There's No Such Thing As Too Young

*Zayn's POV*

I bit my lip as I watched Drella lay under the covers of her bed, her back facing me.

I'd been trying to get her out of bed all day, but she just wasn't having it.

She wasn't talking to me and she refused to even look at me.

I couldn't understand what was wrong with her.

She was fine last night, when I picked her up from work.

I knew she wasn't mad at me.

But, I was determined to cheer my lady up.

I kneeled on the bed next to her, bending down to speak to her.

Her eyes were open but they seemed empty.

"I'm popping out for an hour or so, I have some errands to run." I whispered, brushing my fingers over her cheekbone.

She didn't respond, only blinked.

"Get some sleep, I'll be back soon." I pressed my lips to her forehead, grabbing the throw from the end of the bed and tucking it under her chin, just to keep her extra warm.

Dimi was curled up next to her, keeping her company.

She knew something was up with Drella.

I made my way downstairs, slipping on my shoes and grabbing my car keys.

I took one last look up the stairs and proceeded to make my way out of the door and into my car.

My fingers drummed against the steering wheel as I made my way to the mall.

My mind was preoccupied with Drella.

I'd hidden away anything sharp, or anything she could harm herself with.

I was taking precautions.

I struggled to find a parking space at the mall, it was absolutely heaving!

I guess I should have expected that.

As I walked through the revolving door, Drella sprang to mind again.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing Niall.

He answered on the Fourth ring.

"Hello?" He chimed.

"Niall, I need a favor." I stated, weaving in and out of the large crowds that were gathering up their last bits of shopping.

"Uh, okay?"

"I need you to go over to Drella's, she hasn't left bed all day and she's not talking to me. I'm worried that she'll try and do something, even though I've already taken precautions." I informed him, my eyes roaming over the signs of the shops.

"Erm, alright." He replied, slightly confused.

"The door is unlocked, just let yourself in." I told him.

"Alright, bro."

"Bye." I spoke, hanging up.

I spotted Sephora, and made my way into the large beauty store.

I'd taken the time to educate myself with make-up, going through Drella's large collection.

I had no idea you could curl your eyelashes.

Did it not hurt?

Anyway, after spending half an hour in Sephora, I finally found what I was looking for.

I collected some other bits, as presents for the women I needed to.

Like, my mom and Emily for example.

I then moved onto another store, grabbing some more masculine gifts for my Dad, Liam, Louis, Niall and Harry.

I'd finally managed to pick a few things up that I knew would cheer Drella up and my shopping.

Before I made my way home, I stopped off at a flower shop and got McDonald’s for dinner.

I was anxious as I made my way home, wondering how Drella and Niall were.

It was just starting to get dark when I pulled into Drella's driveway, next to Niall's Toyota.

I grabbed the flowers, food and a bag of things for Drella.

I bounded up to the door, pushing it open.

I was met with the sound of giggling coming from the living room and I wondered what was happening.

"I'm home, Babes!" I called out, kicking off my shoes, and placing the bags on the kitchen counter.

I made my way into the living room, where I was met with the sight of Drella and Niall under a blanket on the sofa, giggling away at something on his phone.

I grinned seeing that she'd gotten out of bed and was happily laughing with my best friend.

They immediately stopped laughing when I pranced into the room and hastily hid the phone under the blanket.

I narrowed my eyes, standing behind the sofa, on Drella's side.

I leaned down to kiss her forehead and tug at the bandana she had in her hair, noticing it was mine.

Niall looked at me innocently.

"What were you both doing?" I asked, sitting on the arm of the couch.

"Nothing." They both answered simultaneously.

"You were both laughing until I walked in, what were you looking at?"

"Nothing."

"Give me your phone." I ordered, holding my hand out.

Niall shook his head vigorously.

"Phone." I spoke firmly, and he groaned as he placed it in my open palm.

I unlocked it and looked at what was on the screen.

Drella immediately burst out laughing again, leaning into Niall who was now laughing too.

"You showed her my baby pictures?!" I yelled, looking down the picture of me on Tumblr.

The image of me smiling widely with my dog and my little weird foot wiggling about was staring back at me.

"They were on Tumblr! They were there for people to see!" He defended.

"So?! I was trying to keep them hidden! How the hell do people find these things?" I groaned, locking the device and throwing it at Niall.

Drella was still giggling and had hidden her face in my thighs.

I tugged on the loose hair at the back of her neck.

"Hello, you. There's food in the kitchen, go and eat. There's also a little something special for you." I told her, she bit back her smile as she got up from the couch, picking up Dimi and exiting the room.

I immediately punched Niall in the side of his arm.

"Ow!" He exclaimed, his mouth open and his hand clutching his arm.

We both bickered all the time, we were like brothers, we were allowed to.

"How did you get her out of bed?" I wondered, wanting to know in case it happened again.

"Secret." Niall spoke, tapping his nose.

I rolled my eyes.

"Dinner's in the kitchen, I'm a nice best friend so I got you McDonalds." I told him, and he scoffed playfully.

We both got up, also padding into the kitchen.

Niall paused just before we got there.

"She's very domesticated." Niall said quietly, pointing to Drella.

I grinned and nodded.

She was smiling softly as she cut the bottoms off the flowers I got her, arranging them in the vase in front of her.

"Do you like them?" I asked Drella, entering the kitchen fully.

She smiled and nodded.

"Your food is on plates over there." She told us, pointing to the side where burgers and fries were arranged on plates.

"Where's yours?" I asked, knowing that there was no way she had eaten already.

"In the microwave." She said quietly, avoiding my gaze.

I sighed, everything was making sense now.

She was worrying over her weight again.

I'd definitely have to talk to her about it later.

"Okay, baby. I love you so much." I murmured into her hair, wrapping my arm around her chest from behind.

"I love you too." She whispered back, touching my hand.

"Ew." Niall gagged, causing me to glare at him.

Best friends suck at times.

What you gonna do with them?

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