I herd someone open the door thinking it was zayn. I sat up and saw a middle aged women who looks like zayn. black hair and everything.
"Sorry dear I didn't mean to wake you just thought I would come check on zayn."
"It's ok and if you don't mind me asking who are you."
"Oh I'm zayns mum and who are you?"
"Oh I'm zayns friend he sorta let me stay here because it was really late and he didn't want me walking home late at night."
"That's my boy always protecting girls."
"Mum?" zayn mumbled.
"Yes darling."
"Will you come tuck me in?" zayn said.
I looked at zayns mum and I mouthed I would get it. I walked slowly over to zayn. I bent down and started to tickle him.
"St-sto-p."
I soon stopped and zayn grabbed me and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and started running.
"Zayn don't drop me."
"I won't, but you are going to get it."
"No please dont."
"Relax I'm not going to hurt you."
"You better not."
"Trust me babe I wont."
It still feels wired him calling me that. As soon as he put me down he started doing my make up.
"This is how you are going to make me regret ticking you?"
"Just wait I am almost done."
"It prolly looks bad."
"Ok I'm done no let me take a picture."
He sat down by me and took a picture. I look like a stupid clown.
"Now you will get it."
"How?"
"Because it's going on twitter, instagram, and Facebook and you will be tagged in all of them." zayn said as he started running.
"Zayn give me your phone right now." I said as he slammed his door shut in my face and locked it.
"To late princess."
"Zayn why is you do that?" I heard his my ask.
"She tickled me and that's my weakness."
"So still you should have done that to the poor girl."
"Thanks zayns mom." I screamed through the door while she opened it.
"Ok so I put the pic from last night when I was singing and the one from just now."
"You are dead Malik."
"Sure I am skiles."
I thought to myself you know what staying with zayn is pretty fun maybe I should give him a chance.
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Hayran KurguHow would you like it if you moved to a new town and already has an enemy. That's the life of a 14 year old. Meet Emmie skiles. She lives with her mom Emma. Emmie use to have a brother name chandler and a dad named Nathan, but a tragedy struck the...