Awaiting for me was the absolute menace of our family. You might think Alex is the bad boy, but worse is Dan and no one ever wants to come his way.

Nor his room.

Throwing the purse on the bed of his, I begin.

"Dan, my girl days are almost here. Fuck off." I say as politely as possible about that situation. The hormones were starting to kick in, making me irritated and agitated at everything available to be angered on.

"Aw, but I can't wait until your days finish! I want you now!"

That's the con.

Dan always gets what he wants but the thing is that we have been under the same roof for almost a year and a half now so let's face it. I have been habituated to their shit for more than a year to recover from their nagging and boasting.

They often agree upon whose ding-dong is longer or thicker. They shamelessly ask me for opinions because I have 'personal experience' with them after all.

One word: Ew.

"Dan, I'm being serious," I say as I watch the smile being washed off his face. "At least a blow?"

"Today is Louis' day. Why are you asking me?"

"Next week I'm going to the camp, so I'm not available and everyone will snatch you away from me. You know how it is." Of course. If one is not available, the next shall take the line until they have my consent that day.

At least they're respectful of that from me.

"Fine. Just one head." I say and watch the smile grow back on his charmingly handsome face.
He too was almost Louis' height but Louis was just the manly man I've ever seen wearing on anyone. He is way too handsome than anyone else.

Well.

Zayn remains untouched at the face card. It never declines.

"Cross it over. Hump me if possible." That sounded more like an order from him and I immediately shake my head as a no.

"Miss me how much ever I want but I'm way too tired today. I met Darla too, ugh." I say as he chuckles before saying something which breaks my heart.

"I can't miss you, baby girl. I'll only miss your body." He says. Gulping sadly, the awkward air tubulates decreasingly as he gets up to sit on the edge of the bed, coming towards me to hold my hands but I move away.

"Hey. I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry." He says but I was already red with fresh tears forming at the corner of my eyes, ready to be shed.

"It's fine. All you ever wanted is my body, that's it. Not just you but the rest of you all too. I'll- I'll go sleep. Goodnight." Announcing, I walk away only for him to cover himself with the robe and follow me like a sheep to my bedroom.

"A kiss, at least?" He asks but I have been crying, concerning Alex who just came back from his movie night with his friends.

"Dan I'm not in the mood-"

"I meant this." He quickly grabs my face and places a soft, gentle like the sun rays kissing my face on a beach date, he kisses my forehead as I look up into his orbs.

"Sleep tight, okay? I'm sorry again."

"It's fine." Finding the courage to forgive him, I walk in and close the door with a soft click before saying, "I'm not hungry. You guys can have your dinner." Saying that I plop into my sheets and sleep without doing my night routine.

That results in a tired morning on Sunday, I wake up with spots of red on my dress and also all over the sheets, I curse loudly.

Just so happens that the sheets are pure white silk and my peach dress is my favorite.

"Fuck! Out of the whole day long, at night! Curse my life!" Quickly and briskly walking towards the bathroom I wash everything before removing every single clothing and taking a warm shower under the shower head. I couldn't do my hair day too because I didn't have the patience to dry it up.

The bathroom door was open and I see someone entering without notice.

"Oh shoot-"

"You okay?" It was Zayn in his baby blue pajamas. His tousled hair was all over his face and his cute rectangle glasses sitting on his nose.

This guy right here was never greedy with me unlike the other four. He respected my decisions and I found it too easy to open up to him with all my secrets. It was almost safe to assume that if you wanna know about me, you can ask Zayn.
"I'm okay," I say softly as I begin rinsing my body with the loofah.

"Should I help?" He asks softly as I hum.

"My back please," I asked him because he is a good massager too. He is way too gentle like a prince with manners and all.

"Sure." He says and rolls his sleeves off his legs and hands up. He takes the loofah from my hand and pours a little more of the body wash and begins his magic on his back.

Relaxing under his touch, he starts conversing with me about last night.

"Hey, I've heard you got mad at Dan for what he said."

"Yeah," I answer shortly. My mood was going downhill again.

"Are you alright? I mean, you know how Dan never has a filter on his mouth? We always will and should be respecting you. You're our princess after all."

"Thank you, Z. You're the best."

"I know." Kissing my hair even if it is covered with the shower cap, he begins to leave after helping me out and I smile at him softly.

A while later, I find myself sleeping on a naked mattress and did not realize that the time is almost 12.

The concerned step-brothers of mine were waiting for me to get out as they had a little plan to execute.