wake up babe, I know it's too early but I'm taking you out

don't worry about telling your mum I've already told her everything

your mum is so lovely, you're lucky to have her. Anyway! Get up, before I'll drag your ass out of bed

it's going to be a big day

Zayn groaned and threw his other pillow over his head, trying to go back to sleep.

He's convincing himself to just go back to sleep and forget that his phone was vibrating rapidly signalling that he had received messages.

There was no point checking it anyway, he knew too well that it was going to be Liam. No one texts him almost everyday other than Liam.

He sighed, not moving in his comfortable position and stayed still, not wanting to or bothering to move.

His phone vibrated again, making him grunt in annoyance.

pack a bag, taking you somewhere absolutely awesome. So better hurry, you've got 2 hours.

Zayn threw the pillow aside that was covering his whole face and stretched his arm, reaching for his phone on the nightstand.

He lifted his head up, propping in his right elbow and squinted his eyes, hissing at the brightness. He groaned again and turned the brightness down, unlocking his phone and checked the messages from Liam.

He didn't bother to read all of them, his eyes caught the last message, wondering where Liam was going to take him this time.

Spending time with Liam at the penthouse was a great time he had to admit, he had to admit that it was nice spending time with Liam and slightly getting to know him better.

Liam has proven Zayn quite a bit which Zayn knew Liam would pull it easy because he knew that Liam was a sweet and cheesy as fuck person.

He yawned, not bothering to reply to Liam and set his phone back down, throwing his arms up and yawned as he stretches, making an inhuman sound loudly.

He laid back down for a few minutes, just resting his eyes, almost falling back asleep until there was a knock on his bedroom door.

"Honey? Are you up yet?" Trisha's delicate voice spoke, her fist slightly banging against the door.

"Yeah, just a tad. Why?" Zayn replied, eyes still closed.

"Can I come in, if that's okay?" Her soft voice asked, waiting for Zayn to reply.

Zayn opened his eyes, rubbing them as he slowly sat up and leaned his back against the headboard of his bed.

"Yeah, mum. Come in, it's fine."

The door slowly opened, revealing Trisha's petite figure. She stepped in, leaving the door slightly open. She tsk and walks towards the windows to open the curtains and blinds.

Zayn blocked his eyes from the brightness and hissed loudly, grunting. "Mum!" He whined, blinking so his eyes could adjust to the brightness.

Trisha shook her head and opened two windows, so fresh air could come and freshen up the room. His son was literally a vampire when it comes to waking up this early (11am) - not even early for normal people.

"Get up, Liam is coming to pick you up in less than two hours." Trisha looked around his son's room, shaking her head in disapproval of how much of a mess his room is.

She picked up his dirty clothes and placed them into the laundry basket in his bathroom, rolling her eyes as she picks up his dirty socks and throws them in the basket.

"Before you go, clean your room or else you won't be going to Di- the date." Trisha saved herself, making a face. Luckily that her back was facing Zayn so he couldn't see her facial expression.

Zayn cocked an eyebrow and frowned in confusion. He shrugged and decided to get up. "I'm not keen on going wherever he's taking me anyway." He shrugged again, knowing to himself that he's lying.

He knows that he was curious and quite excited where Liam is taking him this time.

Trisha turned around and looked up at him with an eyebrow raised and soft narrowing eyes.

"Liar liar, pants on fire! We all know that you have a wee crush on Mr. Liam Payne." She teased, poking her son's chest with her index finger, her eyebrows moving in unison.

Zayn blushed and swat his mum's finger away which he earned a teasing stern look from her.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. Not saying a word because he wasn't really in the mood, I mean he can't confirm it and deny it either.

He wasn't sure what his feelings were, he was beyond confused. He's not too sure whether he likes Liam the way Liam likes him yet.

Trisha cooed, noticing the tinted pink cheeks on his son's face and pinched his cheeks. "My baby is all grown up, having a crush and all." She giggled, tease in her voice.

"Mum!" Zayn whined and groaned, pouting.

She leaned and kissed his forehead sweetly, smiling and slowly letting go of his cheeks. "He's handsome anyway, I don't blame you. He's everything you're looking for, don't let him go. I like him, promise me yeah?"

Zayn furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his mum, frowning. "No promises mum, relationships nowadays never last."

She shook her head, "tsk tsk, I know that you and Liam will last. I can just feel it, it's just like me and your father." She smiled and patted his bare shoulder.

"And plus he's rich, he got moneeeeyyy!" Trisha beamed, dancing and gave Zayn a playful wink. "Show him what your mummy gave you." She winked at him again before leaving, shutting the door behind her.

Zayn shook his head and laughed, smiling at how amazing his mum is. He walked into his bathroom, turning on the shower and smiled.

He let out a laugh about what his mum had just said before and repeated her words.

"He got money." He repeated the words from his mum, with a smile across his, looking at his reflection in the mirror.

Have you seen this video of the lady saying 'he got money' oh my god, it's hilarious. Just had to add it in here 😂 I like this chapter because it shows how Trisha and Zayn are, they are goals.