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Chapter eight of Mr.Popular is a Catfish enjoy!

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I must be dreaming, the one and only Zayn Rivers stood in front of me.

After six years of thinking the absolute worst here he is smiling and reaching out to me. He kept walking towards but I shoved him back. I refused to talk to him now as I looked into the living room to still see and hear my mom going at it with my dad.

"You motherfucking two-timing piece of shit!" She yelled "Did you think I wouldn't find out about your affair? You have been cheating on this family for the past 19 years! And not only that you then blackmailed your son to keep your dirty secret for you just so he can go to go to his dream school! You have no worth, I want you out today. All your personal belongings need to be out by tonight and anything you leave I will be giving away or burning. I never want to see your ass again!" She continued shouting.

I turned to look at Zayn who looked at me sadly, which confirmed everything. My dad had another family. All those damn business trips, how many of them were fake just for him to spend time with his mistress and his other child. I felt betrayed by him. My dad's shoulders fell in defeat and he turned our direction when he saw me "Zoe I can-" he started before I held my hand up "Don't I think I heard enough, I- I never want to see you again. I don't care what you have to say for yourself I don't want to listen to no bogus excuse you come up with. I hate you." The words slipped out so fast before I could stop them. His eyes widened and so did my mom's. I turned around and started running out of the house ignoring their shouts to come back in. I got in my car and sped away.

My whole life I thought my dad was an amazing father,

he was someone I looked up to,

I looked up to a dirty cheater.

After driving around the block I decided to just park at the local park and sit in my car. And as if it wasn't cliche enough it started pouring rain, the sad music played throughout my car, and I started to ugly cry.

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After 20 minutes or so the tears stopped and I leaned my seat back and watched the raindrops hit the windshield. My phone vibrated again, ready to decline the call from either my parents or Zayn, I felt my heart stop as I read the screen "Alex" I read to myself. I quickly cleared my throat and answered the call "hello?"

"Hey, Zoe, I'm at the park right now is that your car parked over at the lot, the white car?" I turned on my wipers to get rid of some of the raindrops that were settling on my windshield and saw someone underneath a little tent by the basketball courts waving his hand in the air. "Yeah, I'm here, wait a minute," I said hanging up the phone. I turned around and faced the backseats to see my umbrella.

Come on Rihanna let's go get mister hot stuff. I grabbed my umbrella and took the keys out of the ignition and opened the umbrella as soon as I opened the door. I started running in his direction.

"Thank you, Zoe," he said hugging me. Alexander Allen just gave me, Zoe Rivers, a damn hug. Oh, sweet Jesus let this be a routine from now on. "No worries," I said hugging him back I did not want to let go. "Come on let's get out of here," he picked up his football from the floor and I looked down at it. "Were you playing alone?" I asked him. "Oh no Max and Chase were here but then they had to leave and I decided to stick around and do some laps, and then it started pouring," he said as he took hold of the umbrella he was taller than me and we both started running back to my car.

Now that it's raining more than ever

Know that we still have each other

You can stand under my umbrella

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrel-

The song was cut short when we both slipped and fell into a puddle. "Oh shit," I said grabbing the umbrella that slipped from Alexanders' hand and he reached for his football. We both got up and my hand instantly rubbed my butt cheek.

That shit hurted

Alex let out a loud laugh as he saw me rub my sore butt "My bad I shouldn't be laughing, it's my fault you got hurt. Come on, we don't need any more injuries," before I can say it's ok he wrapped his arm around me and we walked towards the car that I had unlocked as we neared and he walked to my side allowing me to enter the car first then got in. I quickly turned on the car and cranked the a/c up blasting some heat onto us.

I knew of another way to warm us up but I didn't think Alex and I have reached that level yet

My phone started vibrating again and I saw it was Zayn, and I declined it and looked up to see Alex looking at me but he didn't say anything. "you want me to take you home?" I asked him and he nodded his head "Yes please its 15 minutes away maybe 20 because of the rain. Just drive as if you're going to school," I nodded my head and started pulling out of the park. My phone kept going off until I got annoyed and turned it off at a red light. "You sure you don't want to answer that?" He asked, "I can cover my ears if you'll like," he offered which made me crack a smile. "no- no you're good don't worry. It's just my brother, my dad, and my mom. It's no biggie," I said throwing him a smile.

"If you say so but I think it may be important. My offer still stands I'll cover my ears and count the raindrops," I looked over at him.

This sexy man is so sweet, ugh please be mine

Let me bear your children

I won't promise that they will be as smart as me but I can guarantee you they will act stupid

"I was at the park because I ran away from something I walked into at home," I told him, he nodded his head and did not push the topic any further. I was grateful for that but it did not stop me from opening my big mouth and telling him. Without a second thought, I blurted it out "My dad has been having an affair with another woman for 19 years, and turns out I have an 18-year-old sibling. Not only that but my brother knew and he was blackmailed by my father to keep his mouth shut for the past six years and he turned up at the house today. Not just that but before I ran out I shouted I hated my father straight to his face," I rushed out "Shoot you don't have to say anything I just needed that out of my chest I felt like I was going to explode," It was true, a little bit of weight was lifted off my shoulders after telling him.

"Where do I go from here?" I asked not wanting to talk about the subject anymore. "Make a left at the light and at the stop sign make a right and then another right. It's going to be the first house on the left," following his instructions, I pulled into his driveway. He had a fairly big house with a nice swing hanging from the big tree out front. It was cute. Not wanting to face him after telling him my life story I kept looking at his garage, welcoming an awkward silence.

"I understand you don't want to talk about it and I can assume you don't want to go back home yet. Why don't we go inside and I can order some pizza," He was right, I didn't want to think about what happened I would rather be sitting on his junk and stuffing my face with pizza.

"I will like that," I told him genuinely. I turned off my car grabbed my phone and waited for him to get me with the umbrella, I lifted my hat and placed it back on my head after adjusting my ponytail.

I'm about to enter the one and only, Alexander Allen's crib.

My insides were quaking

He opened the door and I stood under the umbrella and we walked towards his house. "Before we go inside fair little warning my mom is getting into baking, she has gone completely insane," Alex said standing in front of the door. "Oh, I love baked goods!" I gushed happily as a smile took over my face "Cookies, cakes, brownies, you name it. I love it all! I don't mind," he shook his head at me, "I said she's getting into it, my mom is the worst cook and baker in the world. My dad is the one who makes all of our meals. All my friends can agree with me, she's a bad cook. If she offers you anything just take it, smile, and nod your head at whatever she says. She will probably forget and not force you to try it in front of her," I nodded my head at him upset I wasn't going to enjoy her baked goods. He reached into his pockets and pulled out his house keys and the smell of burnt cookies hit me like a Regina George was hit by that school bus.

I instantly stood back outside and inhaled a breath of musty air from the rain and then proceeded to step foot into his house while holding my breath. "Monkey buns is that you?" A woman's voice shouted from a distance. I looked over at Alex and saw his cheeks redden "Mom I have a guest over," Alex mumbled as he started walking leaving me behind and seeing him stomp his way over to where she was. As we got closer the smell became stronger.

We entered the kitchen and saw his mom opening the oven when a bunch of smoke pooled out. "Monkey buns the cookies are done, they got the perfect little crunch to them. They're still hot though so I will bring some up to you guys with some milk. How are you, Chase?" She said turning to face us and then gave me an odd look.

"Chase sweetie, when did you dye your hair? It's so much darker and longer. And hun have you been eating well? Did you lose some weight? I'd say you've been practicing quite a lot, young man. Say what I'm going to cook you guys a meal, so you guys can have a late lunch. You guys have been practicing so much lately, I'm so proud of the hard work you are all putting in," she gushed before she continued to look over at me and stared at the baggy sweats, t-shirt, and hat I was wearing and shook her head. "Sweetie, we need to fill you up again, how do you expect to play in the football game this upcoming week? You're going to get tackled when you're going to be sent straight to the hospital with those damn twigs."

"Mom this isn't Chase. This is my friend Zoe. Zoe this is my mom Miranda. Mom, please put on your glasses." Alex pleaded. "Monkey buns if I knew where my glasses were don't you think I would've been wearing them? I don't remember where I placed them," she said looking down at the six bowls of cake and cookie batter and then over to the two finished cakes she baked "Oh dear God I hope they didn't fall in one of these bowls," she said pouting her lips then exhaled.

Alex walked up to his mom reaching towards her head and pulled her glasses down "Here you go and mom please stop with the nickname, please. It's embarrassing," he mumbled.

"It's nice to meet you, Zoe, I am so sorry if I offended you in any way. You got great twigs but I think you should stay away from football to avoid any injuries," I let out a good laugh "I'll be sure to stay away, sports and I do not get along," I looked over at Alex to see him already looking at me and I looked away and smiled at his mom.

I then looked down to see the five trays of burnt cookies. The cookies appeared to be flat as well. I felt her watching me and she followed my gaze and she rushed out "Try one," pushing the tray closer to me I looked over at Alex and remembered what he said. I took hold of one of the cooler cookies and held it "Thank you," I told her holding the cooking in my hand. And she continued watching me and Alex as well.

Shouldn't he be intervening now and saying we are going to the living room or someplace else? Does he not remember he told me to avoid trying out these cookies?

"Go ahead hun, take a bite," she said encouraging me to try it not knowing her son told me to avoid trying it at all costs. I took a bite of the cookie and instantly was greeted by a burnt chocolate chip cookie.

I unwillingly swallowed the burnt cookie and smiled painfully at her. "Alex, Sophia, Chase, and Max all tell me these are great but I get different opinions from everyone else. For example, Angel, my husband hates those damn cookies and so do my inlaws and my parents as well but I need someone who is not family to give me their honest opinion. I've been wanting to compete at New York's local baking contest but I can't count on any of these people and their mixed opinions," she said looking over at her burnt cookies and then moving her eyes to me.

I looked over at Alex and went against what he said "You got a lot of potential you do maybe try baking them at a lower temperature that will be great. Set your oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit you shouldn't go over that," she nodded her head at me and looked over at her cookies "that can explain how they are rock-like," she said picking one up and hitting it against the counter making a knocking sound. "I've been baking them at 425 for almost an hour," I got closer to her bowls and noticed some of the batters were not thick enough and they appeared to be more like chocolate milk.

Poor lady all she wanted was to bake some goods

but I knew at any given moment she would've had a meltdown

"Say why don't we make another batch of cookies and I can help you along the way. I used to make a ton of cookies with my mom when I was younger," I told her and she gave me a relieved look and vigorously nodded her head. "Monkey buns get Zoe an apron so we can get to work right away," she said excitedly.

And for the rest of the day, I spent there, I helped Miranda bake one of the best cookies her family would've ever enjoyed. She wrote down everything I was telling her to add and do to ensure she would have thick soft cookies and I gave her tips on if she wanted harder cookies. Alex or should I say Monkey Buns kept his promise and ordered us pizza. Miranda made me promise her to come around again to help her practice her other baked goods for the contest. It was an enjoyable time but not all good times last forever. I knew I would've to go home and face everything I escaped today and I wasn't ready for that.

But for now, I laid back on the couch with Alex and Miranda sitting on either side of me as we watched a movie and munched on her first great cookie batch.

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You have reached the end of chapter 8 my friends.

I'm back with another update this one is 2900+ words! To make up for my absence.

The question I have for you this week is...

What smell makes you the happiest?

This may sound weird but I don't care I love the smell of freshly cut grass. Like windows down music blasting and the smell of freshly cut grass makes me feel so content.

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