I was sitting in Zayn's car resting on his shoulder while his head was on mine and I felt perfect and completely at ease and then I started to think of what we had just done, I missed 3 lesson's for a kiss and was probably getting into serious trouble with the headmaster tomorrow, something I thought wouldn’t happen, I wasn't like this, this person wasn't me, but was this person a happier me?, I was happy with Zayn, happier than I’ve been in a long time and something about getting in trouble today made me want to do it, I liked the rush it give me.


11. why Zayn lives alone

We walked into her house and her parents were standing in the hall with a look of disgust on their face's, I ignored it and followed Kat to her room so she could get her stuff

"so this is why you changed" I heard her dad yell at us

"your pathetic don't come back" her mum shouted into

Kat crawled into a ball and lay on my lap while tears spilled through her eyes

"I'm sorry" I told her

"Why are you sorry?" she asked me confused

"Because if I didn't fall in love with you this would never have happened" I told her kissing her head

Its not your fault, can we got now?" she asked and I nodded while taking her stuff and walking her outside, her parents were there, her dad slapped her across the face and I stood there with my jaw opened as she cried out in pain and more tears escaped her eyes, I ran up and slapped her father for slapping her, he stood there shocked and then he hit me back, we got into a fist fight while Kat tried to pull my arms off him

when she finally got me off him I spat at him and then drove Kat to her new home

"Zayn, why do you live alone?" she asked me when we had gotten inside and sitting on the living room sofa, i closed my eyes took a deep breath and answered

"my parents kicked me out" I said sighing

"Why?" she asked again

"My sister had a fight with her boyfriend, he hit her like your father did and I reacted in the same way, my mother didn't like that side of me, the bad boy side and she kicked me out when I was 15, she wouldn't have done it but my sister started shouting at me for hitting him, she didn't think I should have, but I had to, no man should ever hit a girl" I said while a tear escaped my eye as I remembered my sister's face when she was hit

"Is that why you are a bad boy?" she asked interested

"I always was, I just knew when to control myself, I don't care now" I smiled at her "

"Oh" she said dropping the subject and kissing me

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