Bullied By Zayn Malik.

Chapter 20: Feeling Loved.

*Zayn's POV*

We spent about 3 hours at the mall, trying on clothes and shoes. By the time we were done, my arms were full of shopping bags. "Mrs.Horan, are you sure about all this?" I was so grateful for her buying me all of this, but I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for speanding all her money. "Zayn, for the hundredth time, It's okay!" she smiled at me, kindness filling her eyes. I smiled back, blushing a bit. "Thank you." She waved her hand, saying it was no problem. "Now before we go, are you boys hungry?" Niall answered for me, saying "YES" before she could even finish her sentence. She shook her head, smirking at him. "Well you're always hungry Ni, are you Zayn?" I nodded my head, considering we left the house without any breakfast. "Okey dokey then, let's head over too the food court, shall we?" she didn't have to ask twice, Niall took off without another word. I bit my tongue to hold back laughter, while she shook her head. "He worries me sometimes, silly boy."

We all got McDonalds, Niall ordering the most. "Do you always eat this much?" I quizzed, watching him shove the 20 piece chicken nugget meal down his throat. He gave me a big smile, "Duh. Why do you think I'm always so hyper?" I smiled at him shaking my head. I realized I was out of fries, so I reached across the table to steal one of his. His hand slapped mine away, "Nuh uh! Get your own!" I pretended to be hurt, yanking my hand away and giving him a sad look. "Niall!" his mum screeched, giving him a disappointed look. "Share with him." His mouth dropped open, I burst out into laughter.

"Are you kidding me?! You never make me share!" She reached over and grabbed his fry box, shaking some out onto my tray. "Well now I am, it's rude not too." I stuck my tongue out, grabbing a hand full of the fries and shoving them into my mouth. He gave me a glare, snatching the box back from his mum. "Food stealer." I shook my head, "No! You're just a food hogger!"

"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are t-"

A farmiliar high pitched laughter rung in our ears. We both turned to Niall's mum, she was laughing again, covering her face. "What?" we both asked, giving eac other a confused look. "Now do you see what I meant before? Like brothers." she was refearring to us bickering back at the house over my hair. I felt my cheeks burn up. But Niall wasn't blushing, he was smiling at me. I felt a small smile appear on my lips, but I quickly looked away.

"Well we should get going," Mrs.Horan said, collecting all our garbage and throwing it into the waste can behind her. We all stood up, starting to leave. But I stopped, putting a hand on her shoulder, "Thank you again Mrs.Horan, I don't know how I could ever repay you." She chuckled, shaking her head. "Nonsense Zayn, you don't have to repay me. I did this because I wanted too." I couldn't help but smile, "Thank you." She gave me a big smile, then pulled me close, hugging me tight. "Anything for you Zayn. If need something, just ask me." I was shocked. No one has ever cared about me this much before, ever. Not even my parents before they started fighting. I felt my eyes watering, as I hugged her back. For the first time in awhile, I actually felt loved.