The Malik Twins

Chapter 5; Don't get him mad.

"Are we moving too fast?" I asked Jules. I think so, but it all just seems to make sense. 

"I'm not sure. We'll find out in the future." She grabbed her keys and hugged me. "Alright, have fun you two, gotta go to work." I shook my head and hugged her back. 

I walked her to the door and said "Be careful!" She shook her head and kept walking. I closed the door behind her and turned around. I need to think about this. Relationships hardly work if it's moving too fast. Wait.. was this even a relationship? I don't want to be in all of this mess. Ever since i've met him things have been chaos. What's between me and him?

I walked over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I wish that they gave me crutches. I know it wasn't that serious, but it would help. A lot. I walked over to the stove and boiled water. I made tea and waited for it to cool down. I poured me a mug and set it down on the counter. I pulled out a chair and sat down. There was loud knocking at the door, which startled me. What if it was Max? No. It couldn't be. He doesn't know where i live. I scooted hear and walked slowly to the door. I looked through the peep-hole and I didn't see a face. It was someone's back. It wasn't max, this guy was shorter, and his hair is dark brown. I backed up, and stood on one foot. I opened the door and the body turned around. 

"Whoa. What happened to you?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Well hello to you too, Zayn." Zayn smirked and looked at me up and down. 

I cleared my throat and he looked back up to my face. "Is there anything you need?"

"Uh, yeah. Is Zack here?" I shook my head and called for Zack. 

"How'd you know he was here? And how'd you know where I live?" Zayn shrugged his shoulders. Wow. That's kinda....creepy. 

"Zack!" I called again. I heard footsteps and I turned my head. Zack was walking down the stairs and he creased his eyebrows. 

"Zayn's here. You can come in, if you want." I looked at Zayn and he shook his head. He stepped in and closed the door. I limped over to the the kitchen, letting them have their own conversation. I sat down and sipped on my tea. I tried to listen, but i could hardly hear. 

"Yeah. He hit me.... Well I wasn't just going to sit there and let him hit me or the girls."

I heard more mumbling. 

"Well they can take care of their selves."  What? Zayn has problems if he thought that I could've beat him without Zack. I got up and limped towards them. When I turned the corner Zayn's head turned and he looked at me. I creased my eyebrows and Zack turned to look at me. 

"Leah. Can you please go into the other room?" I shook my head and took a step towards them. I winced and stood on one foot. Zack walked over to me and tired to pick me up.

"No. I'm fine. And this is my house. I'm not going to go into another room. And I know that I probably shouldn't have listened to your conversation. But Zayn if you thought that I could protect myself and Julia by ourselves you have problems." Zack walked over to me. 

"He didn't mean it li-"

"No. Yes he did. The guy's like 8 times bigger than me! How do you expect me to fight him by myself. Do you even hear what you're saying? That's ridiculous. That's like you going against... the hulk or something." I didn't know what to say, so I said the Hulk. He was the only person that I could think of.

"Well of course. No one can." I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "You're acting like he was going to kill you/"

"Well.. hmm, let's see. He fractured my wrist, my ankle-"

"That's all. No big deal. You're not dying."

"I wasn't even finished. You're so -"

"Leah." Zack said.

"No. He is. And you know it. I'm not just going to let you walk into my house and talk about me, like i'm not here. If you have a problem with me then just leave. Gosh. You have no respect." I shook my head and looked at Zayn.

"Is that all? Just a fractured wrist and ankle-"

"Fractured ribs." Zack said. He turned towards Zayn. Zayn looked at me then back at Zack. I pushed Zack out of the way and walked towards Zayn.

"Get out. Just get out." I limped past Zayn and opened the door. I turned around to face Zayn. 

"Leah. I didn't know that it was that b-"

"Really? You didn't? Probably because you wouldn't let me finish my sentence. I mean It's not like i'm dying, right?" Zayn looked at me, then back at Zack. Zack shrugged his shoulders. 

"And you need to come home." Zayn said.

"He's not 12. He can do whatever he wants." I looked at Zack and he looked down.

"I probably should be getting home.." He trailed off. Wow. Is he serious? He's grown. 

"Wow. Okay. Well goodbye." I motioned my hand to the door and Zayn walked off. I looked at Zack and he was looking at me. 

"Go." I said. I moved away from the door and winced. It hurt a lot more than the first couple of times. I looked down and a tear rolled down my face. I quickly wiped it and looked at Zack. He was starring at me. There was a look in his eyes. Like a hurt look. Like i just hurt him. Zack walked towards me and wiped a tear from my face. I looked up at him and cleared my throat. 

"Your brother is waiting." I said. 

"Leah. Please don't be like that." Zack bent over and kissed my forehead.

"I don't think you want to keep him waiting. He has bit of a temper." I said looking at him.