Sumirans POV
" WHOS THERE!" i yelled franticly. " Hey." A voice I reconized said. " Oh hey Blake." this totally sucks. " Hey I missed you so much." Blake said giving me a hug. " Hey I want you to meet some one, my cousin." He said with his I cold voice. "Hi I'm Zayn." he said. All I saw was the out line of him. The dimmed sky made it hard, but I saw all his chiseled features. " Oh cool, do you guys wanna come in side for a while." I said trying at least to be nice. " Yah sure." Zayn answered. we all started heading back to the house. Kinda aka-akward all it was, was quite. I mean chirp chirp, crickets any one. It was so akward you could cut it with a knife. We finally made it. Few wipe your eye brows people we made it. " Ok make your selves at home, im going to go get changed and be right back down. OMG I GOT A GOOD LOOK AT THIS ZAYN GUYS, ANG OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS ITS ZAYN PANCAKEING MALIK EPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. Ok its ok Sumiran breath hes a person, YAH FROM PANCAKEING ONE DIRECTION, just act cool. Hmmm what to wear oh I know. My light blue leggings, my galaxy sweater, and my tan uggs. It a cold july night, weird. I threw my hair up in a messy bun, and popped my I phone in its diamond phone case cover, fancy right, and last but not least threw on my infinity directioner necklace , neat right. I headed down stairs rather quickly. AHHHHHHHH MY TOE MY PANCAKEING TOE AHHHH ITS ON FIRE AHHHHHHHHHH, I screamed on the inside. " ow my toe stupid stairs." I chuckled. " Oh are you ok." Zayn rushed over. " Yh shes fine." Blake said before I could answer. " sorry for my cousin hes a bit of a jerk." Zayn said. " Its ok, I know I date him." I whispered back. " Hey tomorrow meet me at starbucks I would like to get to know you." Zayn winked. " YOU GUYS COMING OR WHAT." Blake yelled. " Yah." I said looking down. I sat on the small love seat across from Blake and Zayn on the big coach being polite. " Here Sumiran do you want to come sit over here." Zayn offered. " No you are my guest, I insist sit." I said sternly with a smile. " Ok fine you got me." Zayn said putting his hands put chuckleing. " So do you guys want anything to drink, or eat?" I asked. " Yah I would like a beer." Blake said. "Sorry no sheaving to minors." I said rolling my eyes. " Did you just roll your eyes at me!!" Blake said hitting me. " Sorry." I whimpered. " Dude what the heck, what was that for, never hit a girl." Zayn scolded. " Dude I do what I want, she my girlfriend." he said ticked. " doesn't mean you can abuse her, you don't own her." Zayn said sitting next to me. " Are you ok." His Bradford accent asked. " Yah fine, used to it." I mumbled. " YOU KNOW WHAT ZAYN DONT COME BACK UNTIL YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD STRIAGHT." Blake yelled making me flinch. " Fine I don't care." Zayn said. " And Sumiran," blake said lifting up my face to look at him, but I look is down, "We are over until he is gone." " I'm glad I don't care." I prepare for the hit. " You know what you aren't even worth it, you useless piece of junk." ok now that stung, and im glad my parents decided to go to visit my grand parents to night and the rest of the weekend. Blake left leaving me tears flowing down my face and Zayn Malik comforting me. " Hey its ok, I'm here hes gone just let it out." He said rubbing circles on my back. " Do you think I could stay with you?" he says letting me go out of the hug and looking me in the eyes. " Sure." I say. " But can I ask you a crazy question." I ask " yah sure." he says so chill. " Do you want to sleep on the dock." I say with my eyes glimmering with hope. " It would be my pleasure Sumiran."
