Chapter Three: Mom and 'His' mom

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*******Ashton's POV******

Oh. My. God.

Why, why him.

Like I said, this is gonna be hell. Yup, a whole lot of hell.

"Umm, hi Mrs.Malik, come in, how are you ?" I say as I step aside to let her in.

"I'm good, how are you sweetie ?" She asks as she walks in along with her "Son".

Assehole.

"Never better." I say my anger obviously clear to Zayn but not his mother.

"This, is my son Za-"

"Mum, we know each other" Zayn says cutting his mother off.

"Oh ?"

" Yeah, we know each,very well." Zayn says wiggling his eyebrows me just to irritate me.

"Yes, we know each other." I say trying to hide my anger from her.

"Wonderful, umm sweetie where's your mother ?"

"In the kitchen, I'm sure she's waiting on you."

"Guess I better get going then, I'll let you two talk or do whatever it is you kids do nowadays ."

"Yes, ma'am." I say politely.

I watch her as she makes her to the kitchen. As soon as her figure disappears I turn my gaze to black haired boy standing ,staring at me with a smirk on his face, as usual.

"Miss me much baby ?" he saids walking towards me.

"Ha, far from that." I say rolling my eyes while crossing my arms.

"Something makes me doubt that." He saids now standing in front of me, towering over my shortness.

Damn my height.

"Oh really, and what might that be." I say

" Can't really wrap my finger around it, but I can assure that by the time this dinners over I'll know." He said wrapping his arms around my waste.

"Let me go, you ass."

"No."

"Why won't you leave me alone jerk?"

"Because I know you don't really want me to, I know you love it when I irritate you, or when I flirt with just to get under your skin or when I handle you, you try to hide it but I can see straight through you."

"That's no where near the truth."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah really. "

"Then why don't you move or fight back when I do those things?"

I find myself lost at words as I realize he's right. I don't move or fight back when he does things like that.

"I-I, uh....umm, I-I just...uh" I stammer through my words

"That's what I thought, don't hide it from me baby, it's useless."

"I don't like you, you moron."

"Then, why are you here, standing in my arms."

"BECAUSE YOU WON'T LET ME GO" I say clearly pissed.

"Shhh baby, we wouldn't want your mother to hear, would we?"

"Jerk" I say finally breaking from his tight embrace and storming off to my room.

(20mins later)

I've been in my room for the pass twenty minutes trying my best to keep my distances from Zayn before accidentally kill him on purpose.

I can't believe he actually thinks I like him.

What a dumbass!

As I sit on my bed watching TV my phone lights up and see I got a text from my best friend, Beth.

*****TEXT CONVO*****

Beth: hi

Me: hey Beth what's up?

Beth: nothing y'know the usual what are you doing?

Me: oh nothing y'know hiding out in my room from my 'Dinner Guest'

Beth: First of all, who are the 'Guest', do I know them, and why are you hiding?"

Me: Well, you do know them, it's Zayn and his mom and I'm hiding because I hate Zayn and I don't wanna kill him before dinner even starts.

Beth: Wait, Zayn. Zayn Malik? One of the hottest boys at our school.

Me: yeah whatever, that's him.

Beth: and you're hiding from him, are you crazy?

Me: No, I just hate his guts

Beth: woah, you are crazy

Me: ha-ha very funny but I have to go,mum should be calling me down for dinner in sec. Byeeeeee

Beth: byeeeeee

****END OF TEXT CONVO*****

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I find myself falling asleep in my bed but I'm awoken by the crack of my door indicating that it is being opened.

The door opens to reveal a smirking boy, walking in.

" Ugh, what do you want ?" I say annoyed

"Stop bitching, your mum sent me up here to tell you dinners ready."

"Asshole," I mumble but I make sure he hears it. " I'll be down in a sec."

"Yeah, Yeah hurry up." He saids and walks out slamming my door.

'Ugh I hate him' I think to myself.

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(Dinner)

We're halfway through dinner and mom and Zayn's mom keeping whispering stuff every now and then.

Hmmm...what the hell are they talking about?

"So, Ashton, do you and Zayn have any classes together?" Mrs.Malik asks

"Yes Ma'am we do." I tried to say that as calmly as possible.

"Oh really, what classes?"

Great now she wants me to say it out loud.

"We hav-" I was rudely cut off by that dickhead

"All of them." Zayn saids with a smile.

"Oh, so that means you two no each other very well." My mom saids

"Very very well." Zayn saids clearly he's doing his best to piss me off. And he's doing a really good job.

Ugh, fucking asshole.

"Good, that'll make our surprise even better."

"Surprise?" I choke out

"Yes, I'll tell you after dinner."

Great. More fucking surprises

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