"Hey guys just in time! I was gonna ask it you if you wanted to go eat." My dad asks unknowingly
"When Mr. Tymes?" Zayn asks politely as I roll my eyes
"Oh tonight for dinner. I figured the lovely couple would like to go out every once and a while." Dad smiles
"We'd love that." Zayn clarifies
"Uh? I never had a say but yes daddy we would love it." I smile at dad
"Well you guys feel free to come on in whenever you feel like." My dad smiles and walks into the house
Zayn instantly turns to me "Alex please."
"Leave me alone asshole." I say walking into my house and slamming the door
What the hell was that? First he flips and then he starts acting sweet as can be? And to top it all off he acts even sweeter and sucks up to my father! The nerve of that man I swear!
It's only been about three hours and I'm already getting calls from. He usually calls earlier but I guess be was giving me space. I answer without saying anything.
"Babe please. I wanna hear your voice." He says
"What do you want?"
"You."
"Zayn shut up."
"Please? I've made it up to you. I promise."
"And how is this?"
"I bought you a car." He says happily
I stay speechless for a while.
"You what?!"
"Bought you a mustang. An old 1965 mustang. That's what you said you always had interest in. That and a chevelles but I haven't found any yet."
"Oh my god Zayn no you shouldn't have!" I smile almost in tears
"But I did. And it's right outside waiting for you."
I peek out my window and see the red shining beauty. I see Zayn sitting out on it. I run outside and hug him tightly.
"I knew you'd come around." He says kissing me
"It's beautiful Zayn!"
"Like you." He says looking in my eyes
"Forgive me yet?" He asks kissing me
"I guess I do Mr. Malik." I say kissing him back
"I'm sorry I hurt you Al."
"You didn't hurt me. Just pissed me off. I'm over it baby." I say rubbing his back
"Well baby I gotta run because I have to talk to somebody. Take your beaut for a ride and I'll be back for dinner later." He says
"Okay baby." I say making a pouty face
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Zayn 27 mins later
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I pull up to her house and knock on the door. After about five minutes, she finally answers.
"What?" She says
"Ay why so snappy?"
"I'm sorry I have a headache. You're not my favourite Zayn."
"You're not my favourite either Hope but I deal with it. I need your help."
"With what?"
"You're Alex's best friend. I'm madly in love with her already. You know we're going out and everything but I just feel boring to her. I feel like I don't know enough about her and I'm scared I'm gonna push her away." I fret
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Too Old For Her
Teen FictionA young girl who lives the life of the party, encounters a new habitat when she meets an older man at a club she snuck into with her friends. 16 year old Alex has what she thinks is the time of her life, running around with 21 year old Zayn. She run...
