One Direction: Zayn Version

Aurora is a new kid at school. When she meets Zayn Malik, soon going to the X Factor, she developes feelings for him! What will happen as these two friends develop strong feelings for each other and neither one of them knows the other likes them? Will Zayn or Aurora tell each other or will one of them chicken out? Will they ever get to be with eachother like they want to be? Or will someone get in the way? Find out by reading!

This fanfiction starts before the boys are famous but are about to go to the X Factor auditions! Enjoy!


11. Troubles

Aurora's POV

"Zayn?" I asked.

No one answered me. I walked down the stair at his house and looked around.

"Zayn?" I said louder and a little scared.

I heard a thud and a giggle. I walked to the direction the noise was coming from. I reached a door and put my ear to it. Harry and someone were making out. Ok, that's normal, I think. I walk away and go beck upstairs. I walk into Zayn's room and look around.

"Zayn?" I say again.

I was getting scared now. I grabbed my phone and called him. No one answered and I was scared. What's going on? I put on a short black skirt and a long sleeve black and white striped shirt. I grab my black sparkly Toms and get my car keys. I get in the car and saw a note. '2226 River Bend Lane' That's a bowling alley, and this is Zayn's handwriting. So I turned the car on and went to the address. I parked and started to walk into the bowling alley when some girls came out.

"Oh my gosh, did you see Zayn making out with that girl? He was all over her! Whoops, is that his girlfriend Aurora?!" A brunette said.

I ran inside and before my eyes was Zayn, kissing Perrie. My heart shattered as I ran out of the bowling alley crying. I got in my car and drove, I drove anywhere and everywhere just to find a place to never be found. Where am I? I was driving through an unknown place in woods. A cabin came into view and there were no lights on or any signs of life. Still crying I got out of the car and ran inside not knowing anything. I opened the door and I was confused. It was a club. Yet there were no cars outside. They must be parked in the back. I whipped my tears away and looked around, it was busy. And the music was really loud. No one looked familiar so I was good. Since this was a club I kind of felt bad, I didn't have a dress on. I went up to the bar man.

"Hey there, what's a pretty girl like doing here? And without proper attire?" He asked.

"I never knew this place existed. I was just driving around."

"At 12:00 midnight? Why?"

"My boyfriend."

"Oh. Well, if you go down this hall and the first door on the left you can ask for something to wear in here."

"Ok, thank you."

He nodded and I walked to where he had directed me to. I walked in to the room and there were dozens of dresses.

"May I help you?" A brown headed guy asked me.

"I'm looking for a dress to wear, the bar man said to come back here." I said.

"He did?"

"Yes sir."

"Well, it will cost for a dress." He said.

"How much?"

"We only take American money."

"I have American money. How much?"


I pulled out the money and gave it to him. After that he went and grabbed some dresses for me to try on. A red sparkly dress, a bright blue, and a green dress. They were all really short dresses.

"Where's the changing room?" I asked.

"This way."

I followed him back to a room and I tried them all on. I ended up wearing the red sparkly dress. It was fashioned so my sides were showing but it looked the best. I stepped out of the room and into the room where he was.

"You can't wear those shoes with that dress. I'll let you have some heels for $20 in American dollars."


I gave him a $20 and he gave me black stiletto boots and fishnet tights. I put them on and looked in a mirror. Lastly I grabbed my other clothes and put my necklace on.

"Thanks." I said.


"Do I need to bring this dress back?" I asked.

"No, you payed for it all, so you get to keep it."

"Thanks again." I said.

He nodded and I left the room. I got to say, I probably looked ridiculous. But I was mad at Zayn so I didn't care. I went to the bar man and just sat down.

"That's better." He said.

"Yeah. I guess." I said.

"Well, I get off in 5 you wanna dance?"

"Um, I don't know."

"Come on! You come to a club and don't dance? That's just bad." He gave me a sour look.

"Fine, one dance." I said.

He smiled and went to serve some other people and came back. He slid over the counter and ordered a drink for us.

"Thanks." I said.

"Any time babe."

"I'm not your babe."

"But your mad at your boyfriend. Let me at least call you babe." He said.

"Fine." I said.

Another bar man came up to us and gave us out drinks. After that we danced for a few songs. And a slow song came on. Zayn and I danced to this song at a middle school dance, it was my fist dance. I started to tear up. But the guy whipped my tear away.

"I don't even know your name." I said.

"Jake." He said.


"What about yours?"

I didn't want to say my real name so I made up one.


"It's a pretty name."


We slow danced and I was getting tired.

"I got to go." I said.

"Can I take you home?"

"No, my boyfriend may get suspicious. Plus I don't want anyone to know about this." I said.

"Ok babe. Drive safe. Come back soon." He smiled.

I smiled and walked out of the club and checked my clock, 5:00 a.m.. I didn't want to go back to Zayn's. I started to think about earlier when I found him and Perrie. I started to cry and drove away from the club and went deeper into the woods. I yawned and was still crying. I lost control of the car and crashed.

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