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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9. I Hate You!

I wake up in the morning feeling a bit sick. My head was pounding ! I dont want to miss a day of school and be behind on my work so I will just try my best to focus. I get up and do the usual, shower, brush my teeth, and pick a outfit. Normally we would have to use our uniform but today we were allowed to dress down which means to dress in our own clothes that we wanted. I went through my closet and found a grey sweater that said ..

'I HATE
   YOU' 

Today I wasn't in the best mood. I mean just recently found out Zayn is in a gang and is basically trying to get into my pants because I come across to him as a goody goody virgin. Plus I'm not feeling so good. So I was in one of those pissy moods and this shirt is perfect for how I'm feeling especially about Zayn. I slipped on the sweater and decided on my acid washed skinny jeans and black vans.  

I don't go all out on make up I'm not that type of girl. I put on my signature cat eye,? mascara, and glossy lips. I rubbed my lips together then grabbed my phone and book bag and went downstairs. I turned on my phone when I got into my dads car and saw I got a text from Dani.

Dani bby <3 : hey u ok? 

She was referring to the news she told me about Zayn.

Me: yeah I'm fine x

I locked my phone and laid down on the back seat of the car groaning.

"You ok sweetie?" My dad asks concerned looking at me through the window as he stops at a red light.

"Yeah I'm fine just don't feel so good"

"You think your able to go to school?"

"Yeah"

"Alright" he continues to drive.

-
I put my book bag in my locker and see Zayn down the hall talking to curly aka Harry. I sign and without thinking I slam my locker closed and their heads shoot at me. Zayn smirks and I sign loudly walking to class. Why did he smirk at me? Gosh that was so embarrassing.

| ZAYN'S POV |

I was talking to Harry down the hall from Stephanie at her locker. Today was dress down and I wore a grey sweater that said obey in white letters and a red background behind the words, black skinnys, and red vans. I had usual quiff.

"Tell John he has to" Harry spoke.

"As if that wimp would dare"

"He has to! We met him in the gang for a reason!" Harry raises his voice in frustration.

I clear my throat in a way of telling him to lower his voice because of Stephanie. He looks down the hall at what I was looking at and nods apologetically. 

Stephanie turns her head and notices us and then slams her locker signing then walking off. I smirk because of her clothing. We matched. She wore a grey sweater just like me but it said 'I HATE YOU' in black letter, and black vans like me sept mines were red. 

"Well someone is pissy" Harry jokes.

I glare at him. Wait, why was I glaring at him? Was I defending her..

"You like her" Harry states more than asks.

"No I don't" 

"Yes","yes you do Zayn!"

"No I don't Haz!" I raise my voice.

"You see! You do!, you glared at me when I called her pissy, I always catch you looking at her, you just smirked at her" 

"Just thinking about her in bed lad no feelings caught" it kind of hurt saying that. It didn't feel right. Why was I feeling this way. Is Harry right? Do I do like her? I can't I've known her for about two days. Shes just another girl I'll be sleeping with for the game right? 

"Whatever you say bro" he laughs and walks to class.

I stand there behind thinking. I can't like Stephanie. I couldn't. I sign and head off to class. 

| STEPHANIE'S POV |

I got to art class and sat down. I looked at the open seats in class for Zayn and as usual he wasn't there. I wonder who sitesnext to me? I don't think Zayn because he'd be sitting next to the guy at his lunch table at the back.


"Welcome class today we will be painting mugs" I love painting. The teacher handed out mugs and chose me to give out the paints and brushes. I smiled and got to it. I started handing them out then the class door opens to reveal a late Zayn malik. I dropped a few brushes and Zayn smirked his famous smirked. I glared and picked up the brushes and continued to hand out everything. 

"Ah, Malik! Glad you can finally join us!" "Take your seat" Zayn rolled his eyes and sat at the seat next to mine. I looked at the teacher worried and she mouthed a 'sorry' did the teacher know about zayn's past and trouble ways to? 

I got to Zayn and gave him the paints were going to share and a brush.

"Thanks doll" I rolled my eyes and sat down next him.

I began to paint my mug black and Zayn painted his black also. When my mug was completely black I rinsed my brush and dipped it in white then wrote "Got milk?" And laughed looking at it. Zayn turned his head and looked at my mug then laughed.

"Got milk?" 
"Yeah"
He shook his head smiling then dipped his brush in white.

"Zaaaaynnnn!" I whined.

"What?" He asked confused.

"You can't just dip the brush in white after you just dipped it in black without rinsing it!" I sign grabbing his brush then rinsing it. 

"Sorry" he laughed 

"Zayn" "pssst" "Zayn!" The boy who sat at Zayn's lunch table calls for Zayn.

I begin to rinse the brush and turn my head to look back at him. He was pretending to hump the air and moaned silently. Tears began to form in my eyes and I roughly slammed the brush on the table and ran out. What an aasshole! That totally meant Zayn shagging me! That is so rude and I am disgusted. I start running to bathroom and I plan on staying there for the rest if art. Zayn comes running behind me.

"Stephanie!"
"Stephanie wait!"
"Please!" 

I ran faster and stopped infront of a teacher who looked concerned.

"Stephanie, what is wrong?"

"I don't feel so good" I quickly lie. Well kind of. I didn't really feel so good but that isn't why I'm running.

"Ok you can go to the nurse"

Zayn stops behind me and I sign. 

"With Zayn" the teacher 
smiles then walks off. 

I then to face Zayn.

I didn't want him to know how I felt about him. About how I hate him. I just plan on ignoring him. I don't need drama in my life. 

"Is that why you really ran?" Zayn asked catching his breathe from running.

"Yes" I quickly lied "now lets just find the nurse please" 

Zayn nodded and led me to the nurse. We arrived at the nurses office and walked in. I sat down in a chair near her desk and Zayn sat across from me which was not far. 

"One second" the nurse spoke finishing some papers. 

"You don't even know me"
Zayn chuckled at me.
 
I looked at him confusingly and then noticed his eyes on my shirt that said 'I hate you'

"More than you think.." I mutter. 

Zayn tenses up and looked worried and nervous. 

"What do you mean?"

I panicked. Should I tell him what they told me? What if they were wrong? What if it was rumors? No! I can't tell him! You don't want drama Stephanie remember! 

"Uhh"

"Ok how may I help you" the nurse spun her chair around and smiled.

"I don't feel so good"

"Alright we will check your temperature" she went into drawers and searches for a thermometer.

-

The nurse checked my temperature and I wasn't sick. I was disappointed. I wanted to go home and not deal with Zayn. He might even have stayed away if he knew I was sick. She told me it was because I didn't eat breakfast and then me and Zayn were able to go back to class. It was free period which meant we could roam around, go grab something to eat quickly, or go to the gym and play or hang around or a while. Me and Zayn walked out the nurses office and I was planning on meeting the group in the gym. As me and Zayn walked down the hall he stopped me.

"Stephanie"

"What?" I asked irritated.

"What did you say in there?"

"Nothing"

"Yes you did"

"It was nothing Zayn" I snapped

"Yes it was could you stop acting all bitchy and tell me what did you mean by more than you think!"

I think I was turning red from anger. Did he just call me a bitch? Without thinking anymore I slapped him hard across the face and he held his face. Everyone in the hall gasps and goes silent turning full attention to us whispering to one another. 

Zayn dropped his hand form his face and glared at me hard. To be honest I feel scared of him right now. Zayn slammed his hand on the locker next my face. I was against the locker and there was no space between us. I jumped and then put my arms covering my face in defense. "Please" I whimpered. Zayn's face went from completely pissed to soft and sorry. 

"Stephanie.." He said softly.

I was shaking at this point. Zayn was dangerous and in a gang. He has no heart I could only imagine what he would do to me or could!

"I'm sorry..I would never hurt you..I'd never hurt a lady" with that I got angry again and I wasn't scared anymore. 

"Oh really? Never? Because you go around like the asshole you are sleeping with girls for this sick game of yours! You have no feelings! Your just another heartless bad boy with his head stuck far up his ass to realize how much girls you truly are hurting!" I pushed him away and ran passed all the states from the people watching the scene that just took place. I ran for the gym.

A/N: ahh ! Don't hate me! It's part of the plan. Yes I know they hate each other right now but soon they won't. I promise! So what do ya think about what Stephanie said? Especially about that slap ! Who said good girls don't have their moments ? ^.- haha alright well keep liking/favoriting/commenting for next ch! :D ily !

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