Snow is Zayn Malik's forgotten older sister. She ran away when she was five, and keeps watching her brother, and protecting him like she promised, many years ago. Will her remember her or will he have forgotten? What happens when a certain someone in the band falls for Snow? A certain boy who just happens to be pigeon obsessed and loves carrots.


16. Good Nights

Snow's POV

I asked Louis for his phone, since I didn't have one, and dialed in Perrie's number from what she had written on my hand.

Me: hey perrie! snow here, i was wondering when you wanted to meet up tomorrow. i have an idea for zayn to forgive you.

Perrie: i'll pick you up around one c: can't wait!

I didn't text back after that and gave Louis his phone back quickly before rushing to the bathroom to take a shower. The water was slightly hot, but just to the right temperature so that my skin wouldn't match the color of my eyes.

The rushing water dribbled down my hair and traced over my scar, making me wince but only for a short second. I turned the water off once I was completely clean, not a spot on my pale skin, and dried off.

I wrapped the thin towel around my waist before heading out of the bathroom and to Louis room to get dressed for bed time. I put on my undergarments and took a black "the Killers" shirt from his closet and slipped it over my head. The shirt was long enough to reach my knees, so I didn't have to wear pants underneath.

I sat down on the floor of Louis room, getting ready to sleep, before his arms lifted me from my position and lifted me onto the bed. I forgot how nice and soft a mattress could be, and I loved the feel of it underneath my body.

"If you're going to sleep, sleep like the princess you are." Louis told me.

I shook my head, giggling, "I really don't mind sleeping on the floor after so many years, I told you this."

"That was before you knew how much I cared." He smiled, making my body feel warm inside.

"You know, when we first met, I thought you were a creeper because you watched me while I was naked and you were behind a bush." I shuddered at the memory of when we met, because it really had scared me.

He chuckled, "Oh, that? I thought your voice was beautiful, and when I saw your face, I should've known a voice that nice belonged to someone like you."

"Like I said, creepy." We laughed together before he snuggled up next to me, half scaring me because I'd never shared a bed with someone before. The feeling was something for me to get used to, I guess. And that was the beginning of the first good night of my entire life.

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