"And that's the whole scatter plot." I smiled.
A victory smile...
Zayn just gave me problem , and I did it all on my own. It was hard in the beginning but I'm starting to understand this more.
But that doesn't mean I'm thanking him.
"Millie mum wants you to go eat, oh and Zayn can eat too!"
This was the twentieth time that Cassidy has entered the room. Are we annoyed? Yes we are. She keeps coming inside to see if we need anything, she is mostly asking Zayn, by the way she looks at him.
"Okay." I hopped off of the bed and walk out.
Wait for Zayn!
No. why?
You left him with creepy Cassidy
He can survive.
I walked into the dinning room seeing Mum, Dad, Aunt Amy, and Uncle Zach. They were all chatting but stopped when I entered the room.
"Hello..." I nervously said.
Why are you nervous?!
Because everyone is staring me.
You do know this is your family right?
"Oh, love you and your friend could sit here." Auntie said as she pointed to some empty seats, they were at the other end of the table.
I slowly walked to my chair. Zayn and Cassidy both entered the dinning room. He looked around until his eyes locked on me.
He better not sit next to me.
"Zayn go sit next to Millie." Mum said. He nodded and quickly came to me, leaving Cassidy's side.
"Do you regret coming here?" I whispered.
"I would love to meet more of your family, for I could get to know you more." He whispered back with a smirk.
I shuddered and looked at him confused, "what's that suppose to mean?"
"Oh nothing," he murmured.
"So what would guys like on your plate?" Uncle Zach asked.
"Everything." I replied.
He chuckled while Cassidy looked at me disgusted.
"How about you, son?" He asked Zayn.
"Why not try all this delicious food?" He replied.
"Oh why thank you, it was our cooking!" Auntie exclaimed.
They passed us our plates, I ate like there was no tomorrow.
"So Zayn...Do you like my hair?" Cassidy asked.
Really? Her hair is just straightened, why would someone like hair like that?
"Yes it's lovely!" He smiled.
He's lying.
I know, this faggot was being really nice to Cassidy.
I slowed down on how I ate. Taking one small bite of my steak.
"So Millie, did Cassidy tell you about our spring camping trip?" Aunty asked.
"Yea--"
"Yes I did mother!" Cassidy smiled, playing with her hair.
"What about this camping trip?" Mum asked.
"Oh well, this spring we are going camping and we wanted to invite Millie." Uncle Zach replied as he drank the wine from his cup.
"I'm sorry to tell you but Millie can't go." Mum strictly answered.
