Changing For Her {Zayn Malik}

Katie's POV
The ringing of my alarm clock woke me up. Groaning I made my way to the kitchen where my dad was preparing breakfast. I haven't spoken to my dad in so long, back in Chesire we would talk everyday.
"Good morning," I greeted him
"Good morning sweetie," he replied "do you want omelette or waffles?" he asked
"Anything is fine with me," I said smiling, everything my dad made tasted incredible, sometimes I wondered why he didn't become a chef, speaking of jobs, "Dad how is work?" I asked.
"It's going great and I've also met someone, her name is Laura and she has 2 kids, a girl and a boy," he said
I could tell he liked her a lot by the way his eyes lit up when he talked about her, the only person who had that effect on him was my mom and that didn't end well seeing as she cheated on him with her boss. I just pray that this Laura woman would not hurt him like she did and if he's happy then I'm happy. You see, I'm not one of those kids that don't accept a stepmother or stepfather or blames the parent for the other one leaving. If their happy, I'm happy. "Dad I'm going to on a friend's brother funeral to offer support," I told my dad.
"Is this friend a girl or boy," my dad asked, "its a boy dad," uh oh I know what's coming next
"Do you like this boy?" He smirked
"No," I lied through my teeth "he's just a friend," Who am I kidding, I didn't just like Zayn, I loved him, he was perfect yet he didn't know. I didn't quite understand why everyone feared Zayn, probably because of the tattoos he have, or maybe because he wears black everyday and is so mysterious.
"Ok, whatever you say," dad said while he exited the room while laughing at me, Ugh why do dads have to be so annoying but neither the less we loved them, well most of us.
I went to my room and got dressed. Just as I was about to pick up my phone and tell Zayn I was ready, the doorbell rang. When I got downstairs, I saw a nervous looking Zayn talking to my father. "Zayn it was nice meeting you son, you should come over for dinner sometime,"
"Sure, I'd like to, tell me the time and place and I'll be there," Zayn answered back to my father's offer. I hugged my dad and he whispered "you sure you still see him just as friend," making my cheeks to redden.

When we got outside, Zayn turned to me and complimented me,"You look beautiful," causing my cheeks to redden even more. Thank God for the person who created blush, or I would have looked like a Christmas tree in front of Zayn and that would be embarrassing.
"So do you" I replied. "What? " he asked, shoot I just called him beautiful "I mean you look handsome not beautiful obviously because you're not a girl so you can't be be--," he cut me off from rambling by placing his soft lips on mine. At first I was too shocked to respond but I eventually snaked my arms around his neck and ran my hand through his hair. Pulling away, my cheeks flustered and I averted my gaze elsewhere. Zayn and I have kissed many times but this was different. We both got into the car not speaking at all.
Zayn's POV
We arrived at the church where the service was being held. The funeral was small since it was only going to be Katie, the boys, some of Zack ' s high school friends and I. Katie and I haven't spoken since that kiss and we drove in awkward silence to the church. We both went into the church and took a seat.
"We are gathered her to celebrate the life of f Zack Jerard Malik," the priest said.
Halfway through the ceremony and it was my turn to speak. Katie gave my hand a light squeeze and stood up with me and made our way to the podium.
"Hi everyone, thank you for coming. I'm Zayn, Zack's brother, Zack was playful and cheery while growing up and was always the jealous type. There was one time when we were 10 and he liked this girl named Alyssa and a little boy named Tommy gave her a flower and she smiled at him. Zack went up to Tommy and scared him off so he could have Alyssa to himself.
I didn't know Zack felt like he was not loved, I loved him and still do after all the things he has put me and my family through. When we hit teenage years that when it all started,he came home late every night while our parents were worried sick about him. It probably appeared to him that our parents were proud of me more than him because I always did the right thing while he didn't. Anyways I wished he would have choosen the right way and things would have worked out differently.
Finally I want to say you were my brother and I loved you then, now and as long as I'm breathing. Zack, may you find peace," By now my vision was blurry from all the tears that were threatening to fall. "You did great Zayn, I knew you could do it," Katie whispered next to me as she led me out the church and to the burial sight.
After the burial Katie decided she wanted to stay with me for the rest of the day to make sure I was fine but I tried to convince her to go home but she insisted on staying so I gave in.
"What do you want to do for the rest of the evening?" Katie asked as she entered my room.
"I don't know, watch a movie?" I suggested
"Ok, I'll get something for us to eat, be right back," she said as she left my room and went to the kitchen.
After 5 hours of watching TV, Katie had fallen asleep on my chest on the floor. I picked her up in my arms and carried her to my bedroom and layed her on my bed and got in next to her wrapping my arms around her waist. I kissed her forehead and whispered goondnight before dozing off to sleep.

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