My Brothers Best Friend {Z.M}

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Here we are, newest chapter. Let's get this show on the road. Goal of words on this is 3.k

Esme

I go upstairs to my bedroom, after hearing Zayn agree to the date with Allie's best friend. I walk into my bedroom sighing softly. I take a seat on my bed, crossing my arms in front of me with a frown. Maybe I'm thinking way into this. But still... I let my teeth graze over my bottom lip. I take my hair down from its ponytail and I lie down. It's barely eight, not even feeling sleepy. I stare up at my ceiling, thinking about this.

Should I stay with Zayn, dating him behind my brothers and parents back. Not being able to tell anyone who my boyfriend is, or being able to show him off. It being a major secret. Or breaking up with Zayn even though I just got with him. Make it awkward when I hang out with Brayden. I cover my face with my hands groaning.

I've been waiting for this, a chance to be with Zayn for a while now. But now, he might start liking Kayley. How did everything become so complicated in the past three days? I turn onto my side, staring at the pictures on my wall. I have one with Harry from my first day of eighth grade. I had braces back then, got them him halfway through eighth grade year. I also have a picture with my parents and Brayden. I was probably about ten at the time.

I hear someone knock on my door before it opens. I turn back on my back, looking at the person. It's Zayn and he walks inside closing my door behind him. Zayn sits down on my bed, and I look at him. Before my eyes turn to the ceiling once again. I hear Zayn sigh.

"Baby, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't say no to him." Zayn states softly. I move my eyes from the white ceilings, then look back at Zayn. I sigh gently, sitting up now. I sit criss cross applesauce on the bed. I place my elbows on my knees resting my chin on my hands. I look at him before nodding.

"I know. I'm not mad. I just, I understand. My brother and all, but still. Do you think we should be together?" I ask him lightly. Zayn frowns softly tilting his head to the side looking at me.

"I really want to be with you. Why are you suddenly overthinking this? Have you changed your mind?" Zayn replies softly. I remove my face from my hands looking at him. I shake my head slightly.

"No. I'm just worried. What if Kayley has something better than me? She'll put out or whatever." I mumble the last part. Zayn shifts himself so he can sit directly in front of me. He grabs my face with my hands as he stares at me.

"Baby girl I don't care about Kayley or whatever she'll do. I want to be with you, and only you. Don't worry about it, I won't fall for it." Zayn states slowly and softly. I nod slightly, my face still being in his hands. He leans forward pressing his lips against mine. I kiss him back softly, my hands resting on his. Zayn pulls away after a moment.

"I should get going love. Brayden was on the phone with Allie about the date. I'll text you throughout the entire time alright?" Zayn states softly. I nod smiling gently. Zayn kisses my forehead before he gets off my bed. He walks towards my door before turning his head to look at me.

"Goodnight beautiful." Zayn states softly walking out of my bedroom. He closes the door behind him, leaving me alone with my thoughts about the entire thing. He doesn't care about Kayley apparently. That's a really good feeling. I lie back down, my eyes closing. I let sleep take over my body, as I cuddle more into the bed.

The next morning when I wake up, I instantly groan. I don't want to get out of my comfortable warm bed. I slip out covering mouth as I yawn. I walk over to my closet grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white tank top with coffee first written on it. I get my clothes on before making my way into the bathroom. I brush through my long hair before leaving it as it is. I put my makeup on before walking out the bathroom. When I walk downstairs, I'm met by Brayden leaning against the front door. I raise an eyebrow as he looks over at me.