Be Mine

Chapter Seven

Author's Note:
The girl in the picture is what being imagined as Amber Waters, just healthier. But just saying, Amber's size will soon change into that of the girl in the picture as she is exercising regularly.

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Grace's mind was racing with thoughts as Zayn was continuously shooting her alarmed glances.
"Grace.." Zayn whispered as the knocks on the door started to get a louder.

"Grace honey, you okay in there?" They could hear her mom's voice started to get worried.

"Get off!" Grace whispered furiously as she pushed Zayn by the chest, making him lose his balance and falling on the other side of the bed with a small thud.

"Fucking hell." Zayn whispered but quietened himself when Grace shot him a glare before jumping off the bed and grabbing on to the door knob, unlocking the door.

"H-hey mom, what's up?" Grace said casually, well as causally as she could muster up.

"Are you okay?" Her mom said as her eyes drifted from her daughter's face to around the room, "I thought I heard a scream-"

"Oh thaat," Grace said as she forced a laugh, "Oh I was watching this horror thing, scared my pants off."

Her mom seemed convinced as she let out a chuckle, "Oh really? Well get to bed honey, you have school tomorrow. You don't want to look like a mess."

Grace nodded as her mom kissed her forehead before walking away, allowing Grace to close the door shut and lock it. She slowly turned around and leaned against it as she let out a huge sigh of relief.

Thank God the tv was on.

"You can get up now." Grace whispered as she walked towards the other side of the bed, where Zayn slowly got up with a smirk.

"What?"

"Yeah I don't really think I scared your pants off. I mean, really?" He said sheepishly.

Grace rolled her eyes even though she could feel her cheeks warm up, "You have no idea how much trouble we would've been in if we got caught!"

"Yeah, and we didn't." He replied as a matter of fact as he took a step closer to her, "Speaking of trouble, you know the main reason I'm here. I need to hide the cocaine-"

"I'm not letting you keep your drugs here, Malik." She replied as she crossed her arms, "I didn't even know you did drugs!"

His eyes turned dark, "Did you even see me taking them? Even if I did, who are you to judge?"

Grace stood there quietly, her arms still crossed, as Zayn sighed before looking back at her.

"Then let me stay here tonight."

"Zayn, no."

"Come on," He urged, coming a bit closer so that now they were face to face, his eyes pleading, "Tomorrow morning I'll head out and deal with this. But right now, it's dangerous for me. Grace, let me stay."

Grace stood there, letting her arms drop as she let out a sigh. "You know you're taking the floor right?"

Zayn looked taken aback, "You're kidding, right?"

Grace gasped, "You think I'm going to let you on the bed along with me?!"

"It's not like I'd necessarily mind!" Zayn said as he raised his hands up in a defensive manner.

Grace rolled her eyes, "Sleep on the floor or get out." She said as she turned around and was about to get on the bed but Zayn grabbed her arm, pulling her back.