This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

And embarrassing

I had spent the nights after our date at Zayn's house, and it seemed to feel like home. I awoke every night next to Zayn as he grinned with his messy hair, and his raspy voice would say my name every morning. It felt so nice to be here with him, to just feel safe. My mom had called me and I told her I was spending the night at Addy's, even though we barley talked anymore, my mom would flip if she knew I was staying with a boy at his house.

Zayn said Liam was having a party, and he really wanted us to go. As much as both of us didn't want to go, we did anyways in hopes of maybe Zayn and the guys repairing their now broken friendship. I could tell Zayn really missed them, and I'm willing to forget.

I wore a low cut blue dress, with my black heels. The dress went down just below my knee. I threw my hair up into a slightly messy but still cute ponytail. Zayn wore jeans with a black button up shirt, and his old dirty Converse. Man did he look amazing.

As we pulled up to Liams' you could here rap music blaring. There were cars parked out front, and people in the lawn standing with cups in their hands. We walked into the house, an almost immediately Harry, Louis, Niall, and Liam walked up to us and apologized one by one. I accepted as well did Zayn, and began chatting it up with them. We didn't really know anyone else there, an I'm not sure Liam even knew them. Halfway through the party, a girl walked by Zayn, whispering something in his ear. He seemed to gently smile, and almost start to blush as he whispered something back. She nodded and walked away.

"What was that about?" I asked Zayn nervously

"Nothing. Just lets leave. I'll drop you off at your house yah?"

"My house?"

"Yeah. I think thats best since I um plan on having my erm mom and dad over tomorrow."

I nodded still a bit worried about what that girl had said, but followed Zayn past drunken juniors and seniors to his car. The car ride was silent, which made me uneasy but was to distracted to break it. I couldn't stop imagining what that girl had said to him, but I didn't want to bring it up again in fear of making Zayn mad. He dropped me off at my house, and before I got out, he grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes before gently kissing my lips. We pulled away and we both smiled, letting out a little laugh.

"Meet me at my house when you can tomorrow. I want you to meet my mom" Zayn said nervously.

My heart stopped beating for a second as I nodded my head. I was going to meet his mom and his dad. This thought frightened me but also made me excited. He unlocked the car doors, also getting out and led me to my door, waiting until I was inside. From there he kissed my cheek and said goodnight also calling me love. He knew I loved that and it made me blush. It was already 10:43 and both my parents were asleep, so I walked to my room and gently fell asleep. After all I had a big day tomorrow.

I awoke in the morning and jumped in the shower. As I got out I noticed a text from Zayn saying 'Good morning beautiful. How was your slumber? I can't wait to see you today xx'. What a gentleman. After throwing on my skinny jeans and a plain white V-neck, i put on my makeup, which was a thin line of eyeliner, mascara, and dabs of red lipstick. I threw on my red Bobs, and went to the kitchen. My mom and dad, gone as usual even though they're usually off on Sundays. I shrugged and grabbed my keys and phone, and ran out the door and into my car. Before pulling out, I quickly texted Zayn 'On my way'. And from there I went on making my way to his house. As I arrive I was greeted at the door by Zayn and his mom or as he said "mum".

"This must be the lovely young lady you've been talking about since freshman year huh? Layla?" Zayn's mom said with a chuckle

Zayn just looked down and starting to blush, as well as I did. They led me inside as we all joined in the living room. From there I was introduced to his dad, who was kind and funny. We made small talk, and Zayn's parents occasionally telling me a story that embarrassed Zayn. We ate lunch, then just like that Zayns' mom and dad left, leaving only us in the house.

"I like your parents. Their nice."

"And embarrassing" Zayn said, slightly bumping my arm while laughing. I joined him an laughed as well, and before I knew it we were holding hands watching a movie. I looked at my phone and noticed an angry text from Addy.