The drive home is very weird , since I have to give him directions , we'll it actually feels nice to talk to somebody other then my parents . Suddenly His car pulls up yo my pale White House , with dead grass and leaves flying everywhere .
" thank you , umm zayn ."
"Welcome , and umm for drinks how about I just pick you up ? "
" ..... Umm ... I have to ask my dad if I can go first . "
" ok , and here " grabbing my hand he gives me a paper with 7 digits ,
Is this his number ? No , it can't be , we just meet !
"Umm zayn , is this your phone number ?" I ask with a low voice , causing it hard for him to hear but manages to .
"Yes , why ? Never got a boys number before ?" He laughs .
His smile could cure a million life's .
" We'll no , but I'll hope to call you . " I respond heading out the door and into my house , where my father sit lazily on the couch drinking whAt seems to be alcohol.
Ugh , I fast walk past hi hoping not to be bothered , I get inside my room and quickly turn around locking the door . I pull out my phone and the paper zayn handed to me , and dial his number 916-546-7212 ,
"Hello , is this zayn ?" I ask crossing my fingers .
"Aha , yes is this Laura ? " Omg he remembers my name !
"Umm yes , I jUst wanted to let you know my dad said yes I could go , if you still want to !"
I reply , making my checks red As an apple .
" Awesome sounds great ! I'll pick you up later , bye " hanging up the phone I dance around the room ,
Omg I finally have a friend!
Or a boyfriend ?
I dance and dance till i hear a knock on my door .
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~Stay~(zaynmalik)
FanfictionA young girl named Laura Winston moved from Hawaii to a place called Bradford. She was never the girl to make friends , yet she was always the girl to get picked on. Until one day she meet zayn , and ever since her problems have been fading away unt...
