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The Boy Down the Street

Chapter Nine~This will be interesting.

ZAYN'S POV "Sure! What happened!" I asked, stepping aside to let her in. "I-uh" she stampered, then burst into tears. I pulled her in for a hug. She rested her head on my chest. "Come on in." I said kindly. She didnt budge. Instead, she held her arms up to me like a small child. I smiled and picked up her duffel bag, then I carried her inside bridal style. She looked up to me with big teary eyes. "My mom kicked me out cause she saw my hickey. She told me to leave and she ashames to be my mom. She called me a-" she didnt finish. Instead she burst in to tears again. "What did she call you? You don't have to be embarresed." I said stroking her soft blond hair."She called me a whore." Kylie said, barely audible. I gasped. "No, your are NOT a whore." I said rocking her back and forth like a baby. "Can I take a shower?" She asked politely. I nodded and smiled. She got up and grabbed her duffel bag. "Uh, where is it?" She asked. "Down the hall to your left." I replied. She walked down the hall and dissapered into the bathroom. KYLIE'S POV. I stepped into the shower when the water was warm. I rinsed off all my runny make-up and washed my hair. After shaving my legs, I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I got dressed into skinny jeans, a light blue skin tight short sleeve, and knee high lace-up boots. After that I blow dried my hair and curled it. Then I put on some make up. I sigged and walked out. "Well you look ADORABLE!" Zayn said as I walked into the living room, duffel bag in hand. "Thanks. Where can I put my bag?" I asked shyly. "Oh. Follow me." Zayn said happily. He led me into a grey room with a queen sized bed, with a book shelf full of books. The walls were covered with posters of bands. There was a T.V. mounted to the wall. It must be Zayn's room. "You can set it on the bed." Zayn said coolly. I walked over to the bed and set my bag down on it. Then I sat down on it. Zayn just watched me,then before I could object, he had me by the waist and was on top of me on the bed. Well . . . This could get interesting.