"Andrea" my father growled, causing my eyes to flutter open, shifting next to Zayn. My eyes widen and i push Zayn off me, jumping off the bed "Hey daddy" i say cheerily, hearing Zayn groaning behind me. My dad raised his eyebrow and growled "What did you two do last night?!" he asks, furiously "Nothing! Nothing. I waited to see if he would wake up and he did and i got him some medication and then he offered me half the bed and i got in and you know me, i love to cuddle with everyone, and he just happened to be there... im really sorry! Nohing happened i swear to god" i say, rushing.
He looks at me, debating whether to believe me, he looks back at Zayn and i look back seeing him looking half dead on the bed. "Even if i wanted to do it with him, he wouldn't be physically able!" i defend and he holds up his hands "Okay, okay. I believe you, but you better not be lying" he hisses. "Get him up and fixed up!" He says and i nod watching my father leave.
"Zayn" i whisper, moving him. I sigh, pulling him up so he was sitting up against the backboard "Handsome..." i whisper, running my fingers through his black hair and he grumbles "yes?" he asks "Time to get up" i whisper and he chuckles, opening one eye.
"Why are you laughing?" i ask and he shrugs "Because you're so cute" he mumbles putting his hand on my cheek softly "How am i cute?" i ask and he chuckles looking into my eyes, studying my expressions "How concerned you are about me" he whispers.
"Why wouldn't i be?" i ask and he shrugs "Im fine, i think" he says moving the blanket and standing up. I stand up and walk around the bed to him "This is your room?" he asks and i nod "I like it" he say, causing me to laugh. "Its pretty girly" i say and he nods, resting his hands on my hips "Does that mean i can't like it?"
"No" i whisper, resting my hands on his neck. He smiles softly, catching his lip between his teeth. "How'd you like to go on a date with me?" he says and i chuckle "You make it sound like your famous or something" i mutter and he smirks, shrugging. "Would you like to?" he asks and i nod. A playfulness in his smile as he presses his lips against mine, kissing me deeply.
"Tomorrow night at 8?" he asks and i nod resting my hands on his abs. "Good" He says kissing my cheek, letting his lips linger on my cheek. We hear a knock at the door and i turn around opening the door, seeing one of the maids "Hello" i say smiling "Mr. McKinley invited Mr. Malik to breakfast" she says and i nod "Thank you" i say smiling and shutting the door.
"Here' i say walking over to the dresser and picking up some of my brothers pants and one of his shirts "Wear this" i say handing it to him. He smirks "So are you the one who undressed me?" he asked motioning to his body. I nod, smiling. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked cockily. "very much so" i say biting my lip. He starts to laugh as he pulls on his shirt.
"Didn't know you had a brother" he says and i nod "Only him and i around here" i say and he chuckles "Do i get to meet him?" he asks and i nod "Lets go" i say, taking his arm. I pull him out into the long white hallway the leads into the living room.
"damn" he mutters "Your house is huge" he says and i chuckle, "Yeah i guess my dad is pretty well off" I say, causing Zayn to laugh "I know, he's one of the most famous boxer in he world" he say "Was" i reminds him and he chuckle "Was" he say and i smile, and put my arm around his torso and he puts his arm around my neck.
We walk downstairs and into the kitchen and i see my father, mother, brother and his girlfriend sitting around the table. "Mom" i say and she smiles, standing "This is my friend, Zayn" i say and she walking over shaking his hand "Nice to meet you" she says, smiling, worriedly "It's a pleasure" he says "Oh, love your eye" my mom says "Is there anything i can do?" she asks and he shakes his head "No thank you, ma'am." he says polietly.
I lead Zayn over to the table "Andrea, come help me in the kitchen?" my mother asks, smiling and i nod, patting Zayn's knee and walking into the kitchen. "So?" my mother says, smiling "Yes?" i ask picking up a tray "How much of a friend is he?" she asks "A good friend?" I ask and she smirks "Sure" she says.
"Mom!" i hiss and she laughs "I think there is something going on.. thats all" she says taking a bowl and walking into the dining room. I roll my eyes, huffing and walking out into the dining room, passing everyone their food.
I finally sit down and Zayn rests his hand on my knee, smiling as he began to eat, like the rest of the family.
"So Zayn, where do you go to collage?" my mom asks and he smiles "I go to University of Oxford" he says, and my mom nods "Impressive" she says and Zayn laughs "yes ma'am" he says taking a bite of waffles. I smile taking his hand and my dads eyes meet mine and i drop his hand.
*
"Thank you for having me" he says while i hand him his clothes. He smiles "Of course" i say "Come any time you want" i say, sending him a wink, and he chuckles, "Will do" he says wrapping his arm around my waist and smiling at me as i wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him hard. Our tongues wrapped in the kiss as pulled away, kissing me softly, and lightly. I smiled, holding onto his neck, still looking into his eyes even though our kiss was over.
"You look beautiful" he whispers, moving a strand of hair from my eyes, and behind my ear. I smile and kiss him very gently and caressing his cheek carfully, before moving away from him and walking him out to the front door.
