everything will be alright! ~Zayn~

Heather is a girl who has been forced to moved to England by her parents, yet she hasn't seen them sense she was a toddler, Kyle her brother, and her do not get along well, Kyle is over protective, and well yells a lot, Kyle brought new friends over that didn't seem to be like his Type of personality, Heather starts to fall for the Dark haired guy, then Tragedy strikes, and Heather is forced to move on, and she now Knows Love will be there for her in the end.


17. #17

*Heather's P.O.V*  i woke up to be snuggled right up against Zayn, he was still sound asleep, but yet he had a smile, he must be dreaming about something, i got out of his grip and wento my closet i closed the door and got an outfit to put on   http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56847466 , i come back out to see Zayn was gone, Oh well. i made my way out of my room and down the hall to see no one, yet i could hear some of the guys down stairs, i now made my way down stairs and Niall, Harry, and Louis looked at me with a strange look, yet Liam and a girl that he had his arm around, looked at me like nothing was the matter, why were the other guys looking at me all weirdly? i walked past the living room to the Kitchen and found some cereal . i walked back to the Living room, still getting those strange looks. "why are you looking at me like that?" i asked yet more smirked. "oh nothing" Louis Says, and Harry and Niall laughed and Liam and the girl just chuckled. "what?" i asked giggling. "Niall you say it" Harry says. laughing. "no you tell her" Niall was laughing too. "guys really, its not like you haven't, Heather Harry and Louis, after Louis got home went on a search for you and Zayn and found you Spooning in your bed.. there guys its out there" Liam said like they were idiots. "oh okay." i said and slightly blushed. i finished my cereal and washed my bowl and put it away, i then just went upstairs, but when i got to my door there was a note on my door that read "meet me in my art room ~Zayn x" i decided to go through the door in my room, once i got up there and i opened the door, he turned around smiled, then grabbed my hand and pulled me too a drawing. it was me, and Him. "whoa, that is amazing Zayn, " i was gobsmacked. it was perfect, so great, bright colors, and yet dark. "thanks love, i drew this so you could put it in your room. after you paint it if you wanted too" he smiled. and then admired his painting again. "yes of course. could we paint today?" i asked smiling, "of course, we can go get paint now" he was still smiling, i leaned into him until out lips met, i was only going to give him a peck, but when i pulled away, he kept my there, i didn't fight against him. our lips were in sync, and as one, so prefect for each other. we pulled away. and he grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs back to my room. "ready to go get paint?" he asked. "yes i am" i cheesed back. he chuckled at me. then leaned in for a peck. then we left my room and went down stairs to tell the others we were going to get paint for my room. then we left. when we arrived at the store, Zayn put on a hoodie and sunglasses. "babe, why do you put all that on?" i asked chuckling. "i will tell you when we get home"he said grabbing my hand. we got into the paint department, "what color were you thinking about?" Zayn asked me. "umm i am not quite sure, you know my fave. color is blue, so maybe a shade of blue.. like my old room, but i don't know  i want to look at the samples."he and looked at the wall of samples but a few kept drawing my attention back to them..A Hot Pink, Electric Blue, and a Bright Orange ... okay well maybe i could do my room Blue and my Bathroom Orange and my Closet pink? "hey babe what do you think of these" i showed him the colors then he looked at my like 'really' so quickly explained my thoughts. "my room blue the closet pink and my bathroom Orange.." he smiled and said"sounds good to me, oh and lets go shopping for other Bedroom items" " like what , i have what i need" i  must have looked confused or something because he says "like you know mats , pictures, curtains, bedding, pillows etc. " he chuckled.. "oh i get it.. no Zayn i couldn't allow you too" i tired to looking into his eyes but they were covered by those dark sunglasses.. but right after i said Zayn, there were a few , well lets say about 10 girls now on this aisle. "come on lets go get the room items and head home" he grabs the paint and my hand and we walked over to the room department and picked out a new bed spread  and then got a few pictures .. of course elephants because well they are my favorite animal and i had gotten other pictures with sayings on them .. we now left and went home, but in the car ride there was different than normal, people well Girls i should say were right up against Zayn's car looking in , lights were flashing , why are they doing this.. before i could say , or ask Zayn anything , my phone was ringing " A doll house is all you that you could see, but its far from my reality, i got problems.. " i answered the  phone after a couple rings because i wanted to hear the song.. which it is my Favorite song by Cher Lloyd. 

*phone Conversation*  "hello" "where are you" "with my boyfriend" "who is that"  "no one that you should know.."  "come home. we need to talk" "well i don't want to" "where are you staying"  "with friends" "no i demand you to come home now." "that house is no longer my home" "yes it is"  "i am not going to sit here and fight with you, you are acting like you are 12 .. " "come home and we will talk about it."  "maybe..  i don't know.. " "i will be waiting.. "  *End of phone conversation* i hung up the phone with tears rolling down my eyes, and there are still people around the car, "who was that" Zayn asked grabbing my hand. " my father.. they want me to go over there flat, so we can talk.. "  another tear fell down my face.. "are you wanting too" he asked, not looking at me, yet trying to get the people to move.. he honked a few times... then people started to move. "i don't know.. lets just go home for now" i said not looking up .. but looking down at my shoes.. 

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