My parents and Jake just stared at me. Simply just stared. Come on, shouldn't they be happy?
"Well?" I asked getting impatient. They started to whisper a bit.
"No. You're staying home, you are WAY too young for that." They demanded.
"I am not too young! I am 18, and their in the same age range as I am!"
"Haylee, they are a famous boyband!"
"But I'm 18! I can do whatever I want without your approval!"
"You live in our house so you go by our rules!"
"Fine. I'll just pack up everything and move in with Morgan. How would you like that?"
"You wouldn't do that."
"You wanna bet?"
"Plus you don't have a job to pay for your phone and car bill. So you pretty much have no choice but to stay at home."
"Okay. I'll go find a job right now if it will make your heart happy." I started to walk away.
"When exactly do they leave for their tour?"
I turned around,"Saturday.."
"See. You have no time for any changes. Now say your goodbyes to Zayn."
A tear rolled down my cheek as I said under my breath and turned around, "Fine. Whatever. But I'd rather be with him than you." I ran up the stairs.
"Come back down here young lady!"
"No." I slammed my door.
Zayn was looking up at me with concern. He had been sitting at the edge of my bed doing something on his phone. I looked at him and tried to hold it back, but instead of covered my face and started to cry. Why do thy have to be so controlling. I can't take it. I heard Zayn shoot up from my bed and run over to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head at the top of my head, and rocked me back and forth.
"Shhh shhh." He whispered. Removing my hands from my waist, I wrapped them around his neck and buried my face into his chest. Only if he was here for me every single time something like this happened. He is so comforting. I started to calm down and slowly pulled myself away from him. His hands traced from my waist to my hands and locked with my hands. He looked at me waiting for me to explain. I looked at him and could feel the tears all over my face and how red my face was. Instead of waiting, he grabbed the bottom of his shirt and wiped my face off. It left a wet mascara stain.. We both laughed. He gave me another small reassuring hug. Then I pulled him to sit back down at the end of my bed.
"They won't let me go on tour with you." I said almost crying. But I held it back and sighed.
"... Why's that?"
"They said that I'm too young and since I live in their house, they go by my rules."
"Oh... That really.. Really sucks. I was looking forward to it, I really was." He said quietly and looked out my window.
"WAIT I HAVE AN IDEA!" I jumped up almost knocking a few bags off of my bed.
"What is it!?" He laughed and stood up.
"I'm going anyway." "You're going to pretend that you are leaving. But you're going to meet me over at Allies house at about 1 in the morning Friday night! But tomorrow I'm going to stay at Morgan's until then and just tell them that I moved in with her!" I said with a big grin.
"Haylee, I--"
"No! If we get caught. You had no idea I was going to go and you have no idea how I even did it. Okay?"
