The Loner

Chapter 6- I Want You To Stay

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Chapter 6- I Want You To Stay.

'You are in no condition to go to a place that is as unsafe as school is. You are staying home and Zayn will be your babysitter.'

Those were the exact same words that Patricia told me a few days ago. I was forced to stay here, even if I told them it was fine to go back to my own house, they told me to stay here. Especially Zayn. He got a little angry and a little upset when I told him that I wanted to go back home.

One week no school; A good thing is that Zayn and I got more time to make the essay about each other. A week extra. Which is good, because all I know about Zayn is just the rumours that I heard.

I appreciate everything they do, but I am just too scared that my dad will find me one way or another. Sooner or later he will notice that I am not there and he will look for me. Even thought I can be a bother for him, he needs me. He always used my money for alcohol and all those other things. He played with my money to win more, but he always loses.

Like seriously why do play games like that when you are drunk. There is no logic in it!

"Let's go." Zayn says all of a sudden.

"Where to? Your mom told us to go nowhere." I tell him.

"Nowhere that is unsafe." Zayn says helping me up from the couch.

"Fine, but don't blame anything on me okay?" I warn him and he chuckles.

"Seriously though, where do you wanna go?" I ask him as he leads me to the front door.

"I am hungry." He pouts and I shake my head.

"Are you babysitting me or is it the other way around?" I joke.

"Ha- ha. But seriously I am really hungry. So let's go." He says this time opening the door and pushing me out of the house.

"Are you sure that it is o-" I was about to say okay, but was interrupted with the fact that my feet weren't touching the ground anymore.

"Zayn put me down!" I shout/laugh.

"Then you'll stop worrying." He says and I sigh.

"Ugh, okay." I give in. "Now put me down!" I say slapping his chest, but seriously why do boys work-out. I slap him and the person that gets hurt is me.

"Only if you say that I am the sexiest man in the world." Zayn says walking in his front garden and carrying me bridal-style.

"And make your ego bigger? I don't think so." I reply jokily.

"You sure about that? Because I think that the water in the pool is pretty cold now, wanna test it?" He says walking in the direction of the pool in their garden.

"Zayn no! Zayn please don't!" I beg him and holding him tight. My arms around his neck and my legs curled up in his arms.

"What, what did you say?" He says stopping in front of the pool.

"Please don't." I say scared.

"What is the magic sentence?" Zayn asks cockily.

"It was something with someone being the sexiest man or something right?" I ask him.

"Yeah, now say it." He demands.

"Who was the sexiest person than? I'm sorry I forgot." I ask him jokily.