 

Juliet nodded her head and slowly copied his breathing, nodding her head.

"There we go. Do you have asthma?" Zayn asked.

Juliet shook her head. 

"That's strange. Are you feeling better?" this time she nodded her head with a small smile. "Good. Now how about we go to my house to watch Finding Nemo?" he asked.

"What's Finding Nemo?" she asked, eyes filled with curiosity.

"Well we have to watch it in order for you to find out what it is don't we?," Zayn said smiling. He felt like he was talking to a little girl, but it didn't matter.

"Ok, but we have to be back before five. My parents will be home by that time," Juliet said.

"Don't worry I'll have you back before," Zayn said. 

They both got up and Zayn grabbed her hand leading her to the back door, swinging their hands back and forth. Once they arrived he took her to the living room and set up the movie. 

Juliet was sitting down wonder and eagerness as she looked at the TV turn on and the previews started playing. She sat criss crossed, a pillow pressed to her chest. All through the movie her eyes were big with tears as Nemo's mom died, sad when Nemo was caught, happy when Dory finally remembered the address.

To Zayn it felt like it was the first time watching it with how Juliet was reacting to it. He'd never felt more happy.  

Soon though after the credits, he felt her lean on his shoulder and realized she had fallen asleep. He couldn't wake her up so he laid down, bringing her with him. He remembered he had to take her back before five and told himself he was going to wake up before.

Time passed by when Zayn finally woke up and looked at the clock sat above the TV.

4:55

He jumped up from his previous spot and picked up Juliet slowly, bridal style running towards her back yard. He was glad she was a heavy sleeper. She might have a heart attack if  he had woken her up with only five minutes to get back home. 

He opened the door and checked if her parents had arrived. They had, he could hear a car in the drive way and quickly walked to the living room and laid Juliet down on the sofa. 

"I'll see you soon Juliet," he whispered hearing the lock turn from the twist of the key. He kissed her head and ran to the back door, locking it before closing it quietly and looking through the window. Her parents had just entered the living room staring admiringly at Juliet sleeping. 

He sighed in relief and walked to the fence starting back for home.

"I'll get you out of there one day Juliet, I promise."