Good Girl Gone Bad (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 7

A/N - I'm really sorry about the long update. I was busy with school, considering it was homecoming week. Today is homecoming, but I'm not going. TEAR. :'( first dance I've missed since middle school, waah. Oh well, I still have prom! (: I'm gonna uit rambing, but this chapter isn't the best. The next will be interesting, I promise. Enjoy!

x0x0, Heidiee.

*GRACE'S POV*

"Where were you?" I heard my father asked, repeating himself. I slowly turned around on my heels so I could face him. His arms were crossed across his chest and he was staring down at me, definietly not happy.

I bit my bottom lip and gulped sightly. "Um, I was..." I looked around the darkened room, trying to think of a lie I could tell. I had nothing. "I was out with a friend." I told him. I wasn't lying, it was the truth. Zayn was a friend.

I could feel his eyes piercing through my soul. My father was intimindating, I had to admit. He cleared his throat. "Which friend?" He asked  me.

Shit. What do I say? Danielle? Eleanor? 

"Zayn. You don't know him, but he's a nice lad..." I assured him.

He shook his head, "What were you guys doing?! It's 2am. You know I don't like you with boys!"

I put my hands up, defensively. "Woah woah woah, dad. Chill, okay? We're were with Dani and the crew. We weren't alone, I swear." Okay, that was a lie. He would believe me though.

My dad sighed, "Well, make sure you don't do it again. Okay?"

I simply nodded as he made his way back to his bedroom on the bottom floor. I sighed with relief and made my way up the stairs to mine. Once I was inside my room, I turned on the lamp beside my bed and started to change. Shorts and a t-shirt were my pajamas.

As I laid down, I checked my phone and unlocked it. A new text message from Zayn popped up and I smiled.

From: Zayn <3

Hi love :) i hope you didn't get in trouble. sweet dreams xx :)

To: Zayn <3

thank you, love. i did get caught, LOL. but, it's all goood. he bought my story. night. (: xx

And with that, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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*ZAYN'S POV*

"Zayn, Zayn. Get up." A faint voice said, shaking me. I groaned, shaking my head in the pillow. I'm a heavy sleeper and it's hard for people to wake me up.