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Chapter 7

Read A/N at the end..quite long but please ily :) x

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Brianna's POV

We were watching 'The Big Bang Theory' when we heard a knock on the door.

"That's probably the delivery guy," I groaned not wanting to get up from my seat where I was cuddled in Zayn's muscular arms. "I'll get it. Up for a prank?" he suggested smirking.

"Aren't we a bit too older for these?"

"Never too old for a prank, Biri, never too old!" he said with his usual oh-so-sexy smirk. What?

"I'm not Biri!" I yelled again earning a laugh from him. "Hurry up! Plan something. The guy's probably gonna leave now," he rushed to the door still not opening it.

"Uhm.." I was thinking of something but it doesn't click. "How about we just take the food and pay? Isn't that what people do?" I said being the clever one I am.

"Oh c'mon! Don't be such a party pooper, Biri."

"Maybe I'd help you with a prank if you promise to stop calling me fucking 'Biri' all the fucking time." I snapped.

"Never," he said opening the door to a blonde boy with blue eyes. He had a smile etched onto his face like it was tattooed and it never faded though he spoke. "I'm Niall from Lee Chinese. You must be Malik," he smiled again. Well, I was expecting a much angrier one. Zayn just grabbed the food from him.

Rude.

"You're paying today," I nudged Zayn. He took his wallet out in a fast pace and handed Niall the exact amount along with a tip and dismissed him with a smile. As he was about to close the door, Niall spoke up again "Hope you enjoy your dinner!"

"Thanks," I smiled while Zayn closed the door. "As always," he said as soon as the door was shut closed and Niall was no longer in sight. "What?" I asked not catching up.

"I pay as usual," he said walking past me and over to the kitchen with no emotion on his face. I couldn't help but think there was more meaning to those words. Shithead you should've just paid. My annoying subconscious adds.

Trying to bring in the puzzle pieces together I walked over to Zayn where he was placing the containers of food onto the dining table. "Are you mad at me?" I frowned looking at the marble floor and expecting a 'yes'. Instead he came closer and pulled me into a bear hug and whispered "Just a bad flashback. I'm sorry, love."

Waddup moodswing? My subconscious needs to shut up.

A smile made it's way up to my face now that I know that it wasn't my fault but still that tug of strings at heart knowing that he wasn't alright was bugging me. "Wanna talk about it?" I whispered making it sound more soothing rather than just rhetoric.

"It's nothing," he shook his head pulling out of our embrace.

"You sure?"

"Yeah," he smiles.

"How are your parents?" he changes the subject and pulls a chair out for me to sit and then one for himself.

I take my seat and look up to him staring at me resting his head between his palms. "Well they are actually doing pretty great. Out on a business trip right now so, I'll be alone for quite a while."

"Oh, how's David doing?"

David Hamilton is my father's brother's son also known as my cousin who visits us during summer break who is quite close with Zayn after all the years of him visiting here. "I haven't spoken to him in a while. You know I've been quite busy with classes and working and he's in his final year of uni and all that so.." I frown looking down and realising how much I miss Dave.