the mansion | zayn malik

The Mansion | Bringing It Back

The Mansion | Bringing It Back

"I'll do it for you niggas, and do it for myself."
- Drake

"I ain't get no sleep cause of y'all! Y'all not gonna get no sleep because me!" Keith chanted down the hallway with a frying pan and a cooking pot clashing together in the most obnoxious sound ever, that resulted for everybody to peak their heads out of their rooms.

"Keith!" JoJoe sticked his head out of Keith's room since he move out of Jason's not to long ago. "Shut the fuck up nigga!"

Keith continued banging the pots together and repeated the chant, "I ain't get no sleep cause of ya—,"

Zayn was the one to cut Keith off. He walked behind Keith, putting him into a chokehold which made him drop his cooking instruments on the hardwood floor in the hallway as Zayn brought him down to the floor with him, tightening his grip around Keith's neck so his face was turning red.

"Stop! Stop! I was just playing!" Keith yells tapping on the wood floor repeatedly like this was WWE, he knew that his life was probably fucked up now.

"Zayn!" Janya shrieks seeing her brother being choked—playfully—and shoos the Pakistani boy off. "N-No choking h-him!"

"Thank you sis," Keith coughs trying to get air back into his lungs. "I almost died."

"I should throw this damn pot at you," Zayn threatened raising the big metal pot in his hands.

"No Zayn," Janya came and took both metal objects before her brother ended up with a knot on his head. "N-No violence."

Zayn sighed at Janya's cuteness, but then his eyes darted at Keith, "You lucky she held me back bro."

Keith flipped him off as he stood to his feet and dusted himself off, "Anyway..I made everybody waffles downstairs."

"You are so extra," JoJoe murmurs shaking his head.

Everybody—including Cameron, Ethan, and Jason—went downstairs and saw that Keith indeed made a lot of waffles. There was syrup and other different toppings too on the counter for them.

It was just so..tense between the six guys to the point that Janya felt uncomfortable being in the kitchen too. Cameron, Ethan, and Jason stood on the counter side of the island while Keith, Zayn, Janya, and JoJoe stood on the other. It was hard knowing that their group has been split..this summer wasn't suppose to be like this.

"Guys," Ethan spoke to the other three softly. "I don't want any trouble with you guys at all..and uh..I want to be friends with you."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Cameron chuckles bitterly. "Afterall the shit you been talking behind their backs? You wanna be their friends now?"

"Why are you lying on me? I have never once talked about them like that..it's always been you," Ethan stated with a deep frown on his face.

"I mean..I never had a problem with you Ethan," Keith shrugs. "It's just the fact that you are standing on the wrong side here man."

"You trying to make him switch sides?" Cameron scoffs in disbelief.

"There weren't suppose to be sides in the first place," JoJoe cuts in. "You made him chose and he wants to make up his mind. Let him be Cameron, you don't control his life."

"I wasn't even talking to you," Cameron mugs JoJoe.

"So? I'm talking to you now lil homie," JoJoe challenges. "And I can talk to whoever I want, so if you got a problem you can run my fade."