Zayn's P.O.V:

"Zayn, get up from the couch! I want you to be ready in five minutes!" My mother yells at me for the fifth time, causing me to groan and smack my forehead with the palm of my hand.

"Mum I'm not going!" I tell her for the twentieth time, today. I have been telling her this thing the whole day, but she keeps on yelling at me to get ready.

"Get up or I'll throw you out of the house now!" She yells from the kitchen sticking out her head from the door, glaring at me in anger.

"Mum, I don't wanna go, stop forcing me!" I slightly raise my voice at her, causing her to get more angry.

Darn it.

"Don't raise your voice at me, young man!" She scolds, with a pissed off look on her face, resting her hands on her hips, giving me glares.

"I raised it because you're standing far away from me." I say, lowering my voice, and sinking on the couch, changing chanels of the T.V.

"Still, get up!" She suddenly yells, causing me to let out a loud groan in frustration, and run a hand in my hair.

"Mum, for the last time I'm repeating, I'm not going!" I yell, when she comes out of the kitchen, with the same pissed off face and eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

"Why are you not coming with us?" She asks me, sternly but her voice lower.

"Because I'm not in the mood." I shrug my shoulders, resting my legs on the arm of the couch, and my head on the the other arm of it, lying comfortably on the couch, making my mother raise her eye brows at me.

"What happened?" She asks me, seating herself on the couch in front of me, and I shake my head.

"I know something's bothering you," she speaks up, causing me to chuckle, as I flip some more chanels of the T.V, my eyes widening when the porn emerges on the screen, and I quickly change it before my mother sees it and throws me out of the house.

"The thing has been bothering me for three years," I say, sighing, when I glance at her and find her eye brows knitted in confusion.

"Three years?" She asks me, cluelessly.

"That Nerdy-" before even I can complete my sentence, she interupts me.

"Don't call her that!" She scolds me, causing me to groan and roll my eyes in annoyance.

I wonder why every one likes her, she's the most irritating person on this planet.

"Your dearest so called daughter, because of her, my girlfriend isn't talking to me." I say, air quoting 'daughter', referring to Melanie because my mother likes to call Melanie her daughter.

"Trust me, I don't like her a bit." She says making my eyes widen, as I choke on my spit and look at her in shock.

Did I just hear her right?

"Woah! When did that happen? I thought you loved that Nerdy?" I ask her, looking at her in astonishment, but she shakes her head making me confused.

"I was talking about your girlfriend, Suzanne. I don't like her a bit." She says, making me drop the excited face, as I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Mum, she might be annoying sometimes. But she is kinda hot and pretty." I say, talking about my girlfriend, and closing my eyes.

"Don't date a girl because of her appearance. You should be with a girl because of her heart. There are many girls in this world, who are beautiful and have a beautiful heart too." She says, making my eyes shot wide open as I face palm myself and jump up from the couch, sitting straight.

"Mum, for the last time I'm saying, I'm not gonna date that nerd, so stop indirectly telling me to date her!" I yell, causing her to furrow her eye brows and look at me.

"Why? What's wrong with her? She's such a beautiful girl. I'd love to see you two getting married and giving me a grandchild one day." She says, as a smile finds it's way on her lips and she begins to day dream.

I love my mother's smile, but that doesn't mean I'm going to tolerate her thoughts of getting me married to that idiot and having children with her.

"For God's Sake Mum! Stop it before I throw up." I say, lying back on the couch, when we hear Waliyha's voice from her room, getting Mum's attention.

"Mum, where are my earrings?!" Waliyha yells, making Mum sigh and I roll my eyes at her.

"I'll go and check on her. I sometimes wonder, how does Melanie tolerate Waliyha?" Mum says, getting up from the couch.

"Mum trust me, I always wonder, how those two tolerate each other." I huff, rolling my eyes.

"Zayn, you're not coming with us?" Waliyha asks, peeking from her room and I shake my head in response.

"Will you do me a favour?" She asks, disappearing in her room.

"I'd love to do it, but I'll be sent to jail." I say, when she comes out of her room, staring at me in confusion.

"What are you saying?" She asks me, with a puzzled look on her face. "I asked you for a favour, why are you being sent to jail for that?"

"So you expect the police to bail me out if I kill Melanie?" I ask her, raising my eye brows, as she pulls a confused look, throwing her arms up in frustration.

"I asked you for a favour! Why is killing Melanie included in that?"

"Yeah, so I thought of doing you and all of us a favour by killing Melanie." I say, with a smirk on my face, causing her to wave me off.

"Shut up, and do me a real favour." She says, making me sigh, as I gesture for her to continue.

"I.Wanted.You.To.Do.Me.A.Favour.By-" she begins, emaphasizing on each an every word, causing me to interupt her in the middle.

"Waliyha, talk faster please," I say in annoyance.

"IwantYouToGoToMelanie'sHouseAndReturnHerTheBookSheForgotInMyBag." She talks very fast, causing everything to flow from my head as Mum and I give her confused looks.

"A little bit slower won't hurt. Would it?" I say, getting completely annoyed, as I roll my eyes at her and Mum walks back to the kitchen.

"I...Want...You...to..Go--"

"WALIYHA MALIK! TALK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON! DON'T ANNOY THE SHIT OUT OF ME! YOUR BEST FRIEND IS ENOUGH FOR THAT!" I yell at her, causing her to flinch back, and for Mum to come out and stare at me because of my sudden outburst.

"I want you to go to Melanie's house and return her the book she forgot in my bag." Waliyha explains.

"Have I been bitten by a crazy dog? Do you seriously think I'd do that?" I ask her, rolling my eyes as she gasps in annoyance. "Can't you give it to her in school tomorrow?"

She shakes her head and speaks up, "Nope, she would be needing it now, as we have an assignment which needs to be submitted tomorrow."

"I'm not going anywhere near her house. Go return it to her, yourself." I say, closing my eyes and placing my arm on my forehead, covering my eyes.

"Unlike you, I have to go somewhere with our family. You're just sitting here, doing absolutely nothing. Can't you just drop the book at her home?" Waliyha argues, causing Mum to take her side as well.

"I won't!" I refuse, opening my eyes again and grabbing the remote, switching the channels of TV.

"Zayn, I agreed to you not going with us. I won't agree to that anymore. Go and return Melanie her book back." Mum threatens me, making me groan as I glare at Waliyha and her, getting up from the couch.

"Why do you guys have to be so difficult!?" I yell, throwing my arms in the air, as I toss the remote on the side in anger.

"Go bring the book!" I order Waliyha, as she quickly rushes to her room, and comes back with a book in her hand, making me snatch it from her hand and glare at her.

"Aww, I love you Brothaa." She says, smirking at me causing Mum to giggle slightly as I glare at the both of them.

"I know that Nerdy is planting you against me. I hate you and that idiot!" I yell, before turning on my heels to leave when something catches my attention, causing me to stop in the middle.

"That time will come when he'll be begging to meet her." My mother whisperes to Waliyha, loud enough for me to hear as both of them giggle behind me, making me turn around and glare at them in anger.

"That time will never come, and Mum learn how to whisper!" I yell, leaving the house, shutting the door behind me loudly, making a loud bang as I hear them laugh at me.

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I drive to Melanie's house and ring the door bell, waiting for the door to be opened.

"Please, please, please, please, she better not be the one to open the door." I mutter to myself, closing my eyes for a while, when the door opens, and the devil stands in front of me, making me groan. I mentally face palm myself and curse under my breathe, lifting up my gaze to look at her.

My gaze lingers on her longer than expected, as I take in her appereance, with my eyes widening and lips parting. I blink few times, looking at her where as she gives me a confused look.

Gotta say, black colour suits her.

She clears her throat to get my attention, when I nervously rub the back of my neck, shifting on my foot, gulping.

"I..I..I..I.." I stutter, before my eyes widen, surprising her and myself both.

Am I really stuttering in front of her?

I move my pointer finger in front of her, asking for a minute, when I turn away from her and face palm myself, clearing my throat and again turning back to face her, with her giving me weird confused looks.

"I thought you guys weren't coming? Where are the others? You came alone? Why are you here?" She swarms me up with questions, making me raise my eye brows at her.

"Are you done with your questions, Nerdy?" I ask her, giving a pissed off and annoyed look to her.

"I have a name," She snaps at me, causing me to chuckle.

"Yeah, Nerdy." I say, smirking, causing her to knitt her eyebrows.

"No! I have a proper name." She says aggresively.

"Yeah, Nerdy Philips." I tease her making her give out a loud groan, as her jaw clenches and knuckles ball into fists.

"Are we boxing now, eh love?"

"How about I play football with you? And you be the ball eh love?" She mocks me, causing me to throw my head back and laugh at her attempt.

"Your sense of humor sucks. Go and read some good joke books, Nerdy." I tease while laughing, earning glares from her in return as well as she snaps a, "at least it's better than yours."

"Why do you keep snapping all the time? How about I change your name from Nerdy to Snappy Nerdy? Ahaaa! I love it." I say, smiling and pulling the imaginary collars of my shirt, proudly, making her roll her eyes at me.

"You know you should use this useless brain of yours, while studying also. In this way you can get good grades." She suggests through gritted teeth, catching me off guard as I straighten up and look at her seriously.

"I can get good grades." I state in a serious tone, earning a sarcastic chuckle from her in return, causing me to frown.

"Oh please, you pass with grades D and C." She says, chuckling at me as she rolls her eyes.

"Don't challenge me, Nerd." I warn her, taking her comment actually offensive.

"What if I challenge you?" She smirks at me.

"Fine, If you're challenging me, then I'll get straight A's in my every exam from now on wards." I announce, nodding confidently, making her fake gasp and raise her eye brows at me, giving me a sarcastic shocked look.

"I guess my ears are not working. I heard A instead of F." She says, leaning closer to me, rubbing her ears.

"I said A." I repeat through gritted teeth, getting annoyed. She nods her head with a smirk on her face.

"What will I get if I get straight A in my every exam? Will you do the thing I say?" I ask her, but she shakes her head looking at me.

"Suicide is a sin," She says, and I chuckle.

"Nahh, I won't tell you to kill yourself, but something else. Deal?" I smirk, and she gives me bored look, before pouting and thinking for a while and speaking up.

"First get straight A grades, then we'll see." She says, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Okay." I agree.

"Okay?"

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

"Okay?"

"Okay!"

"Okay?"

"Listen! You're not Augustus, I'm not Hazel Grace, and we're not in The Fault In Our Stars, and 'Okay' will never be our forever, so shut up!" She snaps, making me gag with disgust, when I hear Melanie's mother's voice which catches my attention.

"Zayn, sweetie, why are you standing outside? Come in," Melanie's mother smiles at me, grabbing my hand, when I notice Melanie rolling her eyes at us.

Just like my family adores Melanie a lot, same goes with Melanie's family as well, they seem to like me a lot, which irritates and annoyes Melanie.

"Hey, Aunt Lane, actually I came here to return her book, she forgot it in Waliyha's bag." I explain, bringing the book in front of her, as Melanie stares at me.

"You could've told me that earlier and left already. We were fighting on stupid things." She says, taking the book from my hands and sighing.

"That's what you both always do, anyways Zayn come inside and have dinner with us." Her mother says, but I refuse politely, taking steps back, only for her to pull me inside the house, grabbing my hand.

"But-" before I can protest, I am already inside her house, and get interrupted by Melanie's dad.

"Here's my handsome son." He says, walking over to me and pulling me into a hug, when I hear Melanie gag beside me

"Puke, puke, puke." Melanie mutters, when I smirk and lean closer to her after pulling away from her Dad's hug.

"Are you pregnant?" I whisper in her ear, causing her eyes to widen as her jaw drops and she gawks at me.

"What? Are you crazy?!" She half whispers and half yells, making me laugh at her reaction.

"You were puke puke puking." I whisper in a singing tone, her parents busy in their own converstaion to notice us.

"Every girl puking doesn't mean she's pregnant! Jeez, go and correct your facts, Malik." She whispers, walking away from me, leaving me crack up behind her as Louis steps out of the guest room, and joins me.

"Zayn, I thought you weren't coming tonight." Louis says, patting my shoulders and I explain him the real reason, as we both make our ways to the living room, seating on a couch next to each other.

"Did Suzanne talk to you again?" He asks me when I huff and shake my head, tapping my foot on the floor.

"Nahh, thanks to the Nerdy for that."

"Don't blame her mate. You know Suzane makes a big deal out of everything, sorry but no offense." He says, laughing and I chuckle, nodding my head when Melanie's sister, Samantha catches our attention, announcing that the dinner is ready.

"Zayn and Louis would you two mind helping Melanie set the table? I've got to make an urgent call." She asks, walking over to us and we nod, getting up from the couch. Although I don't want to help Melanie, but I got to respect her elder sister, so I head to the kitchen with Louis, to find Melanie struggling to pick up the glasses from the upper cabinet, standing on a stool on tip toes, which makes me chuckle.

"Wait love, we'll do it. You can do the other things," Louis says to her, making me stiffen my laugh. How ironic that sentence was because Louis would be only few inches taller than her.

"No Louis, it's completely fine." She shakes her head and tip toes on the stool, that is when she gets disbalanced and begins to fall, when I quickly rush towards her and get hold of her, noticing that her eyes are tightly shut with a scared look on her face, when she slowly peels them open and stares up at me with her beautiful dark brown eyes in confusion, and our gazes locking with each other for a longer than expected.

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A.n:

Happy new year to all of you, may this year brings you loads of joy & happiness.

Stay safe and blessed. Keep smiling cause it looks best on you.

Love y'all and Zayn a lot.

Thanks xx