I went back home to find Gavin sitting in the living room.
"Hey Angel,"Gavin nodded. "Hey Gav," I said.
"Have you seen Niall anywhere I have to do a History thing with him,"
"Fuck Niall, Gav what happened yesterday ? Why'd you come home like that" I placed my rucksack on the floor and sat next to him.
Gav turned his head and looked at nothing in particular.
"Nothing man. I just. It just. Harry started on me."
"Harry? Why? He seems like such a cool guy."
"Well, no. He's a dick. He thought we were together. Do you know he has a thing for you?"
Me?
Laughing, I said "Why would he have a thing for me? Have you seen that dude he's a ..." When I saw Gavin's face expression I decided to change what I say "Total dickhead!"
"Well he does and he's possesive over you. He think's we're together"
"Are we?" I nervously asked.
"Angel, I loved you and you rejected that,"
"Gavin we were 16 ! You were. Are. My closest friend and you know how my parents were,"
"I gave you my everything,"He shook his head.
"I'm sorry Gavin," I didn't realise I was crying until I felt my cheeks get wet.
He took me in his warm embrace and I didn't know how I felt. I felt at home and I felt comfortable. It's the best I've ever felt for a long time.
"Angel, I love you. I know we're still young but we're not 16. I love you Angel Malik. And I want to be with you."
I smiled and hugged him tighter. Did I love him? I don't know but he's always been there for me. He's my 'home'. And I know I love him for that.
"I love you too Gav."
We both pulled back and stared into his blue-green eyes. I loved how there were small specks of grey in his eyes. He really was attractive.
He put his hand on my cheek and leaned forward closing his eyes. I closed my eyes in anticipation and felt his lips on me moments later. The kiss remained soft and gentle without any urgency. I smiled into the kiss feeling happy. There was a knock on the door that was the reason for the kiss to break.
"I'll get it" He said, his voice slightly hoarse.
As soon as he opened the door the high pitched screeching voice of my mother rang through the house.
"How the hell did you get here?" was my first response as I defensively got up.
"What are you doing here you little brat! Who do you think you are ?!" She screamed.
"Get out of her Mrs Malik, please" Gavin spoke gently.
"Shut up! Don't come in between me and my daughter," she rudely said to him before returning her gaze on me. I wanted to stand up for him but I was just a bit lost. " What do you think your brother would want to say about this?" She said with a devillish smirk.
How could she bring him up.
That was it for me.
"GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!!" I screamed with tears streaming down my face.
"You know what? I came to check because I adopted you. I did you a favour and I felt some sort of stupud need to keep you with me. But, seriously. I don't care. You can fuck off." She said and walked out before slamming the door on her way out. I fell back on the sofa, feeling defeated. The tears stopped leaving me feeling numb.
"Forget her, Angel,"
How do I tell him that it's not her that affects me. I've seen that side of her enough. It's the mention of him.
Zayn Malik.
