Chapter 8 - This means war

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Zayn's P.O.V

“Zayn, honey! Wake up” I heard my mothers voice near my ear.

“Just one more minute” I murmured

“It's already 1 pm. I let you sleep enough” she nudged my shoulder and slapped my face playfully. I let the words sink in

“Mmmm! It's still earl... ONE!” I jumped up, almost bumping my head against my mothers. “Shit! Alice's gonna kill me” I heard my mother giggle

“Why?”

“We have an appointment for... uh something at 1:30” I said making a run for the shower, seeing as my hair was a mess. I took the shortest shower ever, and just brushed my hair down, leaving it like that. I changed into the first pair of clothes I found, and rushed downstairs, where my mother was waiting for me with a grin on her face.

“Why are you grinning like that?” I asked searching for my car keys

“You and Alice are getting along very well, I see” she said holding the keys out for me. I kissed her cheek

“It's good. Not complaining, BYE” I yelled the last part, running towards the car. I heard her laugh as I got outside

I drove as fast as I could, without getting caught by the police, and finally arrived at Ali's scared that she was pissed out. She kept complaining about how we had time only on weekends to organize our wedding, also that we didn't have time to meet each other often.

I entered the house without knocking, because It was practically turning into my house now. I spotted a not so pleased Alice and a bored looking Harry watching TV.

Time to be sweet...

“Baby, I missed you” I hugged Ali and then kissed her cheek and her lips. She smiled into the kiss, and pushed me away “I know i'm late, but I didn't get much sleep through this week and...” she shut me up by kissing me again

“It's okay! Let's ho” she stood up taking my hand and headed for the car “HARRY”

“I'M COMMING” he shouted back annoyed, dragging his feet to the car.

“Hi Harry” I said only to receive an annoyed look. 'Jeez, what's wrong with him?'

“Oh Hi Mr. Malik. Finally see me? Don't blame you, you were to busy sweet talking my sister” he replied sarcastically. I frowned a bit feeling something tighten inside of me. Like a sudden flash of cold. It was a bit awkward talking to him after the particular dream I had two weeks ago, and the great friendship I thought would bloom between us kind of faded.

“Sorry” I mumbled, but as soon as the word left my mouth, his face softened

“No, i'm sorry. I'm being a jerk” he looked away biting his lip

“Good thing you know” answered Ali slipping in the passengers seat. I sighed and smiled a bit

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