Forced to love... A Zayn Malik fanfiction

Sometimes you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time.


11. chapter 11

Maddie's p.o.v

I entered the house slamming the door behind me. "Maddie Hussain where on earth have you been?" My mum yelled at me. "At Maheen's" I replied not really interested in what she has to say. "Oh okay then, well go and get ready" my mum said "why?" I asked confused as to why I have to get ready. "Me and you are having dinner with Zayn and his mum" she stated simply. "Haha you must be joking right, dinner with Zayn? No way am I going have fun on your own" I said, she's funny If she thinks I'm going. "If you don't go then you know what? Your dad was saying if you don't want to get married to Zayn then he'll take you to Pakistan and get you married there" I immediately looked at her my mouth dropped to the floor. "What no way dad would do that, I don't wanna get married to anyone from back home!" The thought of it just made me cringe ew! "Well then you either join me in the dinner or your on the next plane home to Pakistan. Grrrr curse my mum and her ways of blackmailing me! "Fine I'll go get ready!" My mum smiled at herself pleased with her skills. I dragged my self upstairs to get ready. Dinners going to be eventful!

I hopped out of the shower and made my way into my closet. Hmmm what to were this time I spotted a purple dress in the back of all my dresses. Yes it was prefect it had a black bow in the middle to the side and ended just above my knees. I scanned my eyes through my heels and they landed on the perfect black pumps I had,yup definitely wearing those. I made my way over to my dresser and decided to loosely curl my hair. Once done i grabbed the foundation and applied some and them my mascara and finally my red lipstick can't leave the house with out this! Once pleased with my makeup I carefully placed the dress over my head and slipped on my black pumps. I looked at my self in the mirror satisfied with myself I looked great I have to say so myself. The light make up made it look like I didn't really care but the dress made it seem like I tried to make an effort.

Zayn's p.o.v

I made my way home, the guys were dropping Maheen off home then coming back. I entered the house and heard my mum call me "Zayn is that you?". "Yh it is" I shouted back loud enough for her to hear me. "Come to the door a minute" I walked over to the kitchen door "what's up mum?" I asked her. "You need to go get ready" she said "why?" I asked her because If were going over to the Hussain's house I am not going! "Me and you are going to have dinner with Maddie and her mum" I looked at her and laughed "have fun on your own mum". "I knew you would say something like that so if you don't agree to get married to Maddie or step back from doing anything with her you'll have to leave the band". I looked at her shocked with what she just said "you wouldn't mum" I asked thinking maybe she's just joking. "Oh try me son" I looked at her and groaned "fine I'll go get ready!"

I took a long shower just to annoy my mum and take longer. I wrapped a towel around my waist and made my way over to my closet. I picked up a pair of black jeans and a white top. Hmm what could I wear on top of the white top. I grabbed a red checkered shirt because I've been told that I look good in red. Not that I wanted to make an effort or anything. I looked into the mirror and did my hair because that's the only thing I have to do when I get ready. Once satisfied with my quiff I grabbed my jeans and pulled them up. I pulled the white top over my head and then put on the checkered shirt but only doing the top button up instead of the whole shirt. I sprayed on some deodorant and grabbed my white supras. I must admit I look good not that I've never been told that before, the fans always tell me I'm beautiful! I heard my mum called my name so I grabbed my phone and keys and ran the stairs. Mum stood there dressed in a red dress I compliment and she compliments me too, we both then left the house and drove off too the restaurant.

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