Rosalie's Pov
I sat at the bottom of the stairs watching the boys pile up their luggage by the front door. I am just dressed in a simple white loose knit sweater and light blue skinny jeans. I stare at my black socks as I wiggle my toes. I cleaned up the glass pieces and the alcohol. Liam insisted on me not cleaning it up and letting Zayn doing it but knowing him he wouldn't. And I kind of feel a bit guilty for letting this fight happen.
I'm not sure if Zayn and I are going to Bradford. He's still sleeping in bed. Our flight doesn't leave for another two hours so I guess we still have time.
"So are you staying or going?" Liam pauses what he's doing and comes to sit next to me. I just shrug my shoulders.
"I really want to go I love Zayn's family but we're still not in good terms and I just think it's up to him if I can go or not. I mean it's his family not mine." I let out a sigh. He rubs circles on my back to soothe me.
"Hold that thought." He walks back up the stairs and leaves me alone at the bottom of the stairs again.
Louis carries some presents in his hands. "Where are going Louis?" I ask.
"Oh Hey didn't see you There can you open the door for me?" I walk up towards him and I open the door. "Thanks I'm just going to drop these off at Chaselyn's house."
"Where?"
"Across the street. She lives across the street."
"Oh well tell her I said hi." He nods and I shut the door behind him. I see Liam walking down the stairs.
"I put him in the shower for you. So I'd say he'll be ready in a bit."
"You didn't have to do that Liam." He didn't but I thank him anyway. Niall's is the first to leave since he has to fly all the way to Ireland. He gives me a hug and wishes me a merry Christmas. Even though I'm not even sure that's going to happen. Either way I wish him one as well.
Louis comes back and he does the same. Then Liam leaves. The only one left is Harry.
"I can stay if you want."
"No Harry it's fine you should go be with your family go spend Christmas with them."
"Why don't you come with. I don't want you spending Christmas in a funk." Harry lightly laughs.
"No that won't be necessary. " We turn around and Zayn is on the top of the stairs carrying down his luggage. His hair is gelled up and he has shaved off the stubble that he has been growing. He has a black sweater on and grey jeans that go with his Nike's.
"Okay well if you need anything don't hesitate to call." He pulls me into a hug.
"Trust me she won't." I hear Zayn mutter.
"Please don't start." I tell him and he rolls his eyes.
"Well I'll see you when I come back. Here's to Christmas, New years and our new tour that starts in a month." He beams. All I hear him say is new tour that starts in a month.
"Wait what? What do you mean new tour next month?" I look between bother of them. Zayn looks down at the floor.
"You didn't tell her did you?" Harry says. What more is being kept from me?
"I just forgot I guess." Zayn rubs the back of his neck.
"Great just great" I mumble and cross my arms.
"Uh well I got to go." Harry says. He quickly leaves the house.
"We should go to we don't want to be late." Zayn says as he breaks the silence.
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Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)
FanfictionWe are the same people but from different worlds. He is famous good looking he comes from a good family. His name is Zayn Malik. I on the other hand was plain, ordinary, grew up in the Foster care system, I don't have a family. My name is Rosalie Ra...
