Hate That I Love You

He made my life a living hell, calling me ugly and worthless everyday, 2 years later, I'm the top spy. And out of all the other 6 billion people in the world, I have to protect my bully, Zayn Malik.


2. Chapter 2

Karston put her hair up in a high ponytail, an unbuttoned plaid shirt, a black sleeveless shirt, black leather skinny jeans and black combat boots. She was meeting the boys today. She hopped into her Lamborgini that her agency provided her, and drove to Starbucks

"You must be Karston, I'm Paul, the boys' bodyguard," a buff man said, shaking Karston's hand.She smiled as he led her to the booth at the end of the shop.

- Zayn's POV -

My jaw hung slack against seeing the brunette infront of me. Her brunette ringlets were in a high ponytail, a few curls let to frame her face, her body in curves at the right places, beautiful tanned skin, honey golden eyes.. 

"Boys, this is Karston McCallister," Paul said. My eyes grew bigger. Karston McCallister? The one that I-?

"Hey," her sulty, smooth voice said, her strawberry red lips curved into a smile. 

"Hello love," Harry said, smiling fliratiously, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. She didn't blush, but she just nodded. Louis stood up and what he did next didn't shock me.

"HELLO I'M LOUIS THE TOMMO TOMLINSON!" Louis screeched. She flinched at his loudness, but smiled never the less.

"Sorry about him. I'm Liam," the wolverhampton boy said, pulling her in for a hug. 

"I'm Niall, and i'm irish," the irish boy said. Karston smiled again.

"I'm Zayn," I spoke quietly. Her eyes travelled to me and a flash of hatred flew threw her eyes.

"Of course," she said coldly. The boys looked at me, weirdly.

"Right so, anyway. Karston, or Agent 43, will be protecting you," Paul said. Harry and Louis burst out laughing.

"A-A girl?" Harry stammered. And in a flash, he was against the wall, a knife on his sleeve, pinning him. Karston raised an eyebrow. 

"You were saying?" she asked, chuckling slightly. Harry flashed a look off horror. 

"Oh shit," Louis said, wide eyed. 

"Still don't think I can protect you?" Karston asked. We shook our heads.

"Okay anyway, Karston will be following you boys on tour. And will be in charge of you when I'm not there," Paul said.

Well, shit.


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