"Oh my God!" You shriek, as your body collides with the slightly warmer water, as you dive straight into the pool, followed by Zayn and Waliyha falling out of the slide's mouth.
"Zayn?" You panic, emerging up and wiping your eyes to adjust your vision.
"H-Here," You hear him sputter and you find him emerging from the surface, as he started paddling his hands furiously.
"Zayn, zayn, Z, look at me," You call him repeatedly, before he finally stops and looks at you, with fear etched on his face.
"You're fine," You coo, as your hands find their way to his, intertwining them, making his face instantly break into a little smile.
"PDA, PDA!" You head Louis yell, making the rest of the lads whistle and holler at you.
"What does PDA mean, Hazz?" Safaa asked, as she looked down at Harry. Her small thighs were on his shoulders, so her head was high up.
"Don't you dare, Styles," Zayn warned him, flipping into protective-brother mode.
"It means...personal digital assistant..?" Harry quickly said, making us siftle our laughs.
"Alright, I want to get down now," She said, her interest in the topic gone.
"Alright, careful kitten," Harry spoke, as the child slid off him and landed safely into the water, splashing playfully.
You smiled at the lads' affection to Zayn's sisters, as they all started racing around the pool, leaving you and Zayn laughing at every time one of them swallowed some water.
"Hey, you're going to learn how to swim, alright?" You returned my gaze to Zayn, whose gaze was already on you.
"So, let's teach you how to float," You say and instructed Zayn on what to do.
"(Y/N)? Can I, um, hold your hand?" Zayn asked, sounding so innocent.
"Sure," You nodded, as he automatically intertwined your hands together, leaving the other one loose.
"(Y/N), I-I think I'm floating," He whispers to you, catching your attention.
"Hey, Zaynie's floating!" You hear Safaa shriek, and everyone starts swimming torwards you and Zayn, making him loose concentration and sink.
"Shit," You heard him curse, as your arms find his and you hoist him up, his quiff gone and his hair was matted down on his face, causing you all to laugh.
"I'm going to head out now," Waliyha said, before she flashed you all a fake smile and started to swim back to the pool's stairs.
"I think I'll head out too," Zayn gave you a troubled look, before he 'swam' after his sister.
"Something's not right," You heard Doniya mumble, her speech drowned by Safaa's giggles and Louis' squeals.
"(Y/N)? What's wrong? She's been acting off ever since Zayn arrived," She turned to you, a worried look on her face.
"She's going through a tough time, being his sister and all," You explained grimly, making her gasp in shock.
"How could I be so blind?" She whispered, as you all started heading out of the pool, you rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.
"I never thought for a second that they'd get the hate, I- I let Zayn down," She sniffed, as you both walk to Mrs. Malik.
"What? What hate?" Mrs.Malik hears you, eyeing you both, making you gulp in fear.
"Mrs. Malik,erm, Waliyha feels-" You didn't know how to start, but Patricia burst out crying, alarming you and Doniya.
"My poor baby feels bad about herself, doesn't she?" She sniffed, making you and Doniya nod grimly.
