You make me crazy

“Yes sis. Sorry I have to go he will be here soon to pick me up and go to Scarline race track”

“Oh well okay. Say hello to mum for me and tell her I will be home in a few months. And don’t do anything with Zayn that I wouldn’t do”

“OMG Sylvia! That’s everything and also the same thing Arywn said”

“Have fun baby sis. Talk soon”

“Bye!”

I logged off my laptop and shut it down. Far out! She can talk for a long time. I had twenty minutes to get ready before Zayn arrived. Getting up off my bed my phone dinged letting me know I had a notification. Opening my phone up I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding, it was only a text from my brother Anthony.

       From Bro-Bro: hey baby sis, I just got a text from Sylvia about your date. Don’t do anything I will need to beat him up for. Have fun. I love you lots baby sister xx

i let out a long laugh. Oh, here is my brother’s protective side.

       To Bro-Bro: chill bro and thanks, but there will be no beating up. Love you lots xx

 I walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror. Though through all that has been happening I look better than ever. Smiling at myself I picked up my tooth paste and tooth brush and started to brush my teeth.  Spitting out my toothpaste I grabbed my make-up kit and started on a semi natural/semi mysterious look. After finishing I skipped happily into  my bed room to put on my combat boots and white leather jacket  and collected my phone, wallet, shoulder bag, lip gloss and pulled out the nun-chucks from the bag under my bed.

I heard the doorbell ring and ran down stairs. I pulled the door open fast like I had super powers. Standing at the door dressed in jeans and a tight white shirt with a black leather jacket, looking casual but hot as hell stood Zayn.

“Hey babe. Are you ready to go?” he greeted me.

“Yes I am ready. I just have to, look up” I said pecking his cheek and grabbing my keys.

We walked out the door after I locked it, and headed to his car. Just as I sat down in the passenger seat I remembered when he first drove me somewhere he had a motor bike.

“Zayn hat happened to you bike?” I asked him.

“When the guys and I arrived here we brought a few cares to use. This is Liam and mine”

“Oh that’s cool. I wish I had one this flash” I commented.

“This isn’t flash, you haven’t seen out limo yet” he laughed at me.

“Show off!” I teased him. “Come on just drive me to the races”

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We pulled into the car park with the gravel flying everywhere. Bringing the car to a stop Zayn got out and opened my door. I got out and thanked him, taking hold of his arm. Almost running we ran towards where the drivers were, I noticed Louis gearing up.

“Hey Louis!” Zayn yelled at him making him turn his head towards us.

“Monster! Zayn!” he yelled back at us.

Together we walked over to him. My eyes opened to look like saucers, I was so shocked! I never knew Louis was a racer, I’m sure Arywn doesn’t know as well. Stupid boys, stupid secerts.

“By the look on your face Mollie, I am guessing your boy-toy here didn’t tell you I was a racer” Louis laughed at me.

“Hey! I am not a boy-toy!” Zayn exclaimed sounding offended.