I'll Stay Babe (Zayn Malik)

Chapter No. 16: Snog, Marry, or Avoid

Hi! I'm not going to do the whole fancy best comment, song, thingy because it's late and I just want this chapter out!

Sorry for my obnoxious absence. 

School was just overwhelming.

Thanks for the people that read these intros! Props to you :)

But also please go check out "He Broke My Heart" by xAmberr_1Dx . She deserves a bunch more reads.

Dedication: You were the last person to comment! WOO! Plus I like your username/picture lol.

LOLCAKES KAY BYE!

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Sofia's POV

"Niall, I don't think this is going to work," I said, running a hand through my knotty curls in defeat. Niall had managed to lift the cake onto a rolling cart that was a bit smaller than the cake so the cake's edges sort of hung off.

"Poppycock!" Niall said, putting on his sweatshirt. With one swoosh, he had zipped the jumper up It just so happened that the jumper was one that covered your face. His alien head turned to me.

"Erm, so what is your plan, Niall?" I asked, rubbing my elbow nervously. My anger was slowly edging away replaced by uneasy and queasy feelings.

"Simple. We roll the cake into the lift, head down, take the tube, and go to my flat where my freezer is alive and well," he stated seeming a bit proud of himself. I stole a glance at the hole through the wall that separated the kitchen and living room at the window to see ran pattering down.

"Niall, it's raining," I told him. He unzipped his face and I could see his pondering expression. Without a word, he walked into the kitchen. I followed, leaving the cake contraption in the living room by the door. Niall went over to the shelves and drawers, looking through them all. I stood there, really just giving up.

"Here," Niall said, handing me two square boards. I gave him a puzzled look.

"Cutting boards?" I questioned. He nodded.

"So you can shield the cake from the rain," he said, as if that fixed all our problems.

"Nia–" I started.

"You have an umbrella, don't you?" Niall asked, cutting me off. I sighed and was about to say yes when a thought cut me off short.

"Erm, no I actually lent it to Zayn," I mumbled. (A/N You guys remember their first little 'date'? She gave him her umbrella. See if anyone remembered. If you did, comment it!)

"Call him! We need that umbrella!" He exclaimed. He grabbed the cutting boards and swiftly went to the living room. I blinked getting a small familiarity of Mona from Niall. 

They were both kind of odd. I wonder if it was possible to actually be normal because no one I know actually is. Mona is a nut. Niall is also a nut. Dec is far to obsessed with football. My mother has anger problems. Alec is a nut, as well. My father has this dream of owning a Bed and Breakfast that he's had since primary school. I just … Normal. Isn't. Possible.

I took out my phone after Niall let out a huge burp breaking me from my thoughts. I scrolled through contacts before Zayn's number popped up. I dialled it.

"Sofia? What is this notation that Harry and Louis seem to have that you're going to die?" Zayn asked, his voice sleepy. I let out a little chuckle.

"Niall kind of, well–" I started but yet again I was interrupted by a belching boy.

"Oi! Umbrella! It's melting and I will not be personally responsible for this since Liam will find a way to blame me!" Niall shouted from the living room.