The waitress set down our food when I get a call from my mom. "will you excuse me." I said, Zayn nodded and went back to eating. I ran outside and quickly answered my phone. "hello?" I said nervously. "Morgan where are you?!" my mother yelled through the phone I pulled it away from my ear because my mom can yell pretty loud. "I'm grabbing breakfast with a friend." I answered. "well you need to get home, NOW!" my mom hung up. Well this is going to be fun. I walked back into the restaurant with my  head down. I sat back down at the table and just stared at my food, I wasn't as hungry anymore. "what's wrong Morg?" Zayn said grabbing my hand. I let out a sigh and squeezed his hand and answered, "my mom wants me home, she's pretty mad I should really go." "oh I understand." he said giving me a smile "waitress, check please." he called out, minutes later the girl came back with the check and Zayn handed her money and got up. He came to my side and held his hand out. I took it and stood up, we walked out of the restaurant without paparazzi ambushing us. We got into the car and I told Zayn where I lived. When we pulled up to my house I kissed Zayn on the cheek. As I was about to get out of the car Zayn grabbed my arm.  "let me see your phone love." he said holding out his hand. I put my phone in his hand, he was doing something then he gave it back to me. "now you have my number, text me later!" he said as I closed the car door. I walked up to the front door, I took a deep breathe and opened the door. My mom was already there waiting for me, "who were you with young lady and don't bother to lie to me." she said sternly. "I was with Zayn." I mumbled. "who?!" my mom yelled. "ZAYN!" I screamed. "Zayn as Zayn Malik?" she said with anger in her voice. "yes mom Zayn Malik." I answered. "me and your father has told you that you can't hang out with that boy! You are never allowed to see him again!" she yelled gripping my wrist. I pulled my arm away, "mom I love him!" I yelled running upstairs to my room, I slammed my door shut and locked it. I was mad, I didn't know what to do should I just stay up here for the night or run away? I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, Zoey was calling me, "yes, mah darling." I answered "where are you?!" she shouted, "home my mom is mad, well she is actually passed mad, I was dumb enough and told her I hung out with Zayn. She flipped, then I told her I loved him." I answered. Zoey didn't say anything. "she told me I couldn't see him again." I said choking a bit. "pack a backpack full of clothes and other things you need." she said in a serious tone. "what?" I said confused by her command. "I'm not letting your parents keep you away from Zayn, I know the pain you went through leaving him in Bradford, you just got him back and your not going to let go of him that easily." she replied. She hung up on me, I smiled at my phone. My best friend is the as good as they come, I grabbed the biggest backpack I had and started packing the things I needed. It's official I'm going to run away.

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