How It All Fell Into Place.. (Zerrie story)

Enemies to Aquaintances

Doniya's P.O.V

I hated her. I really did. No wonder Dad doesn't like her. She's too noticeable within our family. Blonde hair, blue eyes and fucking snow white skin doesn't go with our black hair, brown eyed and tan family. Plus she was too obnoxious and up herself. Flaunting around Zayn's bedroom with just her underwear on, pfft. Just like all his other exes, trying to get into his pants, not the other way around. These bitches need to stop because I'm tired of Zayn getting hurt, and I'm tired of having to deal with it.

You're probably thinking, then don't deal with it, but I have to. Zayn doesn't have anyone else to turn to in those situations, and with Dad being a man and not knowing these things and Mum always being busy with work or cooking or housework, I'm the only one he has to turn to, because I'm pretty sure Waliyha and Safaa have no clue what's going on when this happens. I hate seeing him cry himself to sleep, because it hurts me as much as him seeing him this way. I've given the exact same warning to all his other ex-girlfriends but they never listen. It pisses me off.

I sat down at my vanity, brushing my hair. It's not like I have anything else to do. Not surprisingly, Zayn came in not even five minutes later, with a seriously angry face.

Oops.

"Why the fuck would you say that to her? You're such an arse!" He yelled, pulling at his hair. He's trying to contain his anger, I can tell. He isn't allowed to hit me, or Waliyha or Safaa, because if Dad found out he'd beat the shit out of him; it's happened before when he accidentally slapped Safaa when she woke him up earlier than usual. I know its not fair, punishing someone the same way as they punished their.. victim if you will.

"I don't know what you're talking about, dear brother." I said back, placing the hair brush on the desk before turning to face him.

"Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about, dear sister. You know exactly what you said to Perrie and now she's a mess and so am I because of it! Can't you see that I actually love Perrie an-"

"You actually love her? Please Zayn, that's what you said about every single one of them. How do you know that she wont become another one?"

"-d she might be the one! You have no idea what you've done Doniya! Just because it's happened before doesn't mean that it will happen with her!" He continued yelling, as if I didn't say anything at all.

Wait for it. Wait for it.

"What the fuck did you say! I actually mean it this time Doniya! You have no idea of what I hope to do in the future with that girl! And you being a such a bitch, maybe it might happen again, and this time you cant blame the girl, because it will be all your fault!"

I sat there in silence. True, I've been a bitch to Perrie, but I've been a bitch to all of Zayn's girlfriends, and that doesn't make Perrie an exception. I have to make sure that these bitches know what they're getting into, and it sure as hell hasn't worked, so I stepped it up a notch with Perrie.

"I'm going for a drive." He sighed, running his hands down his face before leaving my room.

Maybe you are being a bitch.

Maybe I am, but I don't care.

*****

I knew Zayn had planned something as soon as he stepped through the front door, a stupid smirk was placed on his lips.

"Whatever it is you're planning Zayn, I don't want to do it." I say boredly, flipping through the boring magazine on the couch.

"You are. You will. Mum will make you, I've already spoken to her, she agrees. You know you cant say no to Mum." He answered.