The Babysitter [ Z M ]

Prologue

Zain Javadd Malik was from a well known rich family in Bradford. His father's name was Yaser Malik. He was a man of honor and valor. Everyone in Bradford respected him. He was a very wealthy man who owned a mansion in the middle of Bradford and have many acres of land. He owned many steel factories & was in the oil business. His diamond cutting business was a subsidiary. He had many rivals in this businesses. He married a woman from a lower cast whom he loved voraciously. The latter was Trisha who correspondingly did love Yaser and became the mother of Zayn and three daughters Doniya, Waliyha and Safa Malik respective of their ages.

Albeit he was a well-known man but he wasn't exactly the father of the year. He wasn't as close to his son as his mother was. He always yelled at him for small to no reasons at all. As Zain was growing up and becoming a teenager, he started getting tattoos on his body parts collecting from the number of one to various. Yaser wanted to teach him and hand over his family business to Zain. But Zain was just not ready for it. Moreover, he wanted to follow his dream to become an artist or a music producer. His father didn't approve of his dreams. Resulting in Zain who started smoking cigarettes and weed. Often from time to time, he did drugs too. He started maturing from a teenager into a man.

Upon ascertaining of this, Yaser got furious of him. And soon Zain was cast off of the family. Zain's mother remonstrated. But it was no use. Yaser never listened to anybody but himself. Zain didn't take any money from his father. He didn't feel like to feel like he owed him anything. His mother provided him with some money but he refused to accept it too.

He grabbed all his necessary stuff like passport, clothes, his doodles and paintings and his savings which he commenced saving money from when he was nine years old. He had enough money to go where he wanted. Before he left the house he left a letter for his mother and his sisters. He mentioned how much he loved them and how she was the best mom, and they were the best sisters in the world. Yet he didn't mention where he wanted to go to pursue his career and fulfill his dream.

He had also changed his first name from Zain to Zayn. He thought it was much to cooler to reform his first name. He always fancied it.

There was only one place he wanted to go. That was Los Angeles, where there was the best school of Arts and Crafts.

He left Bradford for LA days upon few days of leaving his house.

Upon reaching Los Angeles. His savings was nearly over. He still had some money remaining to find him a sharing flat.

Two months passed.

Zayn still couldn't get into his desired arts school. He worked in a bakery shop and many other part-time jobs. Living in LA was not as easy as he thought it would be. He was struggling more now than ever. He had to work double shifts in a day in the bakery. He does overtime in order make some extra cash out of it. He sometimes would also volunteer in concerts to make a living. But that wasn't also enough for him to get him to his desired school, he was happy enough to know that he was trying to stand on his own feet.

Just like after a regular day of work, Zayn was on his way to his apartment from the bakery he worked. An A4" paper was floating due to the wind and hit his lower right leg and wrapped around his leg partially. It would've kept on floating had it not been for Zayn's leg. He picked up the paper where there was an advertisement printed and he read.

WANTED/REQUIRED a babysitter/caretaker for a 10-year old child.Should be experienced in handling kids. Should know how to cook. If interested for the job, Contact here: +14155552671

As he read through the ad, he realized he could do this job, because he had plenty of experience from handling his three sisters growing up. Also, he could make some extra cash out of it. So he thought why not?

His life forever changed after that........

A/N: Alrighty, this is my first Zayn fanfic. I'm trying to do something different here. I do a lot of typos and mistakes. Please pardon me bc English is not my first language. Here's the prologue for you. I will try to update it asap.

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