7. What's wrong with him
We have just arrived back at the house. Zayn and Dean spent the whole journey glaring at each other. If I hadn't known any better I would have really thought Zayn was in love with me. The way his strong, tattooed arms were wrapped around me the whole journey. And the sneaky kisses. That boy is mad. Mind you he is doing a great job pissing off Dean and helping him get it into his think skull that we love each other.
But I think I will talk to him. I think he's taking it a little bit to far. I mean all I asked him to do was make Dean think we love each other. However now Dean is on the edge of smashing Zayn's face in. I know Zayn could do a lot more damage to Dean though.
We walked up to the front door. Dean and my Uncle carrying Deans bags. Zayn opened the door for me and I called out "Were back"
"And you we need to talk" I wispered sternly to Zayn.
"Ok come on" Zayn said taking my hand and pulling me up to my room.
"No wait I will show Dean where he's sleeping first. You go up and I will be up in a minute." I said.
"No. I don't trust him. I am not leaving you alone with him any of the time he is here" Zayn protested.
"This is exactly what I want to talk to u about. And fine come on and we will show him to his room" I said sighing,
"Dean come on well show you where everything is and where your room is" I said.
"Ok this is the living room. Along there is the kitchen/diner, there is the bathroom and the play room. Where Demi, Drake and I hang out with friends." I said. I then turned and walked up stairs.
"Ok so there is Victoria's Uncle and Aunts room. Next door is Demi's room. Across the hall is Drakes room which you will be sharing with him and next door to that is the bathroom and just along the hall there is mine and Vicki's room" Zayn continued for me. Dean frowning at the words "mine and Vicki's room"
"Ok so I will let you settle in" I said.
"Ok" he said. I nodded and ran after Zayn who was making his way down the hall. I reached him and jumped on his back.