Freakish

Flashback 3: Can't help it

Violet's POV
Its now the end of the day after detention, I go out to where parents would usually pick up there kids who can't drive and don't take the bus. Zayn's truck is not to far away, I see the red color easily. I hope in and he greets me with a "Hey babe." And a kiss. He is used to me getting detention so this is when he usually picks me up. Zayn always called me stuff like babe, baby, my girl, and hun as in honey. He didn't ever really call me Violet unless he got mad at me. Which he always got mad at me more than I did at him. I never wanted to pick a fight with him unless it was necessary. "You look so hot today." He said to me. He always said stuff like that. He always commented about my appearance, mainly in a positive way.
He continued to talk about his day and such and such. After he was done talking about himself he turned on the radio loud and rolled down the windows. While he was busy driving I could see his phone blowing up with texts messages but I decided to ignore them. I just assumed that they didn't mean anything and that I should trust him. I continue to sing along to the rap songs I tell we reach my house. I didn't really talk to my mom that much about my love life. On occasion if she asked I would just say 'good' like it was any other question. As if she was asking how my day was going. He pulls up to the front of my house in the street. I give him a quick peck on the lips, grab my bag, and get out of his car. I love the way he casually kisses me, like we are married or something. I don't know why I like it but I just can't help the way I feel. I walk up to the door and unlock with the key I have. At this time my mom is still at work.

Hi! So this chapter is shorter than usual. I know I'm sorry I have been super busy so I'm just trying to keep up with everything. Thanks!