Not A Decision ✓

16. Observation

Zayn

She was nervous. I noticed that she bit her lower lip when she was nervous. The boys were all in their rooms and I was going to hers. What were the odds? As we walked towards the other end of the house she motioned me to be quiet. She said something about her father, brother, friend and sister sleeping.

I was a bit relieved when I found out that Frank was her brother. It would have been awkward otherwise. Did I just say that? Did I have feelings for her? I didn't finish my thought because she had stopped walking. We had stopped in front of a white door.

She opened the door careful not to make noise. When she opened the door, I expected to see pink, flowers and things arround that sort of stuff. It was nothing what I would have expected.

The room was big. It had a small living room space, her bed was all the way in the other side of the room next to the doors the led to a balcony. The wall that laid behind her bed was painted so that it was a sunrise. It was astonishing. Her bed was round and with yellow covers, probably going with the sunrise theme she had going on.

Her little living room area had a night theme. With most of the furniture on that side being metallic and black. Her room was literally the two phases of a person. Light and darkness. Ying and yang. Humanity and-

"You can take a bath. The bathroom is over there. I'll go get you some clothes," She broke into my thoughts. She pointed to the door in the far left corner. The door was in the light side so it was white. With that she left.

There was no TV. Though there was bookcases filled with books. She had a piano, guitar and violin on the living room she had. Her room was practically the second biggest room in the house. So she liked music and books. There was another door behind her black piano. It was painted black and purple with silver stars.I wouldn't have noticed it if I had normal eyesight but I don't.

I walked towards the bathroom. I should go take my shower while she wasnt here.