Chapter 2- He's My What?!

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"Hey mom." I said.

"Hey, baby. How was your shift?" She asked, hugging me.

"Good, I arrested the son of some people dad knows." I said as she kissed my forehead.

"What is she talking about?" My mom asked my dad.

"Um, she arrested the son of Yaser and Patricia Malik....." My dad hesitated.

"For driving while intoxicated and speeding!" I said excitedly.

"That's great!" My mom said getting teary eyed.

"Why are you crying? Aren't you proud of me? I'm a police officer, I'm sorry I couldn't follow you to be a lawyer." I said weirdly.

"I'm very proud of you, but..." I said as my mom started crying.

"We have some news for you." My dad said, comforting my mom.

"The boy you arrested is your fiancé." He said.

"Wait, what? I'm not marrying some drunkie!" I yelled.

"We made a deal with them when you were 5." My mom said.

"So that's why that lady was saying that the last she saw me, I was in diapers...." I said.

"I can't believe you made me an arranged marriage! Now I will have to quit my job!" I screamed.

"You won't have to quit your job, they live here in London." My dad said

"Ugghhh! Why me?" I groaned.

"We are having dinner with them tonight at 6, wear something really nice!" My mom called as I ran up the stairs and started packing.

Hours later, I was finished packing.

I had all of my police stuff in a special duffel bag. I called all of my friends and told them about my situation.

I glanced at my iPhone 5 and it read '5:03'. I started to get ready for dinner.

I jumped into the shower and started blaring the Ellie Goulding station on Pandora.

I took a 20 minute shower and wrapped myself in a towel as sang to Ellie Goulding's "Anything Could Happen".

I started with blow drying my hair, then I straightened it. I applied some gold smokey eyeshadow, mascara, and black eyeliner. I also put on some concealer, foundation, and powder.

I did some finishing touches, and slipped on my strapless gold glittery dress that stopped above my knees. I put on my matching pumps with a golden clutch and a single-diamond necklace.

I put on some deodorant and Justin Bieber perfume and I was ready to go.

"Ok, I'm ready." I said walking down the stairs and meeting my parents.

"You look gorgeous, darling." My mother said.

"You look good too mom." I said with a smile.

"You look very nice sweetie, and we are sorry." My dad said.

"It's fine, I promise. You did what you had to do." I said.

"Are we taking the limo?" I asked.

"No. They aren't taking theirs, so neither will we." My mom replied.

"Ok, lets get going." I said smiling.


We entered the fancy restaurant and met the other family.

"Brylin, this is Zayn. Zayn this is Brylin." My mom said as Zayn kissed my hand and I blushed just the teensiest bit.

"Nice to meet you again." I said.

"Nice to meet you again too." He replied as I bit my lip a little. Man, he was cute. I didn't really pay any attention when I arrested him.

*Zayn's POV*

'Damn, she cleans up good!' I thought to myself.

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself." Brylin said.

"Oh, sorry, you weren't supposed to hear that. I was just thinking it. I just thought that since you were a Police Officer, that you would be sorta kinda like a tomboy." I said.

'Oh my god! What is wrong with me? I can't believe I said that out loud. Then, I had the stupidest comeback! Just be yourself.' I thought to myself.

"Nope." She said. I pulled out her chair for her as she sat down beside me.

Luckily, we got through dinner just fine. She was amazing, and beautiful.

We finished dinner, and then we followed Brylin and her parents home so we could get her things.

*Brylin's POV*

I put all of my stuff except my duffle bag into my personal car.

"Okay, you can drive my car." I said tossing Zayn my keys.

"Ok." He replied.

"Don't crash it." I said smirking at him.

I placed my police bag into my police car and started it up.

"Bye mom." I said, turning around to hug my mom. She kissed me on the cheek and held me tighter.

"Bye daddy." I said hugging him as tight as I did my mother.

"See you on Monday, sport." He said kissing my cheek.

"K, bye! I love you guys." I said climbing into my cop car following Zayn in my car, who was following his parents in their car.

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