Bad Boi Malik

Isabella is used to going to parties with her friends.
One night at a party, she meets a certain guy who she keeps seeing around her for the rest of the evening.He is revealed to be ZAYN MALIK. A known bad boy - in other words nothing but trouble. She is warned to stay away from him. Yet What happens when something about him pulls her towards him and He just won't give up? read to find out. Maybe he isn't who she thought he was.


2. Dinner

Zayn's P.O.V:


I drove to the supermarket Bella works at near by and bought bread and groceries. As I was about to leave woth the bags, I saw that friend she's always with. He looked up at me - it was clear that he didn't wanna see me more than I wanted to see him.
" Can I help you?" He asked me in a cold tone.
 He had to be polite with costumers right?

" Jake right?" 

" Yeah what can I do for you? " he asked looking bored already. 

" you could stay away from Bella, you spend way too much time with her. " I said out of the blue, my smile faded away.

" I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to pass on this one" he said sarcastically, flashing me a fake smile.

" It's not your choice to make buddy. Stay away or something bad is gonna happen." I said as I clenched my fists trying to control my anger. 

" We'll see what Bella has to say about that." He said with a smirk on his face.

" Don't you dare mention this. I'm going over to her house right now, and if I find out that you told her something-you are gonna get hurt."

" Don't try to pull this one on me. She's sick and didn't come to school. Oh and badboy - you don't scare me." He said confident and sent me a wink.

I decided to mess with his head. That should be an alternative, since Bella wouldn't want me beating the hell out of her feiend
" Yeah, sick okay " I said with a wicked smile on my lips. I saw that his face movements grew angrier.

" She's mine, so back off - if you can't protect her I sure as hell will " I added pissed off and walked over to the car.

" Malik wait." A voice called from behind me.

" what do you want Jake?"

" Protect her from what?" he asked looking really concerned.

" Everyone and everything." I said turning around in an attempt to get in the car.

" What happened to her, Malik?" He asked again looking at me,bhis eyes were full of anger from what I could tell.

" Her ex visited her after you dropped her off at her house yesterday and left a couple of presents on her, mainly on her face." I said clenching my jaw. Remembering how her face looked made me way past angry.

" What did Stan do to her?" He asked in an angry tone. 

" Stan's the name ? Thanks pretty boy. " I said already planning my move. 

" What do you have on mind Malik? You're up to something." He said with a smirk. It seems as he guessed my plan and was happy about it.

" Let's just say he's gonna have company tomorrow morning " I said.

He smiled at me. Weird.
" Look. I don't care about either of us liking each other. When it comes to Bella. Consider me in."

" Don't bother,  she has me." I said irritated, annoyance hinting in my voice.

" Cut the crap. She's my sister Malik. She has no brothers and I've always felt the urge to protect her. If I had seen that bastard he would've had another thing coming. " He said frustrated. I felt relieved in a way. But I didn't know if I could trust him. 

" Fine. How should I contact you?" I asked.
He smiled and wrote down his number.

" Don't talk to her yet, as far as she knows, you still think she's sick. " 

" Yeah yeah " 
I smiled at him and we shook hands.
Hey, maybe the guy isn't that bad. 

I put the bags in the passenger's seat beside me and drove back to Bella's house after buying something for her, hopefully she'll like it.

Bella's P.O.V 
I stood under the steady stream, felt like my skin was burning, I couldn't stop my tears from the severe pain.

Finally, I rapped myself with a towel and went back to my bedroom to get dressed.
I went straight to my closet and picked a blue t-shurt and black jeans.

" Um Bella you might wanna.." 

I looked behind me wide-eyed, mouth open in shock - at Zayn who was sitting at my bed. He hid his face between his hands and was walking to the door.

" OH MY GOD ! ZAYN WHAT THE HELL, GET OUT NOW!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs irritated.

" Yeah okay, I'm out." he was outside the room now, I heard him chuckle before he closed the door behind him. 

I felt uncomfortable - I don't even know him that much. Wait.  I know nothing about him.

I quickly got dressed and was about to go downstairs when my phone rang. It's Darcy.
I pressed the answer button, and regret it when Darcy and Mia started shouting in my ear.
They were worried about me, I hadn't talked to them since that party.

I decided that they deserve to know what happened and told them everything. How Stan beat me up and how Zayn took care of me. Tears fell down my face when I told them. 

They swore at Stan, they felt sorry for me- and I didn't need that. On the other hand They were completely in awe at the Zayn part. They told me how he was cute and to die for because of doing what he did. They don't know what Jake told me about Zayn. And  I didn't want to bring it up now.

Half an hour later I hung up.  They were coming to visit me later today. I could practicaly hear the screams they're gonna shout when they see me. They were really worried about me.

And now that leaves Jake. I can't tell him what Stan did. He hated him for what he did to me six months ago, if he finds out, it'll be the last straw.  

He'll do something stupid and get hurt because of me . And I certainly don't want that.

I washed my face from the tears and went downstairs, silence filled the place.

I walked towards the kitchen and paused half way, my eyes widened with surprise. The dinner table had plates, forks and a vase of flowers. Dazies- my favorite. 

" Um, Zayn?" I called out, he was nowhere to be seen.
" Yeah love,  in here " I heard his attractive voice say.

I walked inside the kitchen and found him turning the stove off and put the food in a big bowl.

His back was facing me, his leather jacket looked stunning on him - and showed his muscles. I was staring when he turned to face me.

" Hey doll - better?" He asked with a cute smile that was to die for. His hair was styled with his normal quiff. He still hasn't shaved though. He looked hot, way too hot.
No, I shook my head from my thoughts.I can't do this to myself. Not again.

" Um, yeah thank you."  I said in a low voice and started looking at my fingertips.
He smiled at me, " good " he said and gave me a wink.
" Let's eat." He added and walked past me towards the table to put the food there. Then he came in front of me and gave me his hand to hold. I hesitantly took it and he walked towards the table with me following behind him.

He pulled out a chair and motioned with his hand - " My lady " he said in a husky voice. I blushed and sat down.
His eyes were light brown. Not a single drop of dark in them.
Ha sat down and put some food in my plate, Macaroni with meatballs and braciole in tomato sauce.

" Um, you didn't have to do this,I thought we'd just order or something. " 

" No, I enjoyed it. It's the first time I've cooked anything - so I hope you like it." he said staring at me with bright eyes.

" from the looks of it, it sure doesn't seem like your first time." I said with a smile and tasted the  tasty looking food in front of me.

" Believe me, it is." He said woth an adorable laugh.

" Seriously? It's delicious, best Macaroni I ever had." I said digging in my plate. Just now I realized how hungry I was.

I hearh him chuckle before he started to eat . " I'm glad you like it Bells, this is for the dinner we never had. You still owe me though." He said smiling and gave me a wink.

" Um Zayn, I don't want to sound rude. I am really thankful for what you did, I am. But I know nothing about you and I'm sitting here eating with you like you were an old friend. It's kinda weird. " I said awkwardly. There's something about him.

He looked at me with almost sad eyes.
" It's alright,  what do you wanna know?" He said looking at me. When I didn't say anything he started . "  I'm Zayn Malik as you may know " he said jokingly with a smile. " 20 years old, living on my own, and work as a mechanic." he said and waited for my response.
I smiled weakly at him.

" Mechanic?" I asked surprised. I could imagine him shirtless laying under a car, sweating.

" How come your parents are never around doll?" he asked me pulling me out of my daydream.

" I don't re-really see them that much. Just at night for a few minutes then I go to sleep. When I wake up they're already at work. " 

He looked at me waiting for me to continue. I had to tell someone to feel better - and Zayn seemed to be interested in listening to what I had to say . . I felt neglected by my parents, but I never brought it up,not even to my best friends.

"I don't really have a strong relationship with my parents. Their first priority is work." I paused taking a deep breath.  " They're the head of two major companies, sometimes it seems to me that I live on my own, that I am responsible for myself. Having a mother to be with me in these situations would help, but she's always busy. So basically I only have my three best friends." 

" I'm sorry dol , I'll always be here if you need anything." He said in a warm voice that sent shivers through my body, and gave me a smile.
To be honest, I felt comfortable talking to him. He didn't seem to be the bad boy everyone thinks he is. 
I smiled back and turned away from his gaze.
" So, it looks like Mia and Harry are getting along pretty well ha?" he asked laughing.

I laughed along " really? she hasn't told me anything. I can't blame her though, I avoided seeing her since Stan.." I immediately stopped myself from saying what I was about to say.

" Stan? Is he that boyfriend of yours?" he asked, his jaw was tense and his eyes were dark again. Suddenly I wasn't so comfortable talking to him anymore. His look scared me, he looked like he did that night by the harbor.

" Ex." I corrected him and started to tear up. I hate when I do that. 

" Hey, don't cry. Wanna tell me about it?" he asked leaning forward touching my cheeks. His eyes were brown this time, it amazed me how he changed his mood so fast.

I shook my head and stayed silent.

" It's okay, maybe some other time." He said smiling his adorable smile. I simply nodded.

I felt weak and fragile around him, so I asked the first thing that came to my mind in order to distract myself. 

" Um, what about..your family ?" I asked hesitantly. 
His eyes turned blank, his smile disappeared and was replaced with a tense jaw again. He looked down and closed his eyes. 

" I'm sorry, it's none of my buisness." We had already finished eating, I was getting up when he grabbed my hand.

" Stay." He said in a low voice. I just sat there looking at his hurtful eyes.

" It's okay, I just don't like to talk about it. I have no family." he said still holding my hand but looking down avoiding my eyes.
I put my hand above his big warm hand, then immediately snapped and pulled away when he looked up at me smiling.

" I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have brought it up." 
I felt sorry for him. To be all alone in this world would be real cruel. I wanted to know where was his family, what happened to them. But I couldn't bring myself to ask him.

" It's fine doll." He said and gave me a weak smile. I was silent for a moment thinking about what he said.

He broke the silence and started to tell me about his job, what he does, about Harry, Whome I asked about for Mia's sake.
We sat there, and didn't pay attention to the time. Laughing and talking for hours.  I told him a bit about Mia, Darcy and Jake. He seemed to tense up whenever he heard Jake's name. But I shrugged it off, not making a big deal out of it.

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