A/N: fireflakers, any of you interested in my upcoming story Cappuccino? If you're can you please help me by motivating me anyhow? I know it might sound desperate but I really want some motivation to keep it going. I don't know but I'm a bit confused about keeping that one so I need a lot of motivation from you guys. Here's the link to the story
http://my.w.tt/UiNb/xuhLrXDDiF if you aren't aware of the story and go like what the hell I'm motivating her for?!I open my eyes slowly when a pain starts to hammer on the right side of my head. I look around and discover myself in my room, on my bed.
What happened actually? I try to join up the puzzled memories from last night. Yesterday night I was in the club with Ashley and we both were drunk. I left the club when Ashley went away with her date.
Then......I was in the church. Yes. My wasted mind was calling my mum randomly while the broken wine bottle in my hand managed to brush against my skin.
Shit!
I don't remember anything after that.
I make myself sit on the bed slowly when I notice Zayn lying down on the couch. Now this is really cloudy. From where did he even come here?
I intend to stand up but stop hearing the doorknob swirling. I smile looking at the door watching my father smiling at me. Stella enters into the room behind him and places a tray full of food on the table. Dad gestures her to go and she walks out of the room smiling.
"I thought you didn't wake up." Dad tells sitting beside me, kissing my forehead.
"Just woke up." I reply hiding the band-aids on my wrist from him.
"You don't have to hide it from the person who has put these all on your wrist." He smiles moving my hands away, "How're you feeling now?" He asks taking my hands in his.
"Better." I cough after hearing my voice has cracked. Yeah I was screaming my mum's name.
"He has been here since night. I've told him to sleep in the other room comfortably; Stella is here to take care of you. But no, he won't listen. I like this boy." Dad tells looking at Zayn and I smile looking at his cute face.
It was definitely hard for Liam to resist himself from falling in love with this cute angel who was sleeping in the same room with him every night.
"I'm lucky to have a best friend like him dad." I whisper when Zayn moves a bit, changing his position in his sleep.
"Best friends?" Dad asks me confusingly and I giggle looking his expression.
"Dad cmon he has a boyfriend and I'd never think something like that, even he didn't have a boyfriend because I have Ha............him as my best friend!" I tell rolling my eyes at dad and laughing at the same time.
"Boyfriend?" Dad nearly yells more surprisingly and I cover his mouth with my hand.
"Alright, alright." He moves his head up and down when I look at him rising my eyebrows.
"But Snow, why did you do all this love? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He whispers running his fingers in my hair.
"Don't worry about that, I'll be fine. I was a little drunk and pulled myself out from my consciousness. It won't happen again." I smile squeezing his hand and he walks out of the room when his phone rings.
"Rise and shine." I tell looking at Zayn when I watch him stretching his hands and yawning.
"Morning." He tells sitting up on the couch and then sits beside me on the bed.

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Fireflakes- H.S AU
Hayran Kurgu*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world...