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Rafaela's P.O.V.

I fell asleep, right after I washed the dishes last night.

Currently it was 7 am and I was standing in the kitchen, wondering what to make for breakfast.

While I was taking out the ingredients for pancakes, Zayn entered the room, wearing a pair of grey sweats and a white shirt. His hair was still a mess.

"Rafaela, why are you up so early?", he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I'm making breakfast.", I answered and started preparing the mix.

"Oh ok, I'll go to take a quick shower and I'll help you afterwards.", he said and went in the bathroom.


I put the ready pancakes in five plates and made some coffee for me and Zayn.

Just in time he came to the kitchen, now dressed in jeans and a grey sweater.

"Ok, what do I have to do?", he asked, rolling his sleeves up.

"Nothing, just sit and eat. I'll clean up here.", I said, washing my hands and drying them with a small towel.

"I'm not hungry yet, please let me help you.", he said, coming closer to me.

"Ok then.", I said and started telling him, what to do.


After we had cleaned up, we decided to wake up the boys. We were going in the town today. It was Sunday and in that town there was an outdoor market every Sunday.

It's very fun.
And besides I need to buy some things.

We woke up the boys and after they had breakfast, I started cleaning up after them. I noticed, there was an untouched plate.

"Who of you guys didn't have his breakfast today?", I asked and Liam shot a look towards Zayn.

"Mate, it's getting serious. You left your dinner untouched and now your breakfast.", Liam said to him quietly, but I still heard.

Since this morning I've been having doubts, that Zayn is with anorexia. I can recognise the symptoms, cause I've got it too.

I don't eat, I feel the need to work, put a lot and I always help people, even when they are being mean to me or if they just simply don't need help. I also clean all the time, even when it's not necessary.

I hope, I'm wrong and Zayn is ok.

"Can we go already?", Harry asked, trying to change the uncomfortable topic.

"Yeah, come on.", I said, exiting the house.

After the boys climbed in the car, I locked the front door before climbing into the driver seat.

I bought some flowers and other things for my mom's new apartment, I got for her.

I got her a palm tree. She has always wanted a palm tree, but in England it was impossible for them to grow. It was just as cold here as well, but it was somehow possible for a small palm tree to live in a house.

I found a delivery company to take the things to my mom's apartment.

The boys bought some things as well and after that we went back to the villa.

It was late afternoon and we decided to play games and watch the films, we had brought.


At around midnight all of the boys decided to go to sleep. I stayed in the living room to clean up the mess we made.

"Hey, Rafaela, I wanna ask you something important." Niall's voice sounded from behind me.

"I don't know, Niall. Every time I'm asked a question, it ends up with me fighting with the person.", I said, preparing the couch for Zayn to sleep.

"I just wanted to ask you about your blog. It's Sunday, you know." Oh, ok then.

"I gave the article to Shirleen. She'll post it today.", I explained, looking around the room to see, if there is something left to clean.

Everything is done.

"Oh well, I will make sure to read it as soon as I get wi-fi. I love your blog.", he said grinning.

"I'm glad you do. Look Ni, I am very tired. I have to go to sleep." He nodded and went into his room after we said goodnight.

Just before I exited the room, Zayn came in, wearing his usual clothes for sleep, which will say sweats and a shirt.

His hair was a bit wet from the shower.

"Hey Rafy, I see you made my bed, thank you.", he smiled, taking a seat on the couch.

"When will you guys learn, not to sleep with wet hair?", I said, dragging him to the bathroom and turning on the blow drier.

He looked confused at first, but then he just started laughing like mad.

"Rafy, you are acting like my mom, you know" he said between laughs.

"Yeah, but when you get sick, I won't be the one feeding you with homemade chicken soup.", I said, causing him to laugh again.

After I dried his hair, we exited the bathroom.

"I'm going to sleep now. I'll leave the door unlocked, so if you need something just come and get it.", I said.

"Ok, thank you, good night.", he said, running a hand through his now dry hair.

"Good night.", I said back and went to my room.

I stripped down to my underwear and lied down in my bed. My bra was annoying me, so I took it off, staying only in my panties.

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