You make me crazy

Continued

“Crap Justin. What’s this about? I’m meant to be meeting up with Zayn,” I yell at him.

“I just wanted to tell you that now you’re dating Zayn and Arwyn is dating Louis, you are both going to become ‘famous’. Are you up with it?” he said rubbing the spot where I slapped him. “Yes now I have somewhere to be,” I ran off towards the gate where I saw Zayn.

I ran up to him and jumped onto his back, “Hey,” I yelled in his ear giggling. “Hey babe,” he pulled me off his back into his arms and hugged me tight. “Can we go now?” I asked getting impatient. 

“Sure, I hope you don’t mind that I ride and not drive,” he said gesturing towards the bike next to us. “Wow!” I exclaimed almost yelling in excitement. “I love it, can we go now?” I begged him. “Sure,” he handed me a spare helmet helping me onto the back of the bike.

 We zoomed off home.

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Walking into the living room after Zayn dropped me off I flopped down onto the couch and fell asleep.

I woke up after a cold glass of water being tipped on my head. Looking for the culprit I saw my mother standing over me. “Get up,” she growled at me “You have to hurry and get ready for school a boy is here for you,” she said sounding grumpy.

I jumped up and raced to the kitchen grabbing an apple sprinting to my room.  Rummaging through my drawers while eating my apple I pulled out a pair of tight red jeans and a flowy black shirt. Dumping my apple core in the bin, I jumped into the shower quickly getting cleaned and dried. After fixing my hair, teeth, shoes and clothes I was back in the kitchen.

Sitting at the table was my mother and Zayn. Damn this reminded me of yesterday when Justin was here. “Who is this boy?” my mother asked sounding strongly disappointed in me.

“Mother this is Zayn Malik. He’s my boyfriends and from the musical singing group One Direction. My friends Arwyn is going out with Louis Tomlinson and Justin Bieber who was here yesterday is just a friend of mine,” I explained to her. “Oh,” she said quietly “I thought you were two-timing that lovely boy Justin.”

“Mrs Taylor, I would never go after one of my closest friends’ girlfriend. I’m not like that, I respect people and their relationships.” Zayn spoke up.

“I can see that now,” my mother said “and please call me ‘Grace’ and not ‘Mrs Taylor’. Mrs Taylor was Mollie’s grandmother’s and her aunty.”

“Okay Grace. Come one Mollie we better start making our way to school,” Zayn said standing up putting an arm around me walking out the door, to his bike. “Let’s go I have to talk to Heather,” I said hopping on behind him. “Why do you call her ‘Heather’ and not ‘Miss Taylor’?” he asked before quickly saying “she is family isn’t she?”

“Yup,” I answered as we speed off on his bike;

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At school I jumped off the back of his bike and kissed his cheek. “I’m going to go find Heather, you go find the boys. I’ll see you in class or at lunch,” I said starting to walk off.

“Wait, can I come with you?” Zayn asked grabbing my arm. “Sure okay,” I said linking my arm with his.

We arrived at her health class, and to my surprise, before we entered I was glad I looked through the window. Inside her class I saw Liam and my cousin Heather. It looked like it was an ‘extra help’ in class if you know what I mean. I pulled Zayn away from the door before he could hopefully see what was going on inside.

“Hey, I thought you wanted to go see you cousin,” Zayn said pulling me to a halt. “I had a look and she was busy. I forgot she told me she was doing extra help for catch up classes; Wednesday mornings,” I lied not wanting to tell him I saw Liam and Heather making out. 

“Who was in there making out?” asked Zayn seeing straight through my lie. “Liam and my cousin,” I mumble trying not to laugh.

Zayn pointed at my face chuckling. “I’m glad he has scored himself some smooches. I was wondering how long it was going to take him. But I must say if they do get serious it’s a good thing that it’s our last year of school.” 

I giggled quietly agreeing with him.

“Come on lets go to class,” Zayn said wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me along beside him, towards our next class. 

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The school day went quickly which I was thankful for as I absolutely don’t like the hell hole they call school.

I was sitting at the kitchen table with homework covering it and music blasting from the speakers in the lounge. I just sat down at the table when I heard a loud knock on the door. Damn whoever it was, couldn’t they have interrupted me at a better time?

I got up and walked over to the door. A scowl on my face, I yanked the door open fast. I saw Justin standing outside my house with a manilla folder in his hands saying ‘Deal Agreements’ in bright red capitals. This doesn’t look good.

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Liams POV

I pulled out of Mollie’s driveway after Justin got out of my car holding Manilla files in his arms. It looked like serious business but I’ll keep my nose out of it as it has nothing to do with me. It’s probably just some school project, I’ll fall asleep if I hear the description. 

I kept watching the front door as I pulled out of her driveway. Mollie opened the big front door with a scowl on her face. She didn’t look happy at all to see Bieber.

Driving off my phone rang and I checked the caller identification. Zayn’s name came up flashing on the screen. I picked it up using the handsfree.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“I’m bored out of my mind and want to see Mollie, but I have no ride,” he replied.

“I just dropped Justin off at her place,” I said without thinking. “He looked like he meant business with a manilla folder; he had with him.”

“YOU LEFT MOLLIE ALONE WITH HIM!” Zayn yelled.