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.


19. Maybe

Bella slowly walked over to stand in front of Zayn, an uncomfortable silence surrounding them. He sat down on the couch and looked at her, motioning for her to sit next to him.
She simply crossed her arms around her chest and sat on the couch next to him. Once she was seated, he turned to his side so he was facing her and grabbed her hand. 

Zayn closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

" I know I hurt you Bella. That wasn't my intention. Not at all. The last thing I wanted to do is hurt you " he said slowly like he was in pain. 

" It's fine," she said shaking her head, "you're here now right?" she asked, sending him a weak smile. She hated seeing him unhappy. It made her feel helpless, and unhappy herself.

He looked down as if he was ashamed, avoiding her eyes.

" Zayn, you know I'll be here for you like you were here for me, whatever it is. If you want to talk I'm here to listen." she brought her hand to his face, stroking his cheek. "I care about you. Liam made me realize I was overreacting."

He nodded, taking her hand in his. "Bella I - I do have a family. But..the reason I told you I didn't was because I don't talk to them or see them anymore. As much as it pains me, I don't consider them as my family anymore." He said, taking deep breaths again. She could feel the pain he was going through telling this to her.

She nodded for him to go on.

He looked down at their hands then continued.

"Taylor is my ex girlfriend" he began, looking at her blank face. He couldn't know what she felt, she made sure to keep her fave emotionless.

" She died Bella, and I wasn't there to help her." 

She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, she leaned in closer to him and tightened her grip on his hands.

He smiled weakly then closed his eyes as he tried to be as calm as he can be. He was starting to tear up, which wasn't a hood sign, as this was just the beginning.

" I met 'her' when I was sixteen. We got along pretty well, liked each other, and soon enough she was my girlfriend. Although you could say I was young, but I loved her, and so did my family.  I spent a year with her up until the day she died."

She could see he was uneasy, as he tightened his grip on her hand. 

"Three years ago when I was 17, I was with her at the beach. It was summer and we decided to have a bit of fun." he sighed as tears started to form in his eyes. 

"An hour after we arrived, she decided to go in the water. I stayed and watched her go in, deciding to just enjoy the sun. Now I realize that I shouldn't have done that. She had a beautiful spirit that adored life. She used to tell me 'never go a day without smiling and just enjoy your life' but she didn't get to enjoy hers." 

He stayed silent for a while, and Bella didn't say anything. She knew he needed time, so that's what she gave him.

" I laid back and closed my eyes for a while, then I got up to join her. I looked around but I didn't see her anywhere. I was gonna go and look again for her when I saw someone laying on his back in the water. First, I thought someone was just laying on his back, but then they started going further deeper into the water. I quickly swam to the person to check up on them, to see if something was wrong. When I reached the person I saw it was Taylor. She had blood all over her and a knife in her side. I froze and didn't know what to do. Tears started falling down my face as I picked her up and went to shore.

 I shouted for someone to call for help, seeing that people surrounded us. I checked that she still had pulse, and tried CPR, but she looked pale and lifeless. I tried to wake her up but she didn't respond. And as stupid as I was, I pulled the knife out without waiting for the ambulance to arrive." He shook his head, not wanting to remember, but it was necessary for his relationship with Bella, so he went on.

'Minutes later, I saw my twin brother coming with a policeman and pointing at me. And in a matter of seconds, I was dragged away from her, accused of murder."

Bella remembered that day at the beach when she was laying on her back and he yelle Taylor's name. It all made sense now.

She sat there shocked, clueless of what to say. She just tightened the grip on his hands even more, showing that she is there for him.

"While my brother James had a smirk on his face, I yelled at them to let me make sure she was okay, I told them that she needed me. But they didn't listen. They started an investigation with me,  but didn't believe anything I said. My fingerprints were already on the knife, and I realized what James's plan was. He always hated me, and had interest in her."

" Zayn, please stop. You don't have to go on." Bella told him, tears falling down her face. She couldn't take the pain she was putting him through by having to tell her this. He shook his head and closed his eyes, he wanted this to be over with.

" That same night, they put me in a private cell, and didn't let me check up on her since they thought I was the one who did it to her. I didn't sleep all night. I needed to see her, but no one would let me.
The next day, my parents and my three sisters came to visit me. I had was relieved because I knew they'd help me. A policeman took me to the visiting room, and they were all waiting for me. I walked over to hug my mother but she just pulled away. I was confused at first, until my father spoke."

"She's dead " my father spat coldly. I backed myself to the wall and stared at him. I didn't want to believe that. She was still young. She had a long life waiting ahead of her. She still had things she wanted to do, dreams she wanted to fulfil. It was after my younger sister started walking over to me that I realized I was crying."

By then, tears streamed down his face.

"She hugged me, and I did the same, letting all my feelings out. Then suddenly, my mother pulled her away from me and looked at me in disgust. She told my sisters to stay away from me, a 'murderer'. She said I wasn't her son anymore. I turned to my father, seeking support, only for it to be denied. They wouldn't let me talk to my sisters and they wouldn't believe me. They didn't trust me or help me. They abandoned me, they just left. I lost her and my family all at once. They didn't allow me to go to the funeral, taking away my last chance to see her." 

As he talked, he did it with every single emotion he had. She knew that this affected him, from the way he spoke.

He paused and closed his eyes, trying to hold back more tears threatening to fall. 

Bella looked at him, tears were heavily streaming down her face too. She still said nothing, not wanting to pressure him.

"The day of the court, My parents came and sat in the back. My brother sat at the front smiling at me . No one would believe anything I said. My parents witnessed against me, saying I should be put in jail. My brother, my twin- said that he saw me do it. I hated him ever since. He didn't even try to hide his smirk. My friends were the only ones who stood by me , but that didn't help. I lost control and attacked James in court. I wanted to end him, I wanted to make him pay, but I couldn't do anything."

He stayed silent again, only for a few seconds.

EAt the end of the trial, they decided I was guilty and gave me 2 years in jail, and that was only because I was still underage. James came to see me a couple of times and told me over and over again that he was the one who killed her, and when I tried to tell the police, no one would hear me out. We look exactly alike,  no one could tell the difference. Not even my mother. James took that as an advantage and turned everyone against me. My parents never gave me a chance, and never allowed me to see my sisters again. So I never talked to them again." He shook his head pushing all the painful memories away.

" You can say that I lost all hope in those two years. But a year after I got out, I met you. You were the only one that I was interested in. You're different. You're real. I wanted to get to know you, so I stopped everything I used to do. I used to go out with a different girl every night, I used to feel empty." He said, letting out a bitter laugh.

"Not one girl made me feel like you. I wanted you. And now, here you are." he said still looking down but smiled weakly. "Only if you'll take me back." 

Bella was still crying, as she let the information sink in. She realized that Zayn has been through a lot and blamed herself for being hard on him.

But to be honest, she felt helples against Taylor. She knew she was dead, and she did feel sorry, but she couldn't help but think how much he loved her, and he still does. She began to think that he may never love her like that.

"I'm sorry" she said in low voice, wiping away his tears.

" Don't be, it's in the past." 

" No. And to think that I was so mean to you. I gave you a hard time, I blamed you, while I'm the only one who should take the blame. I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry I made you go through that again." 

He hugged her and placed her head against his chest. " You didn't know, and I should have told you sooner. That could have prevented our fights. I'm sorry, Bella" He said, gently kissing her forehead.

She pulled away from him, with a curios look on her face as she wiped away her tears.

"Can I ask you something ? " she asked hesitantly.
He nodded slowly, waiting for her reply. 

"Was it an accident ?" she asked him looking at him dead in the eyes.

"Kind of. But someone messed with the car again, that's why I crashed." He replied, avoiding her gaze.

Her eyes widened instantly. "What do you mean again?"
"They did it before, and I think it's him " he said while his thumb stroked the back of her hand.

"James?" she asked, freaked out at the thiught of him being anywhere near Zayn.

"Yes, but don't worry. I'll take care of him."he said with a weak smile.

" The hell you will! Don't approach him, Zayn. If he didn't hesitate before, he won't now. He might hurt you." she said tearing up again.

"I can take care of it, doll." he told her in a determined tone, trying to make all her worries vanish.

"Please, Zayn. Don't." she said shaking her head, "I'm scared."

"It's gonna be fine." He hugged her tight, her head resting on his shoulder.

" Just promise me you'll be careful " she whispered crying.

" I promis, doll. " he said and wiped her tears.

After telling her everything he was relieved. She was understanding and supportive. He leaned in closer and kissed her on the lips in the most innocent way, making shivers run through her body by his touch. She had missed it, him.

Her hand automatically went to his hair, brushing her fingertips through it while the other settled at the back of his neck. He held her tight by the waist, his arms wrapped around her like it was the last time he'd hold her.

If she was to be honest, her feeling are becoming deeper everyday. She wasn't sure of how long she would hold it in, but maybe that's because she hesitated about letting him in.

While Zayn on the other hand never felt like this before, he was afraid to admit it. What he felt now, was stronger than what he felt when he was with Taylor. He thought he loved Taylor. But if this is stronger, What would that mean?

Maybe things were getting better for them, and they'll have their happy ending, but then again, maybe...


Hii there. Another update!
So there u have it, now u know who Taylor was. Tell me what you think about it! And vote please!

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