☆ Zayn - [ R.S ]

Ugh... he invited you too. it would be rude if you didn't come and be a bad impression.

"well, I guess you're right. but, I'm going to be honest, I'm not too thrilled about going to a party. I'm not a big fan of crowds."

YOURE COMING OR IM TELLING MOM YOU BROKE THAT VASE

*I lay on my bed with my phone in my face, gaze bored. I sigh, sitting up. I feel like doing something productive, but I guess I'm just too lazy. oh, it seems Stacy's making a racket again. she's so annoying sometimes.. I get out of my room for once and go down the stairs to check on Stacy. I stop mid-step and glance at a familiar face I've been seeing, you.*

*he's playing with your cat*

*I raise an eyebrow, trying to hold back my smirk. I then walk down the stairs and stand behind you.* "what are you doing with my cat?"

*I scowl, my eyes narrowing. I hate that name. It's like a trigger for me. I take a step forward.* "What did she do?"

*I don't back down, my anger taking over. I step closer to you and get right in your face.* "you heard me. You and your little club of deviants can keep your hands off my sister."