
Down That Road
Chapter Fifteen
Even though I didn't believe him, I still went with Zayn. I felt safe with him around for some reason. I knew he'd protect me from everything.
"Are you even listening?" Zayn's voice snapped me out of my entranced state. I jerked my head to face him. I had been so into my thoughts, I didn't realize he was talking to me.
"What?"
Zayn laughed. His eyes crinkled up causing my heart to melt with joy. "I said I'm taking you to my house. You're gonna meet my family... And possibly the boys' families too," he told me.
"Zayn! What the hell? No I'm not meeting you're family. Look at me! I'm in no state to do that!" I cried. I looked like I had rolled out of bed and gone to school. Yeah, I would love to meet his family, but on a different occasion. A more formal occasion.
"Don't worry, babe," Zayn reached over and took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "They'll love you. My moms been nagging me for weeks to meet you."
Butterflies invaded my stomach when he called me 'babe'. Wait- his mother knew about me?
"What have you told your mom? About me, I mean," I frowned as he laughed.
"Many, many things. Mostly about your eyes. How beautiful they are and how I could stare into forever, if I could," and my heart almost burst. How can he do this to me? How does he have this affect on my without even trying?
I couldn't stop the blush from spreading on my cheeks as I looked away.
After a few silent minutes he said, "We're here."
He parked in front of a big house- no scratch that, it was a freaking masion, got out and walked over to my side to open the door. He smirked when he saw my face. I knew that my mouth was probably hanging open, very unattractively, but I didn't care.
"Let's go," he said softly.
"Uh huh," I said and crossed my arms tightly in front of me.
I heard Zayn's frustrated sigh.
"Rylee, don't be difficult. Get out of the car," he said, his voice slightly more authoritative.
"I'm not going," I said. I could be very stubborn when I wanted. "Yes. Yes, you are," he reached across to unbuckle the seatbelt.
"No."
"You're coming inside."
"No. I'm not leaving this car."
"Rylee, get out," he growled.
"Make me," I snapped and insantly regretting it as I saw the mischievous smile on his face. He leaned in and grabbed me and pulled me out and over his shoulder. I let out a sharp squeal.
"Put me down!" I hissed. Zayn closed the car door, paying no heed to my protests.
"Zayn Malik. You put me down or else..." I threatened.
"Or else what?" I could sense his infamous smirk in his face.
I pinched in between his shoulder blades with as much force as I could put in.
"Aah! Fuck!" He swore and almost dropped me headfirst on the ground but coughs me just in time.
"I told you so," I said softly as he rubbed his back.
"Zayn!" A voice cried out. I turned around and saw a young girl running towards us. Behind her, a woman stepped out and smiled warmly at us.
"Safaa! Mum," Zayn's smile was huge. I gulped.
I was so not ready to do this.
"Are you even listening?" Zayn's voice snapped me out of my entranced state. I jerked my head to face him. I had been so into my thoughts, I didn't realize he was talking to me.
"What?"
Zayn laughed. His eyes crinkled up causing my heart to melt with joy. "I said I'm taking you to my house. You're gonna meet my family... And possibly the boys' families too," he told me.
"Zayn! What the hell? No I'm not meeting you're family. Look at me! I'm in no state to do that!" I cried. I looked like I had rolled out of bed and gone to school. Yeah, I would love to meet his family, but on a different occasion. A more formal occasion.
"Don't worry, babe," Zayn reached over and took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "They'll love you. My moms been nagging me for weeks to meet you."
Butterflies invaded my stomach when he called me 'babe'. Wait- his mother knew about me?
"What have you told your mom? About me, I mean," I frowned as he laughed.
"Many, many things. Mostly about your eyes. How beautiful they are and how I could stare into forever, if I could," and my heart almost burst. How can he do this to me? How does he have this affect on my without even trying?
I couldn't stop the blush from spreading on my cheeks as I looked away.
After a few silent minutes he said, "We're here."
He parked in front of a big house- no scratch that, it was a freaking masion, got out and walked over to my side to open the door. He smirked when he saw my face. I knew that my mouth was probably hanging open, very unattractively, but I didn't care.
"Let's go," he said softly.
"Uh huh," I said and crossed my arms tightly in front of me.
I heard Zayn's frustrated sigh.
"Rylee, don't be difficult. Get out of the car," he said, his voice slightly more authoritative.
"I'm not going," I said. I could be very stubborn when I wanted. "Yes. Yes, you are," he reached across to unbuckle the seatbelt.
"No."
"You're coming inside."
"No. I'm not leaving this car."
"Rylee, get out," he growled.
"Make me," I snapped and insantly regretting it as I saw the mischievous smile on his face. He leaned in and grabbed me and pulled me out and over his shoulder. I let out a sharp squeal.
"Put me down!" I hissed. Zayn closed the car door, paying no heed to my protests.
"Zayn Malik. You put me down or else..." I threatened.
"Or else what?" I could sense his infamous smirk in his face.
I pinched in between his shoulder blades with as much force as I could put in.
"Aah! Fuck!" He swore and almost dropped me headfirst on the ground but coughs me just in time.
"I told you so," I said softly as he rubbed his back.
"Zayn!" A voice cried out. I turned around and saw a young girl running towards us. Behind her, a woman stepped out and smiled warmly at us.
"Safaa! Mum," Zayn's smile was huge. I gulped.
I was so not ready to do this.
Notes
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8/20/14