ZAYN'S POV
The sound of laughter filled the living room. It wasn’t ours, though; it was Mr. Bean’s. He was doing that funny laugh of his after he managed to scale through another ridiculous situation on the TV.
Kaiser was lying on his side on the couch, his head resting on his arm, while my Mom sat in her favourite chair, letting out a soft chuckle.
I was sitting on the cold tiled floor, leaning against the couch as I held my History note to my chest. I was supposed to be studying but Kaiser had dragged me down there over an hour ago, and now, I couldn’t take my eyes off the TV.
It was one of those rare nights when everything felt… normal.
We all burst into laughter as Mr. Bean tried to cook spaghetti in his bathtub for a date night, and the sound felt hearty and carefree. But just
