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Blue Styles || Chapter Sixteen.

A/n: Hey guys I don’t really know what I just wrote but hey, it’s still an update. Anyway, I’ve been dreading to write the plot. I changed something about the characters but the plot is still the same so YAAAAAAY. It’s a few chapters away! Anyway, I love you for following me and reading this. Please comment! :) x

Blue Styles || Chapter Sixteen; "Can I Ask a Favor?" ♥

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Blue’s POV (Surprise?)

It’s Monday again; can you hear my heart breaking? Yes, of course you do. Who doesn’t hate Mondays? Everyone does but I feel like really good today and I don’t want to ruin anything. Yawning, I hopped out of my bed, stretching my hands and other parts of my body. I took a quick glance in my wrist watch before proceeding to the bathroom.

I did my usual routine and dashed out of my room, going to the dining room which where my stepdad is. Just great! I was about to mumble under my breath the famous quotation ‘note the sarcasm’ but I know that it wouldn’t make things better so I better shut my mouth up.

I still remember what he said when I broke up with him yesterday. “Fine then, but I’ll make your life extremely miserable. Good luck Angel.” Those are the very words, and his sick sweet voice didn’t make it better, it only made his threat really scary.

As I stepped in, two pairs of familiar eyes landed on me. I took a seat and smiled to my mum and dad as they smiled back at me. But I know that the smile that my stepdad made was an act, I know it because when my eyes landed on my food, I looked at him again and his eyes were staring intently at me. It made me uncomfortable so I cleared my throat, but his eyes didn’t leave me. I noticed his hand was balled into a fist and his eyes haven’t left me.

The moment we finished breakfast, I went upstairs to grab my phone from the nightstand. I flicked through it, dialing Ross’ number as well as heading to the kitchen to say ‘bye’ to my mum.

“Hey mum, I have to go. Bye, love you.” I went to kiss her cheek as she washed the dishes in the kitchen sink. I think we really need some maid to help my mum for the household chores because she goes to work and we are so wealthy to hire some.

Frowning, she turned the faucet off and looked at me. “Don’t you think you’re spending too much with Ross?”

Confusion filled my mind as I spoke. “Huh? What do you mean mum?”

“What I mean is, you just got back together and then you’re spending too much time again. Don’t you think you should distance yourselves for a while? Tell him not to pick you up today and go to school with your dad.” She stated, gathering all the washed dishes aside.

I looked at her funny before saying, “What made you think that?”

“Your mum’s right, you know?” A familiar voice said, barging in on our conversation. I glanced at him, rolling my eyes, then turning my full attention to my mum and ignoring his presence.

“Blue, it’s good for the both of you.” Mum placed one of her hands on my shoulder, giving a worried look. “Right, Zayn?”

“Absolutely.” He said, giving me a ‘thumbs up’. When my mum looked at me momentarily, I glared at him as he winked at me, smiling evilly. It’s either he planned this or the odd’s with him.

“Absolutely.” I mimicked, mocking him. But he just gave me one of those sexy smirks he has. I love him but of course I have Ross and that’s final decision. I’ve gone through a lot from the past few weeks, thinking of whom to be with. Even though it hurts me that I didn’t pick Zayn, I had to do what’s right.