Halfway Across The World (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter Five

(A/N): Remember, everything italicized that Yaser, Zayn, or one of the servants say is meant to be in Urdu but that's the translation to English. Also, the words with asterisks (*) are Pakistani words whose meanings are written below the announcements! Thanks to those who read😘

Zayn stretched out his arms as he got up from his bed. He scratched his bare back and went downstairs to go check for the mail.

He grabbed his black slippers and went down the stairs. Zayn opened the door and went down his long driveway to his mailbox.

As he approached the mailbox, a golf cart filled with teenage women stopped at his driveway.

"Um, excuse me?" the brunette in a white dress said.

"Can I help you?" Zayn asked.

"Yes, actually we're looking for Lakeshore Road," she read off her iPhone.

"Aren't we on Lakeshore Road?" Zayn scratched his head in confusion. air was too early in the morning to think about directions.

"No, actually, we're on Lakeshore Drive right now," the ginger in the back of the golf cart added.

"Oh, right. Drive straight and turn left after that fire hydrant over there," Zayn pointed.

"Thank you so much," the blonde next to the brunette thanked.

"Don't mention it," Zayn turned back to what he was originally outside for.

"You know, we have space for one more, why don't you join us?" the brunette licked her plump lips.

Zayn chuckled to himself, he didn't even have to say much for a girl to be turned on by him. This was his magical charm.

"Why, where are you ladies going?" Zayn asked, leading the teenage ladies to giggle like schoolgirls.

"To a party."

"How can there be a party when it's morning?"

"It's 2:38," one said looking at their phone.

I slept for that long? Zayn thought.

"I'll pass, but thanks for the offer." Zayn shrugged off.

"We're on Lakeshore Road, if you change your mind," the brunette winked.

They sped off into the distance, leaving Zayn chuckling to himself.

He opened his mailbox and searched through the mail.

"Bills.. bills... bills... Victoria's Secret ad..." he said to himself. He went through the large stack until he stumbled upon a peculiar envelope.

It was signed from Saleema in Pakistan.

Saleema... The one from the call last night.. Zayn thought to himself.

He opened the envelope without hesitation and read the card.

Dear Yaser,
We're missing you a lot back in Pakistan. We thought we'd put some money together to send you a card.:) Come back soon.

Love,
Saleema + Mariam

Zayn put the card back into the envelope. He knew exactly what was happening now.

The 'putting the money together', the 'we miss you'. It was obvious!

My dad cheated on my mom with a prostitute! Zayn thought to himself.

Zayn was very happy with himself that he found out his father's 'little secret'. But how would he be able to tell his mother? And, now more than ever, he was infuriated with his own father. Zayn took the envelope and folded it into two parts, so it could easily be hidden, and so that he could keep it with him. Unfortunately, Zayn didn't even have pockets. He placed it in his boxers in case he ran into any nosy family members.