Unfolded(On Hold)

Chapter 3

If you ever need me
Just tell me and I'll be there
Cause I was built for you
Yes I was built to carry all your feelings

Cause I won't let them know
I won't let you go baby
I don't care what your past is
I don't need no answers
Just have faith in me

Don't you know your secret's safe with me
All your worries can be put to, can be put to sleep
Don't you know your secret's safe with me
All your worries can be put to, can be put to sleep

"Safe With Me - Sam Smith"

My alarm clock blasted through the speakers of my phone with sam smith's song. After awhile I finally turned it off realizing today is Monday.

A smile frown form onto my face as I screamed into my fluffy pillow almost instantly drowning out my screams..

At least this my last year of school, then it'll all be over. I lazily crawled out of bed and headed towards the shower.

Once I got out I threw on some black knitted leggings with a cream knitted sweater that hangs off the shoulder a little and my cream uggs. I quickly threw my hair into a messy bun before grabbing my long hobo bag and headed to school.

I decided I was going to take the Mayor's offer. I really didn't have to give it much thought.

Even though it's technically blackmail, I'll be receiving a great amount of money so why the hell not.

Before I even realized it, I waltz into the school doors. In this world.....I was the extremely pretty shy girl, most girls hated me and they didn't even know my name. And trust me I preferred my underground world way better.

The boys here are all pervs, idiots, or dumbfounded by everything. 

With my bag clutched to me, I entered my first class with glares coming from almost every female and a couple of rude comments. Apparently, no one trusted me around their boyfriend, potential love, brother or friend. I don't socialize much with males or females in this idiotic school.

I made my way into the back of the room to bury my face into my Kelley Armstrong book. I hate looking like the weak girl, but I can't exactly whoop ass like I'd enjoy here. I'll be in jail wayyyy longer then what I was the other night. Everyone just thought I was the socially awkward girl who father was murdered because of her. Kids were cruel but I heard it all before. Most insults that come my way are weak and frail. Everything around me became so easy to just...brush off and ignore. Don't get me wrong, I'm No pushover but I don't stick up for myself unless someone put their hands on me.  Other than that I can care less about what everyone thought or said.

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Time flew by fast today

Before I even knew it school was over and I still haven't found Zayn or the expensive looking car.

I searched and searched and searched the school parking lot I finally gave up. The cars here were only kids who stayed after a little while after school. Most of the parking lot was completely empty.

Crap...

A high pitch whistle startled me making me whip my head around. Surprisingly, I didn't catch whiplash.

"So, your our little ...maid...the car is down the street." He spat out the word 'maid' like he was trying to make a point.

Zayn Miller finally approached me after I had been searching for him and the car about thirty minutes now. His tall form lingered in front of me, being so close to him made me realize why girls threw themselves at him. Everything on him just seemed perfect, and his mom being the Mayor definitely had it's perks I bet. He was a very attractive boy but just because he looked like some kind of young God doesn't give him the right to be such a.....Wait....Maid. I rolled my eyes at his comment. I'm really going to HATE this job.

"Well, can you show me the car, Zayn." I snapped.

He walked towards me,"Now why would I do that...it makes....things to easy for you. Don't you think?" He bit his lip looking me up and down. Sending chills all over me, Oh I so don't need a boy flirting with me.

I rolled my eyes," I have to get to work Zayn, can you just show me the car... please.

"Getting snappy with the Mayor's son on her first day of work....the lil servant should really watch her tone....." he snarled before walking away down the street. " You coming or What Little Maid."

Servant, I really wish I didn't need this money, because I would totally make him eat those words. One day, I'm going to show everyone that I'm something special.

Whether they like it or not!

He slid into the passenger seat as I slid into the back.

The ride was silent, you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. I told my mother of my new job and how much I'll get paid. She was more then happy to encourage me to work for the Millers.

The driver pulled up to a beautiful mini pearl white mansion. The driveway curved into a circle as the driver pulled up to the marble stairs.

The inside of the house was just as beautiful with pearl marbles floors and walls. They were beautifully decorated with family mementos and paintings. The kitchen was huge and stunning, with a long island in the center of it.

I gaped at the entire thing until Zayn brushed past me towards the kitchen, causing me to almost lose my balance. ALMOST.

I walked over to the island to see an envelope with my name of it.

It read," Complete your daily chores and cook dinner for us around 5:30 although I might not be home until late each day just do it for Zayn and yourself, I'll allow you to use our personal gym for your little.....habit after you work. P.s be safe darling, I can't help but to worry about you
Sincerely, Irin Miller."

I placed the letter into my bag, letting my mind drift off into the distance.

Even though the Mayor, Irin is being nice to me....extremely...nice.I can't help but to wonder why?

Yeah, apparently she worries and cares about me but she doesn't even know me.

To be honest it all sound like complete crap to me but I'm not going to complain. Just..going to .be cautious I guess. Setting my hobo bag by the front door, I decided to give myself a little tour of the place. I knew for a fact Zayn would've been less then happy to show me around the house, so I did it on my own. For the most part though the house was pretty much the same all over, it'd been clean, slick, and beautiful everywhere I went except for places like the game room, kitchen, movie room, Irin's and Zayn's bedrooms. I've even found the gym room which was down the hall of the game room.

In no time those few room were clean and  decided to get started on dinner. I honestly didn't care what Zayn wanted to eat he'll just have to deal with what I wanted to cook. And at this point of time I wanted some lasagna with garlic bread. I haven't had a home cooked meal in a while, about time I get home from school and practice I'm past exhaustion. My mom really don't cook as much as she used to, she's more off since she been with Castor. She turned more into a younger sister I have to keep my eye on then a mother. I don't exactly blame her though, I did take away the only thing she really loved. A pang of guilt washed over me and I let out a deep sigh pulling all of the food out the oven.

"Zayn!!" I yelled loudly, my voice echoing throughout the house," Zayn Come down here the food is ready!"

No Response

Great!

Marching upstairs I knocked onto his bedroom door. The door swung open so fast that this time I did stumble. " The foods done, I made Lasagna and garlic br-" He stood there arms crossed leaning against the door frame. His hair jet black from the water dripping down his forehead, as he stood in front of me with nothing but a towel on smirking slyly.

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Zayn in the MM