Coffee, Sassy Siblings and Violet

Zayn's POV

4 days to go for the grand day. 20th of November. Iris's Birthday.

I know, nincompoop.

Such a bitch.

I can't believe you are me

Yeah, sadly. I'm you, like ew!

Poor jealous kid. Never mind.

So,

Gift, check.

Outfit, check.

Plans and meetings, cancelled.

Anxiety level, high.

Nervous, as hell.

Hahaha! My boy, don't worry. Everything's gonna be fine.

See who's speaking. The one who messes up everything.

Ouch.

Serves you right.

"Zain Bhaiya! Bhaiya!" I heard Safaa's voice trying to catch my attention.

"To earth Zain." Waliyha said.

Oops. I think I just forgot that I was playing Monopoly.

No, I'm not an extremely famous, happiness deprived little boy anymore. I try to live my life to the max. Playing board games, watching television and passing time by doing normal things. I try to be as normal as possible.

You're zoning out again Zayn.

Oops...

"Yeah yeah there dumb girl." I retorted.

"Don't show me that sass boy. You're famous outside this house. Inside here, you're no king." Waliyha rolled her eyes.

"Yeah yeah. Go on. Roll your eyes. Maybe you'll find a brain back there."

"Ooooh! Do you need some ice for that burn sis?" Safaa piped in.

I mentally patted myself.

I've taught her well.

Wait wait there man. I have taught her well. Not you.

Being egoist, are we?

Well, you know that you should go and f-

"Pretty boy, it's your turn." Waliyha muttered.

"Guys! I got coffee! Mum's special one!" Doniya entered.

"MINE!" Safaa, Waliyha and I shouted at the same time.

"Jinx!" Again, what a perfect timing.

"Double jinx!" Woah, you can tell that we're siblings by our perfect timings.

"Guys Guys!" Doniya tried to scream over our rising debate.

You know, those debates which begin from who will get the cup with the maximum amount of coffee and end up somehow upon topics like how Two Minute Noodles can't exactly be made in two minutes.

I rush to get my cup of coffee followed by Waliyha and Safaa.

"Woah, it's too hot." Waliyha complained.

"Ooh, Zain, carefully. You'll get hurt little guy." Doniya mocked.

Yeah yeah. They like too mock me by using phrases like 'pretty boy', 'you'll get hurt', 'little guy' etc.

Well, I've got some sass here too.

"You know what Doniya? I like my coffee the way I like myself. Sweet, perfect and way too hot for you."

Doniya stood there, smirking.

"Bhaiya, ain't she too calm? Like unusually and horrifyingly calm? The usual behaviour would be a little fight but.." Safaa warned.

"Little little Safaa, nobody plans a murder out loud. I may look calm but, in my head, I might've killed our little boy three times already." Doniya replied, ever so naturally.

Honestly, nobody can win a debate if they're competing with Doniya. She's got a reply for everything.

Nobody can win, not even you.

Aww. I hate you too bitch.

*Poing*

*Poing*

Not now Iris

*Poing*

*Poing*

Waliyha grabbed my phone.

"No! Give it to me or-"

"Or what pretty boy?"

I reached out to snatch the phone from Waliyha when,

"Doniya! Catch!"

Doniya caught the phone and opened the text notification.

No matter how fast I was, I couldn't stop her now. She had already opened the notification.

"Ugh, it's nothing Wal. It's his manager asking him not to cancel his plans on 21st."

"Why did you cancel your plans?" Waliyha asked curiously.

"Uhm, I'm kinda busy, y'know."

"With?" Doniya inquired.

"Ugh! Can't a guy have his personal space?"

"Not really" Waliyha smirked.

I could almost smell something cooking inside her brain.

"Quick Doniya, check the previous messages. He's gonna meet someone. Quick!" Waliyha shouted.

Shit.

This time, I was faster so I was able to snatch the phone away. I quickly switched it off.

"Woah, who's the lucky girl Zain? Gigi? Or maybe that girl, what was her name? Ivy? Iris? Yeah, Iris!"

"No! There's nothing! Shut up. You wanna play? If not then I've got some important work to do."

"Yeah yeah pretty boy. Important work like what?" Waliyha inquired.

"Leave it." I muttered.

I quickly left the room, not wanting any further discussion upon the topic.

Obviously I do not fancy Iris. I've got a girlfriend for God's sake!

Gigi. She's pretty and intelligent and all. And I don't really know why but it still seems that she's not the perfect one.

Or maybe I'm just imagining shit.

But Iris has a boyfriend. That guy she was talking to in the hospital that day.

You need to stop over thinking. Just stop, don't stress. Chill for a while, drink your coffee, watch some television or movie and just relax.

Woah, isn't that way too sweet of you? I smell something wrong.

Shut up, pessimist.

Whatever.

*Poing*

*

Birthday Girl : You free to chat?

Me : Yeah, sure.

Birthday Girl : So, what's up?

Me : Just bored. Are there like any games that we can play over texts?

Birthday Girl : I think I have this game in mind. I mean, I just made that up

Me : Go on.

Birthday Girl : So, do you read?

Me : Not much.

Birthday Girl : Uhm, Do you listen to songs?

Me : A lot.

Birthday Girl : Great. So I'll say, actually, text, the name of a song.

Me : Okay, and?

Birthday Girl : Then you'll text the name of a song starting from the letter from which mine ends.

Me : Sounds cool.

Birthday Girl: Start

Me : I'll start with one of my own songs. Uhm, wait.

*

After a lot of mental debates, I decided to start with iT's YoU. Yeah, I love my own high note in that song.

Self obsessed

Remind me to search Google for 'How do you give your conscience the middle finger?'

Damn you.

*

Me : iT's YoU

Birthday Girl : Uptown Funk

Me : Keep a knockin'

Birthday Girl : Not Afraid

Me : uhm, Don't Let Me Down

Birthday Girl : Night Changes

Me : Stay

Birthday Girl : You & I

Me : You've did quite a bit of research upon me. Listening to my old songs and all. Good girl.

Birthday Girl : No, I didn't!

Me : Protest all you want but I know the truth.

Birthday Girl: The truth won't change.

Me : Whatever

Birthday Girl : ZAYN MALIK? WOW! I THINK YOU'RE HOT

Me : I know ;)

Birthday Girl : NO! Don't you even dare to think anything! That was Violet.

Me : Oh finally. Let me talk to her. Finally I met the Violet James Stine.

Birthday Girl : Hate you :/

Birthday Girl : Hey! You wanted to talk to me?

Me : Yep, thanks a lot :)

Birthday Girl : For what?

Me : Just accept the thanks. I gotta go now. Bye :)

Birthday Girl : Uhm..Okay then, welcome.

Birthday Girl : Bbye :)

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Phew.

That was like 1166 words exactly.

Maybe the longest chapter so far.

Any thoughts or predictions about her birthday on 20th November? Eh?

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