Don't Take This the Wrong Way ( A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction)

Alex Rodes, a 19 year old girl who meets Zayn Malik in a local park. They start dating, and Harry as feelings for her. Harry made a mistake and kissed her. Alex gets mixed feelings, but obviously chooses Zayn. They have there ups and downs, but what happens in the end? Find out by reading Don't Take This the Wrong Way.


3. Chapter 3

Zayn's P.O.V.


We arrive at the house, and I take her inside. 

"Boys!" Louis comes running out screaming.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZAYN HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!! LIAM IS ABOUT TO THROW A BOMB!!!!!!!!!" right after that Liam comes in with just his boxers on. He has on a cowboy hat, and he had a fake gun in his hand. He also had fake grenades in a toy belt. I look over at Alex, who looks scarred for life. 

"Guys. I would like you to meet Alex," Liam looks at her and he runs out of the room. I look around.

"Hello Alex, I'm Louis,"

"Hi," Harry walks in and he spots Alex.

"Harry. This is Alex,"

"Are you two dating or something?" Alex just coughed.

"No Harry. Alex and I are not dating,"

"Oh. Well I'm Harry," he winks at her. Oh great. Harry likes her. This is just perfect. Harry always gets the girls. If I like a girl, and Harry likes her too that means I won't get her. Harry and Louis leave the room. Niall is out of town, and I don't know where Liam went. 

"Wanna go to my room?"

"Uh. Sure," she smiles at me. Wow she is gorgeous. I take her upstairs to my room and we both sit on my bed. We soon fall asleep.


~Next Day~

"Wanna watch a movie?"

"Yeah," We both sit back as I start the movie. We aren't even watching it, we are just talking, laughing, and have a good time. 

"Listen Alex,"

"I know. You like me,"

"How'd you know?"

"By the way you're looking at me," I look down and back up to her. I nod my head and she smiles.

"Good, because I like you too,"




Alex's P.O.V.


"Good, because I like you too,"



I look him in the eyes. His eyes are beautiful. He starts to lean in slowly. I grab his face with my hands and pull him into me. We share a long passionate kiss. I eventually move my arms around his neck, and he wraps his arms around my waist. His grip tightens. I know that he doesn't want to let go, but he eventually releases me. Our arms are still in the same position, and our foreheads are pressed against each others. I smile at him. I will never forget this moment. 

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