Rogue (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 13: Dinner Scare

I always kind of fancied the bed mattress that made my body sink into it. I'm talking queen-sized bed with a warm comforter, warmer than a summer day, and all the time in the world to rest, a picturesque view of the sparkling city from my bedroom window and the scent of lavender dangling in the air refreshing my soul. That was the moment I was wishing. That was the moment I was living. It was so comfortable. But what they say is true, that good things don't last too long.

"Ugh," I yelled at my phone in exasperation. It kept going off with the alarm whose sound was poison to my eardrums.

Even though I had no heart to get out of bed, I did. I shut the noise-maker and the first thing my eyes landed upon was the calendar that hung on the wall opposite to my bed. It read in big blue letters--Thursday which obviously meant tomorrow was Friday, below the present date. I was nervous.

I fell back into my bed. I knew I couldn't do it. This was all insane. I haven't gone on a date in forever because the date with Nathan the other day that Zayn kind of crashed wasn't even to be counted as one. That reminded me, he never called back. Nathan I mean. It's not like I expected him to. But who cares about that lying freak anyway?

Let's concentrate on Zayn.

My phone rang interrupting my thoughts right that second. It was my mother, surprisingly.

"Hello?" Unconsciously, my voice turned cold and emotionless. I didn't do it purposefully, it just happened. I beat myself up over it, mentally.

"Ana, sweetie. How are you doing?" We just have this unspoken rule that we are not to interfere or meddle with each other's lives and my mother always followed it. But there were exceptions, like now. Actually, there was only one ever exception. The night that she and I talked, previously.

"Good. How are you?"

Something seemed wrong with the way she was talking. She never called me Ana. I was always Anya to her because I was Ana to my father; and only he called me that. Although, that night, when my mother came home reeking of the pungent alcoholic odour, she opened her heart to me. Her words hurt my thirteen year old brain like sharp pieces of glass; everything was pain. From her apologies to her love acceptance. From her secrets to her scolds. It all just made the foundations of hate-relationship crumble. But I was too big a coward to say anything in return.

She end up crying herself to sleep, hugging me. I bet she doesn't even remember anything like that even happened.

"Same. Although the house feels emptier without you around."

That probably was the first time since that night she spoke about her feelings to me. I couldn't take it. All I wanted to do was hug my pillow to my chest and fall back to sleep; to forget this all.

"I uh-"

I stammered for a response. I did have the right words but not enough courage and willpower to voice them; the story of my life.

"It's okay. I just wanted you to know that you can still come back anytime you want. The doors are always open for you."

"Thanks."

"Anya?"

"Yeah."

"Can you come over for dinner, tonight? There's just something I wanted to talk to you about."

I spoke after a second too long of tranquility over the phone.

"Is tomorrow okay? I just have a lot going on with my work and--you know." I wasn't sure of how I was supposed to respond to this. I just needed time to prepare myself for this catastrophe.

"Sure. I'll cook your favourite."

Tomorrow meant Friday. But I could skip Zayn's date. For all the things I had been planning in my head, I needed this dinner with my mother more than I needed a romantic date with a handsome being.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow, yes."

I could picture her nodding at that. She looked like me, exactly. Only older. Whoever saw me complemented me on that. It was beautiful in a way because I was always a massive admirer of her beauty.

So, tomorrow huh? Big day.

I was thinking like Ellie, who thinks of everything as remarkable things of life. Ellie is just--

Ellie!

I had to talk to her. She could help me.

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