Blue Styles || Ziall Fiction.

Blue Styles || Chapter Ten.

A/n: Here’s the chapter ten! Dedicated to PerfectlyLarry , He’s my daddy! He’s mine, mine and only mine! He’s a guy directioner! Go read his stories, love him! || Picture of Joe on the side :))

Blue Styles || Chapter Ten; Where the Story Starts.

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Zayn’s POV

“What do you mean by that? Are you saying that I’m planning something bad to Taylor and Blue? Is that what you mean, huh?” I asked anger boiling inside me. Watch my moves huh? What does he think he’s saying?

“I think I didn’t say anything that can offend you… Unless, you really are planning something.”  He smiled smugly, taking a sip of his tea. I clenched my fist, gritting my teeth as he stared to me wearing that smug look on his face.

“You really are rude, y’know that?” I asked annoyed, punching the small table where the cups of tea are, making a loud sound. He just took another sip, smiling menacingly to me.

“Oh Zayn, trust me. Being rude is running in our veins. I’m sure Blue has already thrown a tantrum to you before now, has he?” Well, I agree. Maybe being rude is running through their veins.

I stood up, walking out of the door, ignoring his question but had stopped mid way by him. “Zayn, I know you are up to something, don’t deny it. I can see it in your eyes; you are planning something towards them. But listen to this, do not underestimate Blue.”

I ignore him and walked out the door. What is this feeling? I’m starting to get scared of Blue but who am I kidding? He is just a boy for god’s sake! I’m sure Joe was just saying that because he doesn’t want me to be part of their family or maybe because he’s just really plain rude. But either way, I can’t let them scare me. I’m still the father of the family after all.

I stepped out of our front porch, yes our front porch. Because Taylor and I are married now, I can freely call it ours. As soon as I was near my car, I noticed Blue. His head was bowed down, glancing at me once in a while. He was fiddling his fingers nervously and I can’t help but smile at his cuteness. I already forgot the things that Joe said to me about this little guy because hey! He’s super cute! I ruffled his hair, tilting his chin upwards so his eyes met mine. I smiled as he smiled back.

“I supposed I should really call you Daddy by now…” He trailed off, smiling nervously.

“You really should my Angel.”  I joked, laughing. “I’m going to the lake in the woods, you coming Angel?” I asked, hoping he would come. He grinned and nodded. I opened the door of the passenger’s seat, letting him in then closed it after he had climbed in. I went to the other side then hopped in to the driver’s seat. I switched the engine on then it roared to life. I drove down the road then after for like half an hour, we were on our destination.  We climbed out then; we sat down near the lake.

We stared to the lake, not taking off our eyes. Then Blue whispered, “Daddy?”

I did a happy dance internally because I was just so happy because he finally called me daddy. I smiled, tearing my eyes off of the lake, looking at Blue, humming in response. “Yes Angel?”

“I just want to say that, I don’t really hate you and you’re not a monster neither. I just said that because I was really angry at you, forgive me Daddy please?” He asked, getting closer to me. He was giving his best puppy eyes, pouting his pink plump lips. I was trying so hard not to kiss him right now!

“Sure…” I paused and his eyes lit up. “But in one condition.” I smirked then his smile dropped. He eyed me suspiciously as an idea came into my mind.