Amalthea's P.O.V
His sweet, nice and friendly. He looks at me when he talks to me and do sent look at my body, although what would he be looking at for I'm always confined in my oversized clothes. He makes me smile, laugh and forget. I've only known him for a month and his done so much. He even changed his schedule for me. He makes me feel, Zayn makes me feel.
"Amalthea? Did you just hear what I said." Zayn chuckles, I think I love his chuckling it's sweet like music. Giggling at my own stupidity I look at him. His hazel eyes glowing almost shining in an emotion I can't quite decipher.
"Nope. I'm sorry I was just thinking." I shrug, we where going to our last class of the day and to say I was relieved was nothing, I was ecstatic. He looked at me a smile plastered on his face.
"I thought so, I was saying we should go shopping later on." Turning sharply I looked at him. I didn't have money to spend anything. I think he read my mind for his hand held my shoulders.
"Don't worry, I'll pay." He smirked making me blush another shade of red. He laughed before walking in class. We took our seats at the back where we looked at the board. I felt content, neutral. With Zayn I felt safe, I hated how people looked at him, with disgust and pitty because when I look at him I see beauty. His scars make him look perfect.
I guess he caught me starring cause he chuckled lowly.
"Take a picture it last longer." He whispered making me blush again. Twiddling with my thumps. Mr Petersen was teaching to day. The scowl that always seems to Grace my face when I'm in his class never comes unnoticed. I think people want me to be greatful that he found out about my father but it wasn't his god damn business. My father never ment to hurt me he loved me, it was his alter ego that caused me so much pain and I was willing to help him beat it. I saw him every night cry for me and my bruises. I know it wasn't his fault.
My mind was so engulfed in my thoughts I didn't realize it was after school. Zayn always held me at my shoulder making me comfortable, I was happy with the gesture though. We were walking through the halls I giggling at a stupid joke he made and he stretching his head when my nightmare appeared. Jake, he and his crew were near our car scowl on their faces. Jake was staring at me like a predictor starved from its pray.
"What do you want now Jake?" Zayn asked his voice dominating, making his beautiful face look more intimidating. Jake's face held anger.
"Whats rightfully mine, Amalthea's mine." He seethed quietly. Zayns face looked dangerous as I held his hand tightly trying to calm him. I did something I never thought I'd do. Standing on the tip of my toes I whispered in Zayns ear.
"Its not worth it." I bit his ear playfully which I was super embarrassed about it. Playing with the hem of my shirt I looked towards him. Shock was in all their faces especially Jake.
"Yeah, your right let's get out of here." He replied before entwining our hands and walking us to the car. The smile that graced his face will forever be ingrained in my mind.
When we were alone, he let go of it letting coldness seep in, but I ignored it, he'll hold me again.
"So where do you wanna go, for clothes I mean." I shrugged feeling shy all of a sudden. Don't be shy Amalthea, his just a guy, who's taking you shopping. It's not weird you already sleep with him.
"I'd like to buy some dresses." I whispered. He let one of his hands off the steering and held my hand making another blush, cover my face, thankful for my hair for shielding me.
"No problem." He smirked. 15 minutes later we were at the mall, walking hand in hand like a couple. I've never went out or held a guys hand but here I am just doing that. It felt comfortable. We stoped at a shop that sold beautiful sun dress, a green on with flower patterns caught my eye and I couldn't stop gawking at it. I think he noticed that because he dragged me in the store.
"Hi can you please get the green dress for me." He asked the help who was staring at him like a horror just walked in. The growl that escaped my lips didn't come unnoticed. Cause she snapped out of it with a quick sorry and got the dress.
"Go change I'll wait for you here." He smiled making me nods and walk towards the changing room. I took off my clothes and put on the beautiful dress. It held my small but curvaceous body well. Giving me shape. Subconsciously hiding in my arms I walked out. A gasp was heard and I couldn't hide help but hide my eyes with my hair.
"Don't." He whispered, before pushing back the strands and showing my face, my eyes caught his and I felt as if we were the only people there.
"Beautiful." He murmurs before bending, I notice his gesture and lift my foot to his hands and feel a soft green pump grace my feet. He does this with the other. Once my outfit is complete he smiles.
"Don't hide your face, your more beautiful then you think." I smile softly at him. He makes me feel so beautiful when he says stuff like that.
"I'll go change." I turn back but stop when arma wrap themselves around me.
"Please don't, we're not at school so I doubt anyone would mind." Shyly nodding I turn to grab my things and put them in a plastic before purchasing the dress.
We went from store to store to store. Buying different outfits and laughing. He kept twirling me like a princes and chassing me around. I don't know how he could do that with all the bags his carrying.
We even bought matching Queen and King matching shirts, like those couples on tumbler. I thought it was stupid.
"No Zayn, not that." He pouted making me laugh again.
"Why not, we'd look so cute. " he wiggled his eye brows making me want to burst out laughing once more.
"Yeah but I thought that's for people on Tumbler?" He gives me a mock hurt look that makes me want to burst out in another fit of laughter.
"So what, can't we look that way too, come on Amalthea let's go by YOLO." He runs after me and twerls me in his arms.
"Whats...YOLO?" I ask giggling. He stops and looks at me mock shock.
"You don't know what's YOLO, AMALTHEA STEELE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT YOLO IS? What rock have you been living in." I laugh again.
"Your rock." I take out my toung making him grin widely.
"It means you only live once. So lets buy them." He grabs the one that was in my hand and runs to the cashier. Before I could protest he already bought it.
"Weirdo." I giggle.
"Your weirdo." He grins.
"So what now?"I ask feeling my legs ach.
"FOOD." He shrieks when we stop infront of a pizza shop. We enter hand in hand and take a seat on the nearest both. Smiles on our faces. A make waiter makes his way, probably in his twenties. He eyes me like I'm candy and I have to fight the urge to cover my face with my hair.
Zayn notices that and clears his throat making him look anywhere but me.
"We'll have the chicken and pinaple large pizza with coke." Zayn orders, his voice not even wavering. The waiter quickly jots it down and disappears.
"I hate it when people look at me like that." I mumble. He holds my hand his large one on top of mine.
"Same here." He takes his tongue out which ends up me giggling and him chuckling.
We speak about all sorts of things like. His favourite colour is blue and his mom used to call him chubby bear because he was so flipping fat. How his mom would cook and all that. How he is allergic to coco but can't bear to live without chocolate. It was fun. When we were done we decided to go home.
When we arrived we found the house empty. His dad said he'd be working late so we were home alone.
"I'm going to take a shower." I smile towards him.
"Same here see you in a few." He smiles back before dropping my clothes in my bedroom as he walks to his father's shower. Lacing my body in the sweet smell of coco body wash and shampoo I'm done in 15 minutes. I bought coco cause he says he likes it, but made sure it was artificial.
When I was in my new nightie which consisted of a crop top kinda too and red short shorts I made my way towards Zayns room. I found him on the bed, hair still wet looking at the strange drawing in his writs. I'd have to ask about it later.
Tip toeing I make it towards him and give him a soft blow in the ear making him smile at me.
"Time to sleep?" He asks which I reply with a nod. I climb on top of him making sure I'm comfortable, while he wraps his arms around me.
"Good, night my angel." He whispers before giving me soft kiss on my forehead.
"Nigtie." I reply in a yawn and quickly dose to sleep, with no nightmares in sight.