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.


37. The wrong picture

"Niall James Horan, come open the freaking door this god damn instant!" She shouted knocking at the door. 

"The hell he will!" Zayn yelled pulling her by the arm, again pushing her body against his. 

"You're gonna hear me out, wether you want to, or not" he said looking in her eyes, as if daring her to walk away. 

"Z-zay..l-let go" she stuttered, her heart betraying her, beating more than it should, giving him the satisfaction of knowing his affect on her. 

Everything was falling apart for her. She gave eveything away, looking into his eyes. She finally sees now that she loves him. She needed him. 
God, the word sounds so foreign. She only "loved" Stan. Well, she thought she did. But the point is, she only ever said it to him. 
And right now? She is positively, one hundred percent certain she was in love with Zayn. But that didn't make things better. They can't be. 

He'll always think about Taylor. She didn't care he loved her, if he was gonna think about another girl from time to time. The girl was his lost love, the one he never got to have. She'll always have a special place in his heart, and Bella understood that, it wasn't something he can control. 
She could easily get back with him, pretend everything is normal, except she won't. It's not right. 

Getting back to reality, she found Zayn staring intensely into her eyes, trying to pick up what she was thinking. 

"Hear me out." He said, his voice firm and cold. 

"Fine." she said surrendering.  
"Can you give some space?" She added, looking between their bodies, now against each other. 
Trying to control her breathing, she inhaled deeply, then exhaled as he nodded and backed away a few steps. 

"What else is there for me to hear?"

"You still think I don't know what I feel? "
"It's obvious that you don't."

He shook his head, eyes closed. "You don't know anything."  

"What I do know, that it's not love." She said coldly. 

"You don't know what I feel. You don't know what happens to me when I see you... You know nothing about my feelings." 
Her eyes started to water as she listened carefully. 

"Zayn I..."

He walked closer to her, trying to hold her hand. She just shook her head and took a few steps back herself. 

"I have feelings for you. I'm not denying that. But I told you it's for the best." She couldn't tell him she loved him. It'll make things harder, she can't undo it once she said it, she felt it'll make things too official, he'll know she loves him, and that'll make her weaker. 

"I need you to give me a chance." He said running a hand through his messy hair in frustration. 

She shook her head once more as she spoke. "I can't, I'm sorry."

"Bella, I love you. I need you to be with me. I want you to stay by my side. I don't need anyone else, just you." 
He sighs, taking a deep breath . 

"I told you that minutes ago, but you can't seem to be able to believe it." 
She stares at him, tears streaming down her face. 

"Please, drop it."

"No, talk to me." He insisted, walking closer to her. 

She looks at him irritated, "I'm freaking tired of doing this all over again. We keep saying the same things over and over, just, leave me alone. Please." She pleads.

Shaking his head, "I love you." He whispers in her ears again, making her about to lose her senses.  

"P-please" she pleads, closing her eyes. 
He stands there, looking at her. His gaze pierced her eyes, making her feel a bit guilty. 

Just then, the door was unlocked and opened by a certain Irish guy looking extremely guilty. 

She meets his blue eyes, giving him a death glare. Taking this as an opportunity, she speaks immediately. 

"You." She said pointing her finger at him. 
"You lied to me. And you just made things worse." She glances at Zayn, who kept quiet. 

"I wanted you two to be okay, it wasn't right, you two being distant." he said hoping she won't make a big deal out of it. 
"And what did I lie to you about?" 

She feels a familiar warmth beside her as she talked to Niall, making her heart race. "Just remember, you want it this way" Zayn whispers harshly then storms out of the room, completely pissed off. Bella closes her eyes, releasing a sigh of stress. Her whole body shaking. This wasn't a good sign. 
Niall looks at her questionably, as if he wanted her to explain. 

"Nevermind, where's Liam?" She asks Niall in the coldest tone she could master. 

"Don't be like that Bells." 

She rolls her eyes at him, walking out of the room. He quickly grabs her arm, pulling her back. 

"I wanted to make things right" he says in a weak tone. 

Rage built up inside her, took control of her actions. 
"You fucking ruined everything Niall! At least before this we tried to act normal, now it'll just..." She trails off,  looking away from his intense gaze.   

His mouth opens in shock, he was obviously taken aback by her outburst. Noticing a few tears streaming down her face, he walks closer to her, holding her face between his two hands. 

"Hey, hey." He says wiping her tears, a weak smile on his face. 

"Why are you crying?" He asks concerned, feeling extremely guilty. 

She looked up at him, her eyes shining. She met his worried eyes and shook her head. 

"I-I can't do this anymore Niall" she says, putting her hands on his arms. 

"It's too much for me to handle". She adds, removing his hands from her face.  

"Bella, you two love each other, it's obvious that.."

She cuts him off, putting two fingers on his mouth. 

"Just, don't." 

"Alright, whatever you say. Just don't cry, you're too beautiful to be doing that." He said smiling, wiping her remaining tears. 

She chuckles lightly at his remark. "Can you just..would a hug be too much to ask?" 

He laughs weakly at her response, she couldn't help but notice the sparkle in his eyes. 

He shook his head,"nothing's too much for you, Bells" he said pulling her quickly into his arms. 

She put her hands around his torso, hugging him tight. It seemed to make all her worries go away, his hugs were something special. She rested her head against his chest, "thank u, Nialler." She says in a weak tone.

"Don't mention it." He replies, kissing her head softly. 


Zayn made his way out of the room, frustrated and angry. She's so fucking stubborn, he thought. Yet, he knew he might have upset her, talking like he did. So, taking a deep breath, he turned around walking back to the room, in order to apologize. 

Just as he goes near the room, he hears her say something, just not clear enough for him to get it. 
He stayed by the door, carefully watching. Seeing his friend's hands on the waist of the girl he loves, wasn't the sight he was expecting. Soon enough, his jaw was clenched, fists also, as he watched him kiss her head, before pulling away, placing a kiss on her cheek, then stroking it with his thumb. 

"I need to tell you something, you probably know it, but I need to get it off my chest." Bella suddenly said in a serious tone. 

"Sure, tell me." He told her with an encouraging smile. 

Zayn listened carefully as she said the next words. 
"I love.." 

"Hey mate, we need to go." Harry's voice echoes through the house, making him unable to hear the rest, but he sure knew what it would be.

He looked up, to see her slightly blushing, yet not smiling, almost upset. 

Zayn was ready to send a punch to Niall's face, not caring a bit. How dare they? 
One minute she's crying, the next she's laughing with Niall while he held her close. And love? That does it. 
So, maybe there's another reason for her rejection. It became clear now, all crystal clear to him. 

He cursed under his breath as he eliminated the thought of apologizing, thinking about what he just heard. He walked towards the living room again, picking up his keys and storming out of the house. Not even remembering he had brought someone with him, although she's wasn't there anymore. 

He sat in the passenger's seat, breathing deeply as he brought the car to life. He went to the first place he thought of, the V club. 





Awe! Sorry, sorty, sorry for taking so long! I got caught up in a few things, and it's probably a bit short, but hey, at least it's something ha? Please comment, like and favorite you guys! Love u<3

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