Will She Remember?

Zayn's Christmas

Sam's POV

My father and I sit on the sofa together watching the news.

I hate the news It's boring and depressing.

I sigh placing my hand on my cheek, resting my elbow on the sofa. I pull out my phone with my free hand, checking Facebook. I look through my news feed. Studying my friends Christmas photos from Canada.

I miss them.

Once again I sigh. Then I get a message from one of my best friends from Canada. Jen.

Jen: How's London?

Me: I love it here but I miss you guys. :'(

Jen: We miss you too.

Me: What are doing up? It's got to be atleast 11.

Jen: Same old Sam never good with time. Close enough though.

Me: Lol. What's new?

Jen: Nm but I got a new bf! ;)

Me: Who?!?!

Jen: Remember Logan? He's on the hockey team.

Me: OMG! He is such a hottie!!!

Jen: I know. Soo.....What about you any special guy in your life?

Me: There is five of them.

Jen: Ooohhh How cute are they??

Me: It's not like that Jen! There my new friends. There most greatest friends I could ask for....

Jen: Oh I see where I stand. :(

Me: There not as great as you of course.

Jen: I know no one can possibly be that great.

Me: Same old Jen.

Jen: Are you coming back for Christmas???

Me: I wish but mom and dad have to work. :(

Jen: Then what are you doing?

Me: Each day I'm spending Christmas with one of the boys and their Family. They didn't want me to be alone on holiday.

Jen: Aww that's sweet. They sound like great guys.

Me: They are. :)

While I was texting Jen my dad had gotten up to answer the door. It was Zayn here to pick me up.

Me: Gtg one of them are here to pick me up now. Love ya!!!

Jen: Byeee!

"Hey Zayn!" I say greeting him. I shut my phone off and leave to get my jacket. I leave Zayn alone with my dad. I love my dad and all but he can be protective of me.I hurry up before my dad can embarrass me.

I walk back to the front door and kiss my dad on the cheek. "Bye dad." I say leaving the house with Zayn. I run over to Zayn's car and hopping inside. Zayn comes in shortly after. He turns the car on and the heat meets my skin. Goosebumps form on my skin with a shriver.

Zayn leaves my house and drives to his. We don't say much on the way there. Zayn turns the car off when we arrive. I get out of the car and run to the door with Zayn following behind.

We enter the house. My nose was filled with the scent of gingerbread. I tare off my jacket and hang it up with Zayn's.

Zayn's mother greets us with a plate filled with cookies. We both take one and thank her, she makes way to the Family room. We follow close behind.

Zayn's sisters are watching T.V with Zayn's dad Yaser, I think that's his name. "Dad this is Sam." Zayn gestures. I wave to him. "Nice to meet you I'm Yaser." He waves back.

We sit down on the sofa with Zayn's sisters. Zayn's mother leaves after she handed out cookies. I take a bite in mine and it's wonderful. "Doniya can you come help with dinner?" Zayn's mum calls. Doniya Zayn's older sister gets up from her seat and vanishes to the kitchen.

Since they are letting me stay for dinner I feel like I need to help. I get up from my seat and walk to the kitchen. I walk through the hallway to the kitchen.

"Need any help?" I ask. "Oh no darling your the guest. I think we got it." Zayn's mom smiles. "I insist." "Alight. Could you make the stuffing." I nod and go to the sink and wash my hands.

I rolled up my sleeves and grab a loaf of bread. "Where are the spices?" I question. Doniya points over to cabinets. I thank her for her help and grab all the spices I need. I almost forgot the bowl.

I pull out a bowl from a cabinet. I was finally ready to begin. I start to tear small pieces of bread. After I fill the bowl, I mixed the species together in the stuffing. I stuck my hands in the stuffing and started to mix and toss the bread.

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When we finish cooking we gather at the table. Just like we did at Liam's we pass the food to each other around the table.

It was nice having a family dinner. I haven't had one with my family since I was 12.

We eat and chat for a bit. After I help with the dishes, Zayn and I go to his room. "This is my art room. I rarely show people it but your one of my best friends." Zayn tells me standing in front of another door.

He slowly opens the door and I stare in amazement. I walk around the room staring at every piece of art. I knew he had talent but I didn't know he was this good.

"Zayn....." I start. " This is amazing!" I say in awe. He leans against the wall admiring his work also. "Thanks." He thanks. "I knew you were good but I didn't know you were this good." I say staring at a certain piece. It was a painting of a beach skyline. The way the colours mix with one another. The way blue waves crashed against shore. It was beautiful.

Zayn catches me starring at the painting and comes over to me.

"You like that one?" He smirks standing behind me. His hot breath hits my neck and gives me goosebumps. "It's beautiful."

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Ugh! I'm sick! I hate being sick!!!

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