Undignified (Zayn Malik)

Chapter one

'Oh my god mother you need to get a servant i cannot deal with this,' My snobbish and very racist older sister Penelope said

'Penny please be patient we have been interviewing multicultrals,' My mother said. 

multicutrals were the name we used to people who weren't white, people who weren't white were treated very differently in my town and i personally didn't find it fair how multicultrals had to go to rubbish schools and had to use all our worn out things. 

they were people too. My opinion wasn't one that was popular everyone was happy to boss around the multicultrals and treat them like dirt. 

My best friends Celia and Imogen were very racist indeed, they were such good friends to me but whenever i went to their house they shouted at their multicultral maids and servants. They had no respect for them. I cringed as my sister shouted at them, i lay awake at night feeling bad for them.

I hated the society we lived in it was so damn prejudice. 

'I have gone three days without a servant,' My sister said as if this was the worst thing anyone could be faced with in their entire life. 

'Oh how could you poor thing,' i said sarcasitcally

my sister rolled her eyes, we were only a year difference she was 20 while i was 19 and we really didn't get along. We both could be twins we shared the same black as night hair and green eyes yet we were so different. 

'Its embarrasing mother! we are the only family without a servant! people will start thinking we are different,' Penelope said 

'So what different is good,' i said smiling

'Obviously different isn't good because if it was you would be engaged,' Penelope said

'Thats enough Penny!' My mother said

i rolled my eyes my sister was engaged to a man named Thomas who was very rich she wouldn't go a day without telling me about it and teasing me how i would never find a man. 

none of the men in my discrimintive town fitted my fancy they were all too rich and abnoxious and respect was defiined in my town by how much money you had. I think respect should be defined by how you treat your inferiors so in my town your servants and maids. 

The men in my town were snobbish and arrogant i was looking for a down to earth man. When i told Celia and Imogen this they said.

'There isn't one white man that fits your description in this town,' 

which i hated, i probably would never marry. 

What made me angry was that Imogen clicked her fingers at her african american maid, that was so rude and disrepectiful they weren't dogs they were human beings who should be talked too. 

The multicultral servants and maids usually went home at about 6 or 7pm they all went by the bus which took them to their segragated part of town, the multi-cultral part of town was so run-down compared to the white side we got better buildings and better schools and libraries. Their town was dark and dodgy and i would hate to live in those small shanty houses where the water probably wans't clean, i found it so annoying how people like Penelope complained about stupid things like not getting the new coco chanel dress while there were people living in those conditions. 

I wish i could have a chance to meet some multi-cultrals and properly like meet them as friends where they don't have to be nice to me because its their job. 

'Have you heard back from Louis Tomlinson?' My mother whispered as we returned inside after spending the afternoon in the sun.

'No mother! stop bringing it up!' i spat 

Louis was a very very very rich man, he had alot of authourity and he was 21. At a party about a month ago he took liking to me and my mother hasn't stopped talking about it, she thinks he will marry me. 

i really hope he doesn't he is the most arrognat man i have ever met, he is also one of the most racist and i cannot live with a racist man as racist as him. He treats the multicutrals as animals. 

Louis sent me two letters saying he will meet me after he returns from his boat trip, i am afraid he will propose when he gets back so i hope he takes his time getting back. I also made the mistake of telling Celia and Imogen who are so happy about it! they don't understand why i am so upset about it all. To them it was a dream come true but to me i had bigger plans then just getting married i wanted to make money for myself and not rely on my husband like mother does and Penelope will. 

We switched on the radio as mother did her needlework, father was interviewing perspective servants right now. I honestly didn't mind not having a servant it felt nice to do things for your self once in a while. 

I cringed at the story it was saying how a multicultral a chinese man accidently walked into a white woman's room while she was changing and is being put in jail. couldn't the court see that it was clearly an accident and the white woman should have locked the door?

My father called us down about 20 minutes later he said he had hired new servants and he wanted us to meet them.

we walked to his study, it was a long walk, i felt sorry for the servant because he would have to clean our massive house with endless corridors and lots of rooms. 

as we entered the study, i saw the two servants, they were obviously not white...they were tanned skin. Muslim were what they were called. 

I found myself staring at the man servant, he looked my age, i had never felt so attracted to someone before, he was beautiful he was gorgeous he had the most amazing eyes. his face structure made me drool. god he was perfect i have never seen anyone this good-looking. Wow. he had chissled features and an angelic face it was breath-taking, this man shoudlnt' be a servant he should be a model. but he is muslim so he cannot be anything other than a servant. 

But reality ruined my life, this man and i could never be he was muslim i was white we were never allowed to be. i didn't think i would ever be so crushed about something. 

i think he saw me staring and he gave me a warm smile and jusut by the smile i knew he was a nice person. his smile made him so much more gorgeous. wow.

'Elizabeth Penelope i would like you to meet the Maliks they will be working for us,' 

Penelope gave them  a nod while i gave the gorgeous man a hand-shake and i am sure there were sparks, his grip was so loving and warm and tender and safe. 

i then gave the little girl a handshake she must be her sister, i gave the maliks a smile which i hoped sugegsted i am not a mean white lady monster i am kind i am different and i am not mean. i hope they would understand they shouldn't be afraid of me. 

'This is Zayn Malik your servant Elizabeth he is 20 years of age,' 

i smiled at zayn he gave me a sort-of bow this was unnesseray i wasnt royalty. 

'This is Waliyah your maid Penny she is 16,' 

poor Waliyah, penny would not go easy on her. i felt so sorry for waliyah, she was going to get shouted at i wish i could save her but atleast i had Zayn as my servant. 

we turned to leave as my father started talking wages with the maliks, waliyah was so young and she was in work she is the same age when i was still at school. that is where she should be at school insetad of working. 

as i closed his study door i saw Zayn staring back at me with wanderlust in his eyes he was staring at me intently, he was trying to figure me out. Had he felt the spark that i had also? he had taken an interest in me. 

he blushed as he realised he had been caught staring at me. 

i gave him a chuckle and he smiled back. maybe we could be friends i mean we will be spending alot of time together. 

i heard the wage my dad was giving the Maliks. i almost felt sick with guilt as i heard the price they will be payed...it was much less than minium wage. 

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