Stole My Heart

Krista Transfers from America to England for her senior year in high school (I know pretty lame parents) and then she was supposed to come back home. But, what if she were to meet a boy who would steal her heart and she ditches going home to stay with him?


13. Back to Zayn


I started to walk to Zayn's house to apologize. On my way, it started to rain.

"Shiiit!" I yelled. I ran all the way but slipped about two houses down.

"Fuck!" I yelled this time. From my waist down, I was covered in mud. My hair was soaking wet. I started to cry because I did not look presentable but I didn't care. I walked up to Zayn's door and rang the door bell. Zayn opened the door and his eyes were red. You could tell he'd been cry.

"Krista?" He sniffled.

"Zayny?" I said.

"What? Y-you came back?" He said.

"Yeah baby. I did." I said more cheerful.

"Did you go swimming in the mud?" He asked.

"No. It was raining and I slipped." I shivered.

"Aw. You must be freezing. Come in." He said. He closed the door and led me upstairs. He started a shower for me. I got undressed and let the hot water slide down me. When I stepped out I found Zayn's cologne. I opened it and smelled inside.

"Oh." I said.

"So this is what makes Zayn smell so good."

 I walked out and on the bed there was a pair of grey sweats and a plain black shirt. On top of them was a note that said,

 Here are some clothes to change into Love. I am so so so so so sorry. I should have never yelled at you. Who needs a stupid phone anyway?

                                                            - Zayn

Why does he have to call me Love? He knows it tramutizes me. He does it on purpose. I love him so much. I quickly put on the clothes and head downstairs. I smelled something really good. I walked into the kitchen and saw Zayn making some chili. He didn't see me yet so I snuck behind him and hugged him from the back.

"Why did you come back?" He asked. I walked to the front of him.

"Because I realized I loved you instead." I said kissing him on the forehead.

"Me too." He said. He got two bowls and scooped some chili into it and brought it to the table. I grabbed some spoons. (Ha ha Liam)

   We sat down across from each other and ate silently. I finally broke the silence.

" So what did you do while you were ignoring me?" I asked.

"Can we please not talk about that anymore?!" Zayn yelled.

"I just wanted to know." I mumbled.

"What?! No, no. I shouldn't be yelling at you. I'm sorry babe." Zayn said heartfully.

"Stop apologizing hon." I said.

"Come on. Let's go watch TV so it isn't awkward anymore." Zayn suggested.

"'Kay!" I said as I chugged down my chili. We walked to the TV and Zayn put a disc in.

"What are we watching?" I asked.

"You'll see." Zayn said. He sat back down and the movie he put in was paused so he played it. It was the Austin Powers movie we didn't finished and it was paused on the exact same place we stopped it. I started to cry a bit.

"What's wrong Kris?" Zayn asked.

"It's just that you waited for me to come back to finish the movie. You really do love me." I said.

"Or I just didn't feel like watching it." Zayn said.

"Don't ruin the momet Zayn!" I said as I threw a pillow at his face.

"Kidding!" Zayn said with his hands sheilding his face.

"I love you!" I said and passionatly kissed Zayn on the lips.

"Me too." He said when we broke apart. We finished the movie and I snuggled up to Zayn as ussual. This is how it's meant to be I thought to myself. By the credits, it was 12:00 and I was falling asleep.

"Aww! My poor baby's tired!' Zayn said like a baby.

"Yeeeeaaaahh!" I yawned. Zayn picked me up bridal style and brought my upstairs. He nuzzled my nose on the way up. He brought me into his room and gently layed me on the bed. He kissed my forehead and whispered,

"Goodnight." He started to walk out of the room.

"Zayn?" I asked.

"Yeah Lo-Babe?" He asked.

"C-can you stay here with me maybe?" I asked.

"Of course." He said and jumped in the bed.

"Thank you." I said while I rolled over and closed my eyes. Zayn rolled on his side so his chest was against my back and put his arm around my waist.

"I love you. Thank you for coming back." Zayn whispered into my ear. I decided to be funny so I said,

"It was a take it or leave it moment." I joked.

"Not fuuuunnny." Zayn yawned as he leaned over to turn off the lamp. Then we both fell into a deep sleep. When I wake up, on the nightstand is a plate with pancakes spelling out my name and a note that says:

     Morning babe. Here is a treat for my sweetie. Had to go to work sorry. See you at 3:00

                                                                                      - Zayn <3

   Zayn has a job? I never knew that. I guess he has to to pay for this house. I wonder how he has this house. He is only 17. I just picked up my food and went downstairs to eat. I turned on the TV and watched "Spongebob." When I finished eating, I got my clothes out of the wash and put them on. I wrote a not for Zayn saying that I went home to get dressed and go shopping. I also thanked him for the pancakes. When I finished, I locked the door and started to walk home. When I was about halfway to my house, a pick up truck came by. When it got to me it stopped. The boy driving the car rolled down the window and said,

"Hey, aren't you Zayn's girlfriend? Krista right?" The boy asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked.

"Walking home." I answered.

"Do you want a lift?" He asked.

"Uhh?" I said.

"Don't worry. I'm Zayn's friend. I won't rape you, Promise." He joked.

"Sure." I said and went around to the other side and hopped in.

"I'm Harry." The boy said.

"Harry Styles."

"Ahh! You're the boy that congratulated me for dissing Sarah." I said.

"Oh yeah! That was me wasn't it?"

"And you were flirting with me." I said.

"Sorry. Habitat. I probably didn't mean it since you were with Zayn. Sorry again Love." He apologized. Oh my gosh! Every guy with a cute accent says Love!

"So where do you live?" Harry asked.

"Oak Street. 14839." I responded.

"Rule number one. Never give you adress to a stranger. He may stalk you." Harry said in a deep voice.

"Stooop!" I said.

"And how would you be able to bring me home if you didn't know where I lived?" I asked.

"No tests." Harry said. When we stopped at my house, I got out.

"You know what Styles?" I asked.

"Wha?" He said.

"You aren't bad. Not bad." I said.

"Well thank you." He said and did a hair flip.

"No. Thank you for driving me home." I said.

"No prob." Harry said and drove off. Harry Styles? I thought to myself. That sounds like a singers names I thought and walked up to me house.


A/N: So do you guys like this new chapter? If you guys don't like that Krista and Zayn got back together please comment. Tell me what YOU think should have really happened. Thanks! Peace Homeis :) *Live long and stay strong*

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