Chapter 32 [Sheets]

Leaning on the bed where I sat with his hands on each side of me with a sly smirk.

"Right.. but Benjamin sent us on a task remember?" I hum playing witWalking out of my room with a loud yawn I'm met with dad fixing his tie. His eyes traced up to where I stood on the stairs staring down at him.

"You're home? When did you get home?" Placing my palm flat on my tummy under my shirt I begin to rub my skin and scratch.

"Last night, I didn't want to wake you guys" Another yawn escaped my mouth.

"Okay but I can't make you breakfast now cos I have a job interview" Dad shrugs motioning to his attire. I'm genuinely happy for him, he doesn't show it but he's been feeling bad about leaving all the family expenses to mum even though she makes more than enough.

"Sure! Good luck!" He nods firmly waving at me before leaving through the front door.

"He's gone" I whisper and Zayn comes out from his hiding spot right next to my room door where dad's gaze couldn't reach from down there.