Switched | Zayn Malik AU

Treehouse

Zayn was still playing with my hair and we were still lying down. I sat up and checked my phone and there were a few messages from Harry.

"When you're ready, we can talk about it anytime. I'll be waiting for you."

"I honestly don't know how to explain things, but I just want you to know that I really did like you."

"I know it's a lot too process and you're mind's probably so confused right now but please talk to me as soon as you're ready."

I honestly wasn't mad at any of them. It wasn't their fault. I know they're both good people and they're both so in love with each other and that if anything, I was the one who ruined their relationship.

"Are you going to talk to Harry?" Zayn asked.

"I don't think I'm ready. At least not now."

Zayn was laying back down. He tapped the spot beside him, asking me to lay beside him so I did. He pulled out his iPod from his pocket and put one earpod into my ear.

"You know when I'm sad, like really upset, I just come up here and try to forget about everything. I'm jist so glad you're here to share this moment with me." He said as he was scrolling through his songs.

He played Chasing Cars and I closed my eyes as I rested my head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat. I can't help but feel like it was beating in sync with mine. He kissed my forehead and then in that moment I felt like he was with me, trying to comfort me when I was hurting.

I never received comfort from anyone when Gavin hurt me. That's because no one else knew except Liam. When the whole school found out, it was already too late. He already hurt another girl.

But now, Zayn's here, trying to comfort me in the most relaxing way possible. I realized that i wasn't even crying anymore. I felt so lucky to have been given the opportunity to stay here. I know this is his happy place and he was sharing it with me.

"Thank you." I whispered as I closed my eyes and fell into deep slumber.

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I woke up with sunlight in my eyes. Zayn was no longer beside me but I saw that he texted me.

"Come down to the house, I cooked a little breakfast. I left some clothes there, you can go and get changed. xx"

I went inside the house and noticed that the dining table was filled with so much food.

"This is what you call 'little'?" I said as I walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Princess. Did you sleep well?" Zayn said as he hugged me.

"I did until I lost my pillow. Woah, is that..."

"Zayn Malik's special omelette with the best-tasting sauce ever? Yes, it is."

"I was going to say 'cheese omelette', but okay... you know how to cook?" I said as I tasted it. It wasn't a plain cheese omelette, it had bacon and different types of cheese and tomatoes and it tastes wonderful. The sauce complements its flavors.

"Mim and I are pretty close, so when I was young, I would always cook with her. My mom didn't know how to cook, but Mim did. It takes practice, though. All of these dishes couldn't even achieve half the taste of her cooking. She's the best."

I love how he loved Mim so much. He loved hermlike she was his real mom. I never got to meet his parents because they were always working, but from what I can see, Mim really played the role of his mom.