Innocence

Stephanie Evans was the innocent young girl. She seemed to have the perfect life. Great in school, shy, and the perfect child to her parents. Her parents have been planning to move to Bradford so her father can get a good job. Stephanie has to say good bye to her friends back home and leave the school she loved. She expects nothing good from this move and hates having to leave. Would she have found herself falling in love with a boy who was the complete opposite of her ? Zayn malik comes into her life and makes upon on her innocence. Will she actually develop feelings for this Bradford bad boi & fall in love ? Read to find out in INNOCENCE.

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17. Give me love

| zayn's POV |

I walked to the auto from school. My car was at the shop after it was completely trashed by those assholes my gang and I are against. I made a turn when I saw him. Jason. The one who trashed my car. He was with a friend, who was defiantly bigger than me. Yeah I'm considered a no good trouble maker bad ass but even a dumbass wouldn't be stupid enough to come face to face or near someone twice your size and is against you. I made a turn forcing myself to go through the ally. I am taking a big risk. If they saw me and followed me they'll catch me in a minute. Quickly walking down the ally I see their shadow figures behind me and I get worried. I wasn't scared of Jason. I just couldn't deal with this right now.

(The letter 'Z' is Zayn talking, 'J' is Jason)

I turned around and glared at Jason who had a smirk on his face.

Z-"what do you want Jason?" I snapped.

J-"where you going?"

Z-"none of your business you shit"

J- "let me guess, to go see your little toy?"

Anger rushed over me and blood began to boil. I clenched my jaw and squeezed my fists closed. He was talking about Stephanie.

Z- "that's none of your business and shes no toy unlike the bitch who cheated on you with almost every guy in your gang so I suggest you stay shut!" I spat walking closer to him. 

Jason's friend stepped in front of Jason crossing his arms.

"Oh, so you brought protection? This is between me and you Jason"

Jason laughed and signaled his giant friend. Jason's friend unfolded his arms and grabbed me by neck pushing me against the brick wall and lifting my up. I struggled to breathe and kicked him in the groin desperate to escape and breathe. This angered the big guy and he punched me dead hard. Blood rushed from the corner of my eyebrow. The blood reached my lips and I could taste the it. I coughed rapidly grabbing my stomach. He kicked me hard in the stomach and continued to hurt me. The worse is that I couldn't do anything about it. Even if I tried.

-

I slowly and painfully lifted myself up from the ground: Jason and his friend who beat the living lights out of me left me on the floor to bleed. The corner of my eyebrow where the bone is was bleeding along with my nose and bruises on my chest and stomach. My body ached. I felt like I was stoned. I limped and dragged myself to the shop that wasnt very far. I got to the shop and picked up my car. It is now in good condition unlike me. People in the streets gave me strange and sympathetic looks. I got in the car and drove to my new home.

-

| Stephanie's POV |

I was laying in bed watching tv and started to doodle in my notebook. It was getting dark out and the streets were silent. Moments later I hear a car roar and I looked out the window. I saw Zayn in the car. I felt bad for all the times I was rude to him. He has been nothing but kind well as much he could. He was still a bit rude but it takes guys like him to slowly change his ways. Anyways, I drew a picture. I don't know if Zayn still intends to get into my pants and is just pretending to care but something is telling me to just let go and trust. It's my choice who I get in bed with. I won't trust him with my virginity anytime soon and I hope hes not expecting it. I drew a picture of him. Quiff hair, leather jacket, serious face, and in bubbly cursive letters it says "if only you knew". It was black and white. I enjoyed drawing. I didn't really think about giving it to Zayn but I thought hey why not? I slipped on some boots and tucked in my Pajama pants into them. I pulled my hoodie over my head and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. Grabbing the drawing I headed downstairs quietly. I walked to zayn's house down the street. It was a bit windy and chilly out today so I shoved my hands into the hoodies pockets. When I got to his house I checked my pocket for the folded drawing to confirm it was still there. I knocked on the door. It was about 10 at night and I hope I don't no one was asleep or I'll feel bad and embarrassed. Someone checked the peep hole and swore opening the door. It was Zayn looking half asleep and angry.

"Sorry.." I said lowly and felt stupid for even coming. I was about to turn around but Zayn grabbed my arm and pulled me in.

Z-"what are you doing here at 10 at night stephanie?" 

Zayn scolded.

S-"I didn't think you were asleep.."

Z-"I don't mind that I mind that its dark and you possibly walked here on your own"

S-"I'm not a child Zayn!"

Z-"Bradford is dangerous ok"

I frowned and regretted coming.

"Stephanie I'm sorry today just isn't my day and I worry about you" Zayn said softly and signing. "So why'd you come?"

Zayn didn't face me at all since I stepped inside. I got suspicious and walked up behind him and turned him around.

I gasped loudly and held my hand over my mouth.

"Zayn.." I whispered cupping his face in my hand. Zayn flinched at my touch.

"How did this happen oh my gosh!" I panicked.

"It's nothing, love.."

"Nothing? You have your eyebrow bone split, bruised face, and dry blood in your nose and this is nothing?"

Zayn frowned at the fact I was so worried.

"Why do you care?" He asked not rudely but honestly.

"Because believe it or not I found myself caring about you"

Zayn smiled and gestured me to follow him upstairs. We walked into his room. For a boy it was neat! I sat on his bed and scooted up to the top of the bed and laid my back against the backboard. I digged through my pocket while Zayn did his business in the bathroom. I took the paper out and held it until Zayn came out. Zayn got out and laid down next to me. While he was peeing I was watching his television.

"What's in your hand?" He asked looking at my hand. I smiled.

"It's for you" I handed it to him. He unfolded it and when he saw the drawing he smiled widely.

"You drew this? For me?" He asked softly.

"Yes"

"It's amazing um thanks wow" Zayn said taken aback. He seemed so surprised and content. He put on the side table and turned so he faced me. It was cold at night today more than usual. I pulled his duvet over me and shivered.

"Your bed is comfy" I broke the silence. He stared at me amused then chuckled at my random compliment.

"Thank you" he said jokingly confused and I laughed. He got up and went through his drawer. He walked back to the bed with American eagle boxers and an avengers tee shirt and handed it to me. I never said I was staying and he never asked. But thinking of staying felt so right. So I went along and took the clothing from his hands and got up to change.

"Turn around Malik"

"I've seen a girl completely nude stephanie one to many times"

"I'm not them..."

"I'm sure your better looking" he smirked and I frowned.

"Stephanie.." He got up from the bed and walked infront of me. We were face to face.

"If you still think I only want sex with you I don't. Your different. I like that. When I'm around you I get this unknown feeling I'm not used to and I hate it but it feels so right. I don't want to lose it anytime soon" I hugged him tightly when he finished and cried. He pulled back and wiped my tears then cupped my face.

Z- "Why do you do this to me? I'm confused and im lost"

"I am to" I whispered.  

"But I'm okay with it"

Zayn smiled at my words and went outside the room. I pulled my jeans down and slid the boxers on. I pulled my sweater over my head and pulled the oversized avengers shirt over my head. It stopped above my knees and smelt like zayn. I felt so comfortable and the fact it was zayn's close made it even better. Am I falling for Zayn Malik Bradford bad boi? I climbed into his bed and turned the light off. I went under the covers shivering. My feet were cold and numb. My body was cold. I shut my eyes and moments later the bed dips and zayn climbs in next to me. He was now shirtless and in sweats. His back was facing me. I frowned because I was hoping to cuddle for his warmth and for his love. When I felt he was asleep I snuggled my face into his back. He turned on his back and I rested my head on his chest and we cuddled. His arm was around my waist holding me tightly. As if he didn't want to let go. As if he was afraid of me leaving.

"Goodnight love"

"Goodnight Zayn"

We stayed cuddled and drifted to sleep.

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