Smile » Zianourry Zayn Centric AU

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**Zayn's P.O.V**

I looked around uncomfortablely as my relatives came to say their sorries to me. But I was actually thankful to be freed from that hell hole. The lady from the foster care foundation was here with me until my aunt and uncle arrived.

We waited for what felt like hours until a women with brown hair approached us. "Hi you must be Trisha" Megan spoke in a cheery voice. The new women shook he hand and smiled down at me.

"Yes you're Megan right?" She asked and Megan nodded. "and Zayn" she stared at me with sparkling eyes. "oh you've grown so much" she sniffled wiping away her tears and bend down to give me a hug. "You look so much like your father"

I don't look anything like my father, he had green eyes and light brown hair. Maybe I got my genetics from my mum. "Okay Trisha I'm going to need you to sign some papers after the funeral than Zayn's all yours" she spoke of me like I was an item for sell.

They continued their conversation until everyone arrive and it was time for the burial. Everyone spoke a few words about my father like he was the most amazing person on earth when the truth is that he's trash.

After they buried his dreaded body I was pulled harshly by Megan towards a gray minivan. I rubbed my shoulder that she squeezed so tightly and tried to keep up with her by taking long strides.

I saw the lady I now know as Trisha talking to a man, who I'm presuming is her husband. "Okay Mister and Misses Malik........" Megan began telling them about some adoption papers while I just stood there.

"Niall give it back!" A boy with curly hair screamed chasing who I'm guessing is Niall. He held a phone in his hand and the boy ran after him desperately trying to grab it. I watched them with interest until I got knocked down to the floor.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry mate" the boy with the curly brown hair apologized quickly helping me stand up.

"It's a'right" I mumbled looking down as he smiled at me.

"I'm Harry" he grinned with dimples sticking out a hand for me to shake. I shook his hand quickly.

"I'm Zayn" I mumbled shyly

"No way your Zayn? You're gonna move in with us" he asked more than stated. I just nodded slowly as another grin spread across his face. "Niall I found Zayn"

"Really where?" Niall asked running towards us. Harry rolled his eyes at his antics and pointed at me. "I thought he was supposed to be fifteen not twelve" I instantly looked down embarrassed.

"Shut up Niall!" Harry widen his eyes and nudged his brother in the ribs. I smiled sadly," It's okay I get it a lot"

Harry smiled sadly at me as two other boys approached us. "Have you guys seen Zayn yet?" The one with the blue eyes asked, completly oblivious to my presence.

"Yeah he's right here" Niall chirped excitedly

"Gosh we didn't see you there sorry" the one with the brown eyes spoke up this time. "I'm Liam and that's Louis, welcome to the family" he smiled warmly and I return my same fake smile. Always the same fake smile.

"It's a'right" I mumbled as Trisha came and put an arm around me.

"Welcome to the family" she smiled setting a kiss on my head. I nodded swallowing a bit uneasily, still not very comfortable in my surroundings yet.

"Zayn's luggage might come tommorrow, so maybe one of you can share your clothes with him." Megan smiled that fake smile again and all the boys nodded smiling. Is that all this family does? Smile?

Trisha led me to the car where the man from earlier smiled at me. I repaid his genuin smile with a false one. I ended up sitting inbetween Niall and Harry who bickered the whole way. "Next time I'm driving myself I swear" Louis huffed under his breath.

"Guys me and your father have some work to do at the office so don't stay up too late" she smiled and dropped us off infront of a huge house. My old one probably only the size of the bathroom.

**Liam's P.O.V**

Mum dropped us off and we had to show Zayn around. "So Zayn you and Harry are going to share a room atleast until the guest room is changed" I said as the other boys left to change into something comfortable.

"Let's get you some clothes from Harry's room" I said leading him the rest of the way. We walked in to see a shirtless Harry sat on his bed smiling at his phone. Zayn was quiet since we entered the house. "Harry you have any clothes Zayn could borrow?" I asked setting a hand on Zayn's rather boney back.

"Yeah sure" he replied standing up and walking to the closet.

"Alright I'll leave you two here" I smiled leaving to help Louis make some food,

**Harry's P.O.V**

I smiled at Zayn as I hand him the smallest pair of sweat pants I own and a t-shirt. "Just come downstairs when you're ready okay?" I smiled and he nodded as I left, closing the door. I walked downstairs to find Louis and Liam in the kitchen. They were always making the food because mom and dad never seemed to be home.

**Zayns P.O.V**

Okay Zayn this is it, this is your new home. When you walk downstairs your going to smile and be fake. That's all you have to do, smile.

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This is dedicated to ZaynJPayne because she's the reason I got into this whiole zianourry stuff and I love her for that especially for Ziam