"What should I wear today?" Was a common question. You loved fashion, matching outfits and trying new things out. Since you were a teenager, you loved to show your booty and boobs off. Not in a slutty way of course. To your father's dislike.
Zayn was a very strict father, he didn't allow you to wear whatever you wanted, you had a strict curfew and you were NOT allowed to date anyone. Your mother had tried to talk some sense into him, but he didn't listen. He was a very stubborn man. Protective.
So instead of changing into sexy outfits in your room, you had to change in the car. You didn't want your dad to notice how "bad" of his ideal daughter you were.
Zayn thought that you were an angel, you didn't drink, didn't snog boys... That was what he thought. You were the complete opposite.
You were on your way back from a party, you parked your car and walked towards the front door. It was pretty late so you assumed that the rest of the family was sleeping. But you noticed that you made the biggest mistake of your life, as soon as you opened the door.
"Y/N?" Your dad's voice broke the silence.
"Uhm hi dad" you quickly mumbled.
"What are you wearing?" He asked, his voice filled with sterness.
"Clothes" you quickly answered. Your father raised and eyebrow.
"Don't get smart with me Y/N. You're barely wearing any clothes at all. " he said calmly. You knew that he was getting angry, an angry Zayn was terrifying.
"I'm young, let me wear whatever I want. It's not like anyone would want to look at me when I'm fat and old" (See what I did there? Anyone? No? Okay)
"So this is about attention huh? I'll give you attention" he told you in pure anger.
"Zayn? Y/N what's going on?" Your mother's sweet voice filled the tensed air.
"Y/N here decided to wear slutty clothes because she wants attention, so I told her that I'll give her attention. I'm planning on taking a picture of her and post it on twitter. She'll have horny boys all over her" your father yelled.
"It depends on what picture you're going to post! If you post one when I'm wearing grandma clothes than you don't have to worry. Grandma clothes don't even attract dogs" you snapped. Your father gave you a death glare, if only looks could kill you would be gone a long time ago.
"Y/N watch it" your mother adviced. You rolled your eyes and started to walk upstairs. Suddenly you felt a muscular arm around your waist. Pulling you downstairs again.
"Let me go! Let me fucking go" you shouted angrily.
"Watch your damn attitude. You're on thin ice Y/N. Don't let me snap. If I snap, I'll take your car so you'll have to go by bus every morning. I'll personally throw all your slut clothes away and you won't leave the house until you're twenty five. I ain't even kidding" he explained. The worst part is that he wasn't kidding, he was serious. Drop dead serious.
"Ugh why do you have to be so cruel?" You said, you were getting frustrated.
"I want you to be safe and sound. If anything happened to you I would literally kill myself and you know that darling" he told you. You gave him a smile as he wrapped his arms around you. Your anger was gone as soon as he told you:
"I love you more than life itself"
"And I love you" ❤️

There you goo! I hope you enjoyed it :)
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