Save me from myself.

Chapter 3: Zayns house

Zayn stops the car in front of a landhouse.

"Welcome home, honey."

"Wait, what? Is this your house or is it Obama's house?"

He laughs, the whitest smile, the most beautiful smile, the cutest smile.

"It's mine."

He got out of the car and opens the door for me. I thought he was home alone.

"Can we go inside?"

"No," I hear an unknown voice saying. "Not in those wet clothes. Zayn, I will ask your brother to get you two some clean clothes. Go get yourself clean in the backyard. " The woman walks away.

"Sorry, that is my mom. Let's go to the backyard!" He take my hand and runs to his garden.

Zayn picks up the garden hose and starts to make me clean. We played a little.

"Who's that?"

He looks behind him.

"Zayn, here are your clothes. We eat in an half hour."

"That's my brother, Justin. He is a lot older than me. We don't really have a good relationship."

I saw his sad face, I grabbed his face and kissed him slowely.

"It's okay."

It's weird. We don't know much about eachother, but we know eachother for ages.

His sister and I got the same size. This dress is so nice. I got down stairs and saw a girl. She looked friendly.

"Hi."

"Hi, are you Zayns girlfriend?"

"Uhm, yes.."

The girl put out her hand and got like the biggest smile on her face.

We shook eachothers hand.

"I'm Perrie. I'm Zayns sister, nice dress. It looks good on you. You can keep it, hun."

"Thanks.. I'm Demi by the way."

"Do you eat with us?"

"Sure.."

"So, Demi. Where do you live?"

"Uhm, I live near the beach Miss Malik."

"In those little houses?"

"Mom!"

"No, I live next to them."

*Beep beep*

"Will you excuse me, please?"

I walked out of the dinning room and I hear them talking.

Justin: "She is hot. Can I borrow her sometime?"

Perrie: "Can I be her best friend?"

Miss Malik: "She is poor. I just know, why did you choose her?"

Mister Malik: "She is friendly. Son, if you're happy we're happy."

Hey Demi, where are you? I thought you were home. So, I stopped by.

It's from my best friend Harry.

I'm at Zayns. I'm home at 10. Wait for me then.

I got inside the room and it got all quiet. I sit down and take Zayns hand under the table.

"Who was that?"

"Harry is back in town, you can meet him too again. He will be at my house at 10 pm. Do you want to come?"

"No, Zayn. That will lead to other things and I don't want you to take her virginity." Miss Malik scans my body with her eyes and give me a rejecting look.

"I'm comming."