"Wake up Zayniee Boo !" My mothers loud voice awakened me from my sleep .
I rose up out of the bed . My face scrunched up at the sun shinning through my window . I scratched my head as i walked downstairs to the kitchen .
" Oh god Zayn , please don't make your face like that ." My mum joked .
I'm guessing my face was still scrunched up .
"Well go ahead and get ready . Put on something you can work in . We'll be moving Niall's belonging in ." My mum said excitedly .
I groaned out loud . Too be honest I think she moved on a little too fast and for gods sake he's 23 . He might as well be my brother . He's probably a gold-digger or something .
*
I stepped into the shower and turned the water to the hottest setting . I washed my body thoroughly . I applied the shampoo and washed my hair .
I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed to room . When I arrived to my room I put on black Calvin Klein briefs, light grey sweats and a cut off shirt. ( muscle shirt , cut on the sides and shoulders . Hope that was a better description ) I really didn't care about my hair so I let it stay the way it was .
I grabbed my phone and headed down stairs . I heard the car beep so I went outside and got into the car with my mum , she was seated in the passengers side so I'm guessing she wanted me to drive .
My mum was currently giving me the directions ( though there's only One Direction ) . We ended up at a small house . My mum exited the car and walked into the house . She looked a little to excited. I wasn't planning on going in so I just sat there.
About 10 minutes later she poked her head from out of the door waving her hand . I guess that means I have to go in , Great . I adjusted my glasses and headed into the house .
When I entered there was boxes all over the place . I heard my mum ... Giggling in what seemed the back off the house . I closed the door and stood there like a statue . The floor became very fascinating , so I just stared at it and zoned out .
"Ahem . Zaynie , I want you to meet someone . I heard my mums voice say.
I cocked an eyebrow and slowly looked up . My eyes met a trouser-less male . He looked around 20 . Blond quiff with brown roofs , blue eyes and he was tall and lean . He was quite muscular also .
Every mate that I have is fit so . When I check someone out they say its very obvious . But my argument was I'm just an observant person .
He coughed awkwardly , interrupting me from hard gaze . He extended his hand and said " I'm Niall ." My mouth parted slightly . His voice was fu-freaking deep and his accent made me feel weird my stomach was like ... burning .
He started looking at my mum with a um wtf is wrong him face . I was awfully embarrassed so I snatched my hand back and started packing the truck .
This is going fantastic .
*
We finished packing everything and we finally made it home . Luckily he drove in his own car . So I didn't have to be in the same car as him . It's not that I'm being a jerk it's just , I don't like the idea of him coming into my life out of nowhere and also I don't know what his intentions are he could be using her .
We were all sorting through some things . It wasn't to bad , well that's until my mum decided to leave the room . I'm not to sure how this happened but . Niall and I were side by side . We were unpacking boxes . I needed the box cutter , which was in between his legs . Only like 2 inches from his crotch . At the time I wasn't really paying attention . I tried grabbing it from my peripheral vision . But I grabbed something else . I heard the intake of Niall's breath .
I snatched my hand back . I was terrified . I could feel the look of terror on my face . I stood up . " I w-was t-trying to get the b-box cutter . I SWEAR !" I said gasping for air in the process. Oh my god .
"It's f-." Niall attempted to say . But instead I ran to my room .
"He knows I'm gay . "
"No . That's not what that means ."
"Yes it does , you're so dumb . I was having an internal battle with myself . I need help .
As of right now I'm doing my best to stay away from him . Yes I know I am a coward , but at this pint I could care less .
"Zayn! Dinner . " my mum yelled .
Oh bloody goodness . The world must hate me .
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"So was packing fun ? " My mum asked . And yes I know that is a dumb question . Another one of my mums pathetic attempts to make me talk . Really , was packing fun .
She's been making failed attempts to get me to talk to Niall all throughout dinner . But I have no plans to do that. I quickly ate my food and gulped down my water . I through my dishes into the sink and sped walked into my room .
Alone at last .
Yeah , right .
There Niall was , standing in my door way.
"Can I talk to you ?"
His deep Irish voice rung through my ears .
"S-sure" I said un-sure.
