Love or fear?

And so i met him

*AMBER'S POV

I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs in the kitchen. 'That's weird,' I thought, my mom never made breakfast, we usually had cereal. I put on my slippers and wrapped myself in one of my light blankets. As I hobbled down the stairs I heard a mans voice, it was cool and raspy. I lost my footing and fell down the stairs sliding into the kitchen, right at the mans feet.

He helped me up as he said "good morning, I'm Zayn."

"Amber," I replied, "but what are you doing in my house?"

"I live next door, we moved in yesterday. Your mom invited my family over but they had plans so they sent me down." He said smiling

"Amber honey," my mom said, "why don't you show Zayn around while I finish up."

I started to show Zayn the first floor of our two floor house. First I showed him the living room, he started looking at pictures of me when I was little so we didn't stay in there long. Then I showed him the den, I'm not sure why but this amused him. Zayn lied down on the couch, however I yanked him up, because of how much left there was to see. We walked upstairs and I said "this floor only has bedrooms and bathrooms."

"Well show me anyway," he taunted.

We walked down the hall as I showed him the various rooms, first was my sisters, then my mothers. When we got to the end of the hall he frowned. I was a little bit worried to show him my room, especially because I had no idea who this man was. I opened the door regardless of my doubt.

"This is my room," I said.

"Nice," he laughed as he looked around my colourful room.

There was something about him that didn't add up; I wasn't sure wether it was something I was forgetting or wether I knew him. The way Zayn smiled, his half smirk that made girls feel like jello seemed familiar.

I sat down on the edge of my bed, and Zayn looked at me curiously. Did I do something that interesting? He was pacing around my room when he tripped over my foot. The next thing I knew he was falling on top of me. I was petrified, and he blushed. Zayn looked like the kind of person who could beat up someone. There was no reason why I shouldn't have been scared.

He tried to get off, but slipped and ended up grabbing me as he rolled onto the floor. It was then when I noticed how beautiful my new neighbour was, and it was then when my mom walked in the room, only to find Zayn on top of me on the floor.