After I WON over Zayn, Paul text the lads that it's too late and they should probably get some rest.
"We'll discuss this later," said Liam with his dead serious dad tone.
"Sure I would be happy to do so," I said still smiling.
"This is not finished," Zayn said.
"For the first time I agree with you." I said still smiling my devilish smile.
They left and Eliz and I were bombarded with f-ing questions from Mum.
"What were you talking about?" she asked.
"Stuff," I immediately said. I looked at Eliz and gave her the shut-up-leave-this-to-me look.
"What stuff?" she asked. One thing I've learned through my existence, Sandra Thomspon is the nosiest person you'll met.
"Oh just stuff." I answered. After long awkward silence she asked again.
"Are you dating one of them?" she asked,
"Hell no!" I exclaimed when she gave me a stern look I added, "I mean heck?"
"I wish," Eliz mumbled.
"Are you dating the one with black hair? The hot one?" she asked. Did my mom just called Zayn Malik hot? I was about to asked Eliz.
"Did your mom just called Zayn hot?" asked Eliz. Not now, I mouthed.
"Yes, yes I did," mom said.
"Oh and he's name is Zayn how fitting. Hot, gorgeous, mysterious, and vain. Perfect combination," she continued.
"Gee I think I'm gonna be sick." I looked at her in dusgust.
"You two don't tell Ben I said that," she said before heading to her room.
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My Bradford Bad Boy
FanfictionZayn Malik is the reason of Sadie's pain. She once want nothing but him. After the embarrassment, the tears, and the pain that was cause by him, Sadie finally realized that getting hit by a lighting is more possible than being with the arsehole. Unt...
