Laura Leighton as Margaret Hills aka Faith's mum (She's gonna have a big character ;) )
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C'mon Faith! Walk faster." He says with a wink, motioning his hands telling me to walk faster. I stop walking
"I can't." I say between my breaths. He stops and watch me like I just told him that I killed his daughter, well our now since we're gonna be married next month.
"C'mon babe, you can do it!" He yells checking my expression. "Zayn, I can't, help me!" As I say that, he sighs and advances towards me. "You can" He whispers, our nose touching. "I love you, baby girl" And with that, his soft plumped lips touch mine.
*thump thump!*
What the hell?
*thump thump!*
"Zayn check, who is it!" I yell out to him, but he didnt answer. Instead his face turned black. This is creeping me out.
"Zayn?" I ask again, turning towards him. Suddenly I fell from...........my bed? What? It was a dream? Damn, Zayn and I aren't together?
*thump thump!*
"WHO THE FÙCK IS BANGING ON MY DOOR AT-" I check the time on my phone. "AT 4 FREAKING AM?" I yell rubbing my eyes.
*THUMP THUMP!* Someone knocked on my door, this time harder.
"YOU'RE PAYING IF MY DOOR BREAKS." I scream angrily, opening the door.
There he was, blue eyes, brown hair. "Dylan?" I ask shocked.
"Yep, its me. So what are you doing babe?" He asks, a smirk on his face. He's definitely drunk.
He tries to grab my hand and bring me closer but he fails and falls on feet. Wow. Boys are definitely head over heels for me.
"C'mon. Grab my hands" I command, trying to pick him. Once he has grabbed my hands, I say. "Now stand up." Slowly he stands up, and I close the door.
"Are you drunk?" I ask him once he has sat on the sofa, knowing the answer. He looks at the sofa that is right next to where he is sitting.
"She's asking if you're drunk." He whispers to the sofa. I can't help but chuckle. He looks at me puzzled and says "Are you insane? His name is sofa, not drunk"
"Dylan. I'm serious. Where were you? And why didn't you pick me up today" I say, sitting next to him.
"Aye, how do you know my name? And yes I know that you're serious, bro....... I forgot what you asked" Bro? Oh God! He has lost his mind.
"Let's sleep." Once, he has went to bed. I quickly grab a glass of water and two advils and put it on the table at the side. He's gonna have a massive headache tomorrow.
I slip in the bed, hugging him, thinking about where he was and about Zayn, while sleep took me over.
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Unhealed Scars \\ Zayn Malik
Fanfiction"Please don't leave me" I cried "Everything happens for a reason" She said, a sad smile on her angelic face "What about Aimah? Don't you love our daughter?" I asked "If I had a choice I would never leave you both" She said, a tear escapes her eye ...
