Mia's POV:
It took me a few moments to understand what he was on about. I laughed. “Hop in.” I opened the back door for him.
“You even have a driver.” He noted, getting in. I slid in after him. “Who exactly are you?”
“Like I said,” I grinned, “I work for the Triplets.”
“If you tell me that you work for some secret government organization, I'll believe it. I swear.” Zayn said. He was out of character.
Maybe it was school or the adrenaline of the fight but, I liked chatty Zayn. Chatty Zayn is fun.
I chuckled. “I wish,” I replied.
We were closer to his house now and it was time for me to strike a deal. “If you manage to go to school for one week straight, you've got the job,” I said. Terry pulled over just before his house.
“That wasn't the deal,” he said. “I'll be going back to work,
