Impossible love

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My mom and Dad had a deep scowl on their face as Zayn and I stood there.

I hugged my mom and she held me coldly,my dad just nodded.

" So it's true" My mom said and my Dad snorted.

" What's true" I asked.

" You are with a Russell and you have been sleeping with him" my Dad snorted and I gasped.

Okay so what! Sleeping?. I was with him and we haven't gone past kissing.

" Zayn is my......................." I trailed on.

In the normal sense ,I would have simply said ' boyfriend' but in this case they were my typical, no nonsense,prim and proper African parents.

The kind that wanted to see you dating at the age of 28 or more. Shocking right?.

" Friend" I ended and turned to Zayn for support. He squinted his eyes at me , probably shocked.

" Yes" He supported, looking clearly hurt.

" How come you didn't tell me,you were coming?"

" It's a surprise"

They seemed to have calmed down a bit. Well only my mom but my dad had on a deep scowl.

I guess we could kiss goodbye to our movie. I escaped Zayn out the door. He didn't say anything word to me.

" Is that what you take me for?" He questioned." A friend?"

" Zayn, you know how my parents are, saying boyfriend will lead to lots of controversies" I declared.

" I don't give a fuck Rachael,when you're here you do what we do,cut the good girl act,stand up to your parents and tell them the damn truth" He muttered.

" Oh, really,then they will reconsider sending me back to Ghana" I replied.

" You're just feeling disgraced to show me to your parents" he mumbled and drove off. I stood there for about a minute and trekked back to my house. I'm pretty sure Ryan called them.

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After fake smiling and chatting with my parents who were here for a conference, I went up to my room.

I wanted to ask when they'll go back but when I saw the number suitcases in their room. I knew it's gonna be a long stay.

I called Zayn and he didn't pick up. I gave up on the fifth ring. He was pissed off that I didn't introduce him as my boyfriend. Heck! He needed to watch a movie or read a book about 'Characteristics of an African Parent'

He would understand me.

Ryan came home a few minutes later and from the look on his face,I knew he wasn't happy to see mom and Dad.

He came up to my room and I covered my self. I was wearing only my bra and shorts. He eyes had began to darken anytime he saw me wearing dresses that revealed my body.

" What do you want,try anything and I'll scream for mom" I literally shouted and surprisingly he just stood at the end of my bed.

" I don't know what is wrong with me?"

" Oh you don't,baby I'm sorry" I replied ( note the sarcasm)

" Get your fucking ass to a psychologist to check your love cells Because I'm your damn sister and we can't be together" I shouted and he laughed.

"If only............" He trailed on and winked at me. What did he mean by that.

" Not even mom or Dad will get you away from me, they'll be traveling around anyways...it'll be me and you"

I snorted at him and he left.

Asshole!

Jerk!

Where in the world does this happen.

First there was Zayn whom my parents don't approve of for a reason I don't know and second there's my idiotic brother who can't keep his hands off me.

Whose love is more impossible??

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