Petite | Zarry

Chapter 8.

It was the next day, 6:30 am. Zayn's alarm clock started to ring. An annoyed "Mhh.." left his mouth while he tried to find the snooze button. Suddenly the irritating sound silenced and Zayn let his head fall back into his pillow. Not even ten seconds later he slumbered again.

What he didn't notice was that his mom opened his bedroom door and walked over to his bed. She stroked Zayns head to wake him. That's what she always did since he was a little kid because she knew that Zayn didn't really like to get up.

"Wake up Zayn my dear...." His mom said softly. "Mommy...I don't want to...'m still tired" he mumbled and tried to hide under the duvet. "Oh come on Zaynie, you also have to pack up a few things because you'll have to stay a few days at Harry's. He'll pick you up after school, " Trisha said, she wanted to tell Zayn the other day but she just forgot about it.

Zayn sat up in his bed and looked at his mom. "I'll stay with Mr Harry?" he asked excitedly.
"Yes, and now hurry, Bubbles!" his mom told him. Zayn got up quickly and went to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and was shocked, there was a pimple on his forehead! Right between his eyebrows! "Oh no oh no oh no, not now!" he mumbled. "What should I do now?" he asked himself but he had no idea.

"Why?! I'm so ugly now!" he cried. He didn't even know why he stressed so much about such a little pimple, usually, he wasn't like that. Well yes, of course, he felt uncomfortable when his skin was irritated but he didn't make such a drama.

If he was a girl he'd say he's on his period but he was a boy. He thought about it for a moment, what do girls do if they have a red spot? They use concealer! He knew that his mom always had some in her purse. He just would have to get it and cover the pimple.

Zayb hurried to get dressed. He brushed his hair just to not have it in his face all day and after that, he brushed his teeth. The raven-haired boy wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a light blue turtleneck sweater.

He went to the living room and searched for his mom's purse.
When he found it he opened it and sighed in relief, there was the concealer! He took it out and turned to go back to the bathroom. Suddenly his mom stood in the living room too, she looked at him with raised brows. "What do you want with my makeup?"  "Eh...I uhm well...nothing?" he tried to lie. His mom laughed "I know that you're lying, now tell me"

"It's...it's just this big pimple between my brows... it's ugly and... I don't know..." he looked at the concealer he held in his hands. "Oh Zayn.." she came closer and took the concealer from Zayn. "you could have just asked me. Come I'll cover the spot." she said and led her son to the bathroom.

Trisha put a little bit concealer on the tip of her finger and dabbed it on the pimple. It almost completely disappeared. Then she put a little bit powder on the conceal to make it stay and not rub off that easily. "All done" she smiled and took a step back to let Zayn have a look in the mirror.

His face lit up when he saw the almost completely covered pimple. He hugged his mom tightly. "Thanks, mommy! You saved me!" he cheered. "And now I have to pack!" he said and ran off to his room. Zayn took out a travelling bag and went to his wardrobe, he opened it.

He didn't exactly know how much days he would spend at Harry's so he took out enough underwear for a week and a few days. He packed a few more things like some t-shirts and pullovers. Of course, his favourite stuffie couldn't be missing otherwise he would not be able to fall asleep. After he finished his packing he went to his mom, she was standing in the kitchen.

"Are you ready?" she asked and gave her son a sandwich. Zayn nodded and took a bite. "Yes, but how am I supposed to take the big bag with me? I can't carry it at school all day," he asked. "Just leave it in your room, Harry will come over before he picks you up and get your bag," Trisha told him. "I'll take you to school now," Trisha said and Zayn nodded.

A few minutes later Zayn stood in front of the big school building. He went inside and saw Niall standing in front of a notice board in the hallway. Zayn quickly made his way to the blond haired lad.

"Hi Ni" he smiled at his best friend. Niall turned his head and grinned at him. "Hey, how was your weekend?" he asked.
"Hm okay I guess...but I almost got raped!" Zayn told Niall. The blonde boy's jaw dropped. "What?! Raped!" he nearly screamed. Zayn covered his mouth. "Shhht! I don't want the whole school to know!"

"raped? What happened?" Niall tried again, this time he spoke really quietly. "Yeah on my way home last Friday night," he said. "how did you escape?" Niall wanted to know. "A nice man helped me, his name is Harry and because I fell asleep in the car he took me home with him and let me sleep in his bed," Zayn said smiling like an idiot. "Sounds like you're having a crush?" Niall said grinning. "How old is Harry?" "I don't know, but not that old...maybe twenty-five? I'm not sure" Zayn said with an unsure sounding voice.

The school bell rang. "You can tell me later, now let's go or we'll be late for class!" Niall said, grabbed Zayn's arm and went to their classroom.