She's Not Afraid

Sophia Villegas has everything she could ever want. Her life wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great.
Sophia tries to please everyone, even all the people she hates.

Zayn Malik has just gone through a nasty break up, and just wants to forget about it. What happens when he meets someone new at a party, and falls head over heels for her?

Can Zayn get through to Sophia's heart? Or is this love story hopeless?

You'll never know until she falls in love...


15. Only Got Worse


Sophia POV 

I laid a slightly drunken Zayn on our bed. He had a couple drinks and now he's totally out of it. I felt Zayn wrap his arm around my hips making me fall onto his chest. "Baby don't go!" He slurred. I watched as he tried to keep his eyes open but he couldn't. 

"Zayn you need to go to sleep." I tried pulling his arms off, but they just got tighter. Suddenly he flipped us over so he was strandling my waist, his lips inches away from mine.

"How bout we have some fun?" He mumbled against my lips. I felt his hands crawl up my dress, his finger tips lightly brushing away, leaving a tingly sensation throughout my body. 

"Zayn...-" I trailed off. His hand movements getting the better of me. "Stop teasing me." I gave him a hard look, but he ignored it and continued on. 

"And what if I don't stop?" He questioned me, both of his hands going down my back and resting on my bum. I let my hands trail down his hard chest, my fingers reaching the belt loops of his pants. 

I didn't know how to answer Zayn so I kissed him. I felt him squeeze my butt, making me yelp, giving his tongue access to my mouth. I felt him smirk against my lips as he deepened the kiss. 

Zayn pulled away, his lips going to my neck in search for my sweet spot. He left sloppy kisses that only tickled me. Then I felt Zayn flip us back over so I was on top again. 

"Are you tired now?" I mumbled into the crook of his neck. I felt his grip on my hips tighten. "Nope." He mumbled. 

I softly placed kisses on his neck. When I pulled away, Zayn was fast asleep. I smiled as I climbed off of him. 

I carefully changed his clothes into a T-shirt and some shorts. Once I finished I slipped on some boy shorts and a T-shirt. I quickly tucked Zayn in and gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving to get a glass of water. 

I walked into the living room to see the TV was on and Niall was watching it. "Hey Niall." I smiled. Niall turned to me and waved me over. 

"How was your date?" He asked as I sat down beside him. "It was amazing." I gushed. I continued to talk about my date with Zayn, but as I talked, Niall had this weird look on his face.

"Niall, is there something bothering you?" I asked. He looked so sad. He shook his head. "Just a little tired." He laid down on the couch. He patted the space beside him for me and I crawled into the gap. 

I felt his arms wrap around my waist pulling me in. His face in the crook of my neck, his warm breaths softly bouncing off my skin. 

"Goodnight Sophia." Niall mumbled into my ear. "Night Nialler." I muttered as I drifted off into a deep slumber. 


Niall POV 

I woke up feeling strange, but in a good way. I prided my eyes open to be met with the most beautiful face ever. I gently pushed her fringe off her forehead. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her head. My lips trailed down to the side of her face, to her jawline, down her neck. I placed a couple kisses on her neck, her grip on my waist getting tighter. 

My kisses came back up to her face. One on her cheek, another on her chin. My lips hovered over hers. I was merely an inch away. But instead I pressed a kiss to her nose. 

I chicken out. I was to scared. I felt my hands slide up into her shirt, my finger tips lightly brushing at her skin. 

I heard Sophia hum in response. She softly place a kiss on the corner of my mouth. "Zayn, I told you no more teasing." She whined. My body froze. Zayn? She thinks I'm Zayn?

I abruptly pulled away, making me fall off the couch. I quickly got up and ran over to my room locking the door behind me. 

Why do I feel so shitty right now? Why does it feel like someone ripped my heart out? 

I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I climbed into my bed. 

Being in love sucks. 


Sophia POV 

My eyes snapped open the minute I felt the warmth from my body disappear. I looked to my right to see another pillow with someone's head imprint, but there was no sign of a person. 

I could still feel the warmth in my cheeks from the small but amazing kisses that were left there. 

I got up quickly, feeling a rush of dizziness. Once my balance was back, I strolled back to my room, only to be stopped by the mirror in the hall. 

I looked back at my reflection. I let my finger tips glide gently through my tangly hair. But something stopped me. My fingers dropped down to my neck, slightly brushing over the tender skin. When did I get this hickey? 

I don't remember Zayn kissing that rough enough to leave a mark. Then my mind went back to last night. How I left Zayn's room after he fell asleep to get a glass of water. How I fell asleep in Niall's arms on the couch. How I woke up, and vaguely seeing his blond hair, his soft pink lips, his warm hands against me. 

I felt the tears start to build in my eyes. My hand flew up to my mouth to try and control my sobs, but it only got worse when I caught sight of my promise ring.


*one week later*

I grumpily pulled myself out of my bunk on the tour bus. Since Zayn got the okay to go back on tour, we've been on the bus for a couple of days. 

Lately I've been avoiding Zayn. I don't know how to explain what happen between Niall and I, because I don't really know the details. But it's Zayn, and he can tell when something's up. He's been trying to get me to talk, but I can't. I just can't hurt him. 

I pulled my hair up into a ponytail as I strolled into the main part of the bus. I looked around to see Niall sitting at the booths eating breakfast. 

I walked over to him and sat across from him. He looked up and gave me a small smile. Niall still thinks I don't know it was him that was kissing me. He probably thinks I was half asleep, but I saw him, not Zayn. 

"We need to talk." I said, my fingers playing with the grains of sugar that was lightly scattered over the table. 

Niall raised a brow. "Bout?" He asked whilst stuffing another spoonful of cereal into his mouth. 

"Can you be honest with me? I need you to tell me the truth when I ask you this." I explained, my nerves taking over. Niall took in his bottom lip with his teeth, nodding his head for me to continue. 

I took in a shaky breath, my knee bouncing up and down under the table. Niall ran his fingers through his hair, the ends falling over his icy blue eyes. 

"It was you, wasn't it?" Niall blinked a couple times in confusion. "What do you mean?" His head dropped as he asked. 

"Niall, it was you. You're the one who held me. You're the one who kissed me." I spoke quietly. Niall locked eyes with me. "Does Zayn know?" He asked. I shook my head. 

"Good." Niall slipped out of the booth carrying his bowl to the sink. I furrowed my brows as I stood up. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked pulling Niall back. 

"It means that what I did was a mistake. It was never supposed to happen, so just forget about it."

I felt my stomach drop. "So you regret it?" I whispered. Niall shook his head. "No, but it was a mistake. I'm not gonna ruin your relationship with Zayn." Niall tried to walk away but I pulled him back. "Niall don't you see that it's already ruined? I can't look at Zayn without feeling guilty. Nothing is the same." I felt my tears start to fall. Niall tried to comfort me. "Sophia, please stop crying. Please just stop, I hate it when you cry." Niall lifted my chin up and wiped the tears away. 

"But- w-what if Zayn finds o-out?" I said through messy sobs. 

"Sophia please-I don't know what to do-" Niall pressed his lips to mine. Was I really doing this? Was I really going through with this? Why did Niall's kiss make me feel better? Why was I liking it? Why was I letting this happen?

"Niall, stop. This isn't right." I pushed my hands on his chest. "Then why does it feel so right?" He mumbled. I shook my head. "I need to tell Zayn. He deserves to know the truth." You could see the fear in Niall's eyes. 

"You can't tell him. He'll kill me. Do you want that?" I shook my head. "Stop making me feel guilty. This is your fault Niall, no one else's." 

Niall chuckled darkly. "My fault? You kissed me back. This isn't entirely my fault." 

I collapsed on the couch, my head in my hands, tears streaming down my face. I felt Niall sit beside me, his hand drawing circles on my back to calm me down. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You're right if you want to tell Zayn the truth. I shouldn't stop you." 

I bit down on my lip, my tears falling at a rapid pace. "I just don't know what to do anymore."


Zayn POV 

I looked down at a picture on my phone of Sophia and I. We were holding hands walking down the street. She looked so happy. She was talking and laughing like she used to. 

I looked up from my phone to see our makeup artist, Lou doing Sophia's makeup for the concert tonight.

We haven't been talking lately and I don't know why. I thought everything was going great between us. 

Once Lou was done with her makeup, she left. I took this as my chance to go over to the door and lock it. Sophia gave me a weird look, but I ignored it. 

"Zayn what are you doing?" She asked me as she got up to look through her rack of clothes. 

"We need to talk." I stepped closer to her. I rested my hands on her waist making her jump. "Are you alright?" I asked surprised that she reacted like that. 

She turned around in my grip and rested her head on my chest. "Zayn I'm fine." She gave my waist a small squeeze, her eyes boring into mine. 

"Then if your fine, why won't you talk to me?" I cupped her face in my hands, my eyes searching for the truth. 

She let a irritated sigh out as she pulled away from me. "Why do you always assume that something's wrong if we don't talk?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest. 

"Because, we always used to talk. What happened to us?" I pressed. She shook her head. "There's nothing wrong with us." She muttered. 

I looked down at the promise ring I gave her. "I promised you that I'd never lie to you, so you can trust me. Why can't you do the same?" I stepped closer to her.

"I am doing the same! Why do you think there's something wrong?" She cried. I shook my head. "I just-" I let my head drop. "I don't know." Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe there's nothing wrong. 

Sophia placed her hand on my shoulder rubbing it slightly. "Zayn there's nothing wrong, okay? We're fine." She placed a lingering kiss ony cheek. I wrapped my arms around her. 

"I love you so much." She whispered. 


Sophia POV

"So put your arms around me baby
We're tearing up the town
'Cause that's just how we do." I sang as I danced around the stage. 

I finished the song and quickly walked off the stage to get changed for last song. 

"You did great out there Sophia!" Marcus said as he handed me a water bottle. I took a large swing and then thanked him. 

"Alright you got five minutes." I nodded. I changed into a dress and got my hair tide up into a pony. 

I walked to the entrance to the stage. I felt a sudden rush of nervousness. I took a couple deep breaths and grabbed my guitar that was waiting beside me. 

"Good luck." I turned around to see Zayn smiling down on me. "I'll be in the audience." He whispered as he kissed my cheek. I nodded my head as I watched him disappear into the crowd. 

I walked onto the stage, the fans screaming the second they spotted me. I gave them a small wave as I sat down on my stool. 

"Hey guys!" I waved as I spoke. They all waved back. Flashes of cameras blinded me, but it didn't bother me. 

"So I'm gonna do a cover. I really love this song and I thought it would be fun if a played it for you guys. Alright here goes."

I played the first few chords of the song, my head snapping up to see the boys standing in the front row in disguises. My eyes landed on Zayn's and he gave me a thumbs up. 

"Don't try to make me stay, or ask if I'm okay, I don't have the answer.
Don't make me stay the night, or ask if I'm alright, I don't have the answer."

I looked up to the crowd, everyone waving their phones around to the beat. 

"Heartache doesn't last forever, I'll say I'm fine. Midnight ain't no time for laughing, when you say goodbye."

I could feel Zayn's eyes burning holes into my face. I hadn't told him I was gonna sing Irresistible yet. 

"It makes your lips so kissable and your kiss unmissable. Your fingertips so touchable and your eyes irresistible." I looked up to Zayn. He had a small smile on his face. 

"I've tried to ask myself, should I see someone else? I wish I knew the answer." My eyes landed onto Niall's. He gave me a nodded making me blush. I noticed Zayn looking at Niall with a look like "what the hell?" which made me drop my head in embarrassment. 

I continued to strum my guitar, the lyrics of the song flowing freely from my mouth.

"But I know, if I go now, if I leave, then I'm on my own tonight. Never know the answer." 

I got off my chair and put my guitar down. I grabbed the mic and started to sing. 

"Midnight doesn't last forever. Dark turns to light. Heartache flips my world around. I'm falling down, down, down, that's why."

I got the audience to sing along with me. I looked back to Zayn. He was waving his phone around. 

"It makes your lips so kissable and your kiss unmissable. Your fingertips so touchable. And your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, irresistible."

I waved to the crowd and walked off the stage. 

"That was amazing." I turned to see Niall smiling. I smiled and gave him a hug. "Thanks."


Zayn POV 

I securely wrapped my arms around Sophia's waist as we slow danced under the shining lights of the dance floor. 

"You did great tonight." She spoke, a smile creeping onto her face. I grinned down on her. "Yea, but your the one who stole the show. Why'd you pick that song?" I asked curiously. 

Her smile slowly faded away. "No reason. Just thought it was a nice song." She rested her head in the crook of my neck, her lips inches away from me. 

"I still think you did great." I whispered. We danced a little more until we decided to find the rest of the boys. 

"Hey guys." I said as I sat down in the VIP section beside Harry. I pulled Sophia onto my lap since there was little room. 

"Having fun?" Harry asked with a wink. Sophia lightly laughed whilst I gave Harry my most nastiest glare. Harry put his hands up telling me it was a joke. 

"I have to go to the washroom." I mumbled into Sophia's ear. She nodded her head and got up. "Be back in a sec." I told her while running off. 

Sophia POV

I nervously bounced my knee up and down as I patiently waited for Zayn to come back. I scanned my surroundings, not really in the mood for any crazy clubbing. 

As I looked down at my silver shoes I was suddenly brought out from my trance to see Niall standing in front of me.

"Wanna dance?" I chewed on my lip, contemplating whether I should dance or not. 

"Niall. I don't think that's such a great idea." I told him truthfully. Niall sighed as he squished himself beside me on the couch. He draped an arm around my shoulder, his blue eyes piercing into mine. 

"So you gonna tell me why you really picked that song?" Niall mumbled close to my ear. I bit down on my lip. His voice sounded so sexy. Oh god. What am I thinking? 

I turned to look at him and shrugged my shoulders. "No reason."

Niall laughed. "There has to be a reason. You can't just sing that song like the way you did tonight." I felt his hand run down my bare back, his eyes never breaking contact with mine. 

"Niall I- " I got cut off by Niall's lips. It wasn't a messy make out, it was a sweet peck. 

I pulled away wide-eyed. "Niall, I told you we can't do this anymore." I tried to get up, but he held me by my waist. 

"But Sophia, it feels so right. How can you not see that?" I put my hands against Niall's chest and pushed him away. "No you don't understand that I only love Zayn." 

I suddenly felt everyone's eyes on us. I looked around the club to see all the boys including Zayn staring at us. Zayn looked down at us, his eyes filling up with tears. "Zayn I can expla-" Zayn shook his head. "No need to." He spoke, his voice cracking with every word. He turned around and stormed out of the club. 

I turned to Niall. He had a look of regret written all over his face. I could feel my eyes start to burn. 

I quickly got up ready to go find Zayn and apologize when Liam pulled me back. "Give him sometime to cool off. He looked really pissed." That's when I broke down. "Liam what am I going to do?" Liam pulled me into a hug, his arms wrapped securely around my waist. This was usually Niall who comforted me whenever I was in a situation with Zayn. 

"Just give him some time he'll come around. He loves you remember."  


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