Bad Boy Thief of Hearts (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Ella the bookworm finds a mysterious boy that turns her life around. What is it about Zayn Malik from One Direction that makes her feel different feeling that she has never encountered bfore? Will he break her heart? or will this end in a happily ever after like in her books? find out by reading...

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24. Chapter 24

Chapter 24

It's been a week now without Zayn or any of the boys. It's only been Christian and me with Nicolette tagging along once in a while. I would think that a week without Zayn and the boys would help me forget about Zayn, but it did the complete opposite. I can't stop thinking about him and how amazing I feel when I am with him. Having him away has just made me realize how much I truly like him and I miss him. Monica texted me today telling me that they should be here this afternoon. She keeps texting me to inform me what is going on and where they are since they are driving here and not taking a plane. I am sort of jealous of them because they get to ride in the tour bus and I've always wanted to take a road trip like that.

My phone lit up with Monica's text: We are about 2 hours away ;)

My stomach tied up in knots and my heart started to beat faster. I was excited that they were coming back because I missed my noisy roommates, but I was also nervous because I wasn't sure how things were going to be like now that Zayn was in town. I hoped that maybe he would show up at my door step and tell me that he missed me because I missed him too, but at the same time I wanted him to disappear and never look for me again. My head kept telling me that I should stay away from him and be safe, but my heart was beating his name and yelling out how much it needed him.

I kept telling myself that if I wanted things to work out between Christian and I then I had to stay away from Zayn and anything that reminded me of him.

I threw myself on my bed and groaned. I brought my hands up to cover my face. Why was this so complicated? Why couldn't I just put all my fear aside and let my heart open up to love Zayn not matter what happened between us? My fingertips brushed over my lips remembering those tender kissed I shared with Zayn. Oh, how I wanted to feel his lips against mine again. I wanted to feel his touch against my skin because the feel of him made the beat of my heart increase. His hot breathe against my neck when he trailed soft tender kisses made me shiver making me lose my breathe. He was the only one that has ever made me feel this way and I wanted to feel this way again, but I was afraid of how far we can take things. I was afraid of how things would end up with him. I knew he wasn't safe and I knew Christian was. Why can't I just feel this way when I am with Christian? Why can't my heart race with the sound of his voice? Why can't he make me lose my breathe with his kisses?

My thoughts went on in circles thinking about what I was doing wrong with Christian, but I couldn't find the answers to all my questions. The only answer I had was that he wasn't Zayn.

My mind started to drift and my eyes slowly started to shut. I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep until the vibration of my phone woke me. I sleepily look over at my phone that displayed Monica's name indicating I had received a text message.

I open the message and read: We are at the boys hotel room. Going out for pizza. You should join us.

I quickly reply to her message telling her I didn't want to see Zayn and that I would just wait until they got home. I take a glance at the clock and realized I've been asleep for two hours. I check my other text messages and notice three text messages from Christian.

Hey babe. Want to go out to eat.

I can come over if you'd like.

Are you alright? You usually answer my texts right away?

I start to dial his number hoping that he wasn't too worried because he worries about me too much.

“Babe,” he answers, “are you alright?”

“Yeah I fell asleep,” I said.

“Are you alright? Are you sick?”

“No,” I said, “I am fine. I was just tired.”

“Do you want me to come over?” he asked.

Did I? I wasn't sure I wanted to see him because I honestly just wanted to see Zayn and if I couldn't see Zayn then I was not interested in seeing anyone else. If I told him no that I didn't want him to come, then he would think there was something wrong and he would start to worry. I just wanted to lay in my bed and be alone because I couldn't bear the thought of being so close to him, yet so far. Christian is my boyfriend. I should be wanting to be with him.

“Yea, we can watch a movie or something,” I say not really convinced.

“I am on my way,” he said and hung up.

Twenty minutes later Christian appeared at my door with a movie and rocky road ice cream in his hand. I laughed because his solution to every one of my moods is rocky road ice cream. We settled on the couch and started to watch a movie he brought in. This time he gave me a bit of space probably noticing that I really was not in the mood for any cuddling or touching. The only person that I wanted to feel against my skin was Zayn and I wasn't sure I was ever going to get that from him again.

We spent the rest of the day watching movies and soon it turned dark outside and we fell asleep together on the couch. I woke up feeling groggy the next day. I was still on the couch and Christian was sitting at the other side as far away from me. I was glad he kept his distance throughout the night, but I was still feeling disappointed and sad. I was hoping that by now Zayn would contact me and that I would hear his voice, but I guess I pushed him away and this time he won't be coming back to me. I started look around the apartment looking for my friends, but they were no where to be found. I wondered if they even came home last night. I looked inside Monica's room and saw that her travel bags were on her bed. That meant she came home, but where were they. I checked to time on the wall clock and realized it was one in the afternoon. Christian and I have slept almost throughout the whole day. Maybe it was because we were up watching movies. I don't even remember what time it was when we fell asleep I just remember it was dark out.

I quickly get in the shower to wake myself up. When I come out of the shower Christian is in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. I laugh at him knowing he was eating cereal at one in the afternoon. He just smiles and says, “it is never too late for cereal.”

I shrug and walk over to the pantry to grab a bowl and pour myself some cereal as well. Just when I was about to pour my cereal I hear a knock on the door. I put the cereal box down and walk over to the door and see who it is.

As I open the door a pair of beautiful brown eyes meet mine.

“Zayn?,” I said.

“I need to talk to you,” He said. His brown eyes were looking right at me and I had to stop myself from wanting to kiss him and hold him in my arms.

“We have nothing to talk about,” I said and started to close the door because I was afraid that Christian would see him.

“Wait,” he said placing his foot at the door. Niall appeared behind him holding a guitar in his hands. I stared at them confused trying to figure out what they were up to. Soon Liam, Harry, and Louis joined them.

Just when I was about to ask them what they were up to Niall started to play his guitar and Liam started to sing:

 

I’m broken, do you hear me?
I’m blinded, ‘cause you are everything I see,
I’m dancin’ alone, I’m praying,
That your heart will just turn around,

 

I take a step back shocked at what they were doing and soon they all started to make there way inside my apartment.

And as I walk up to your door,
My head turns to face the floor,
‘Cause I can’t look you in the eyes and say,

Harry sang as walking towards me giving me a rose in my hand:
 

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight,
It just won’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah,
When he lays you down,
I might just die inside,
It just don’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this,
Can love you more than this
 

Then Niall sang walking around me with the guitar in his hand making me take a rose that was placed by his guitar pegs:
 

If I’m louder, would you see me?
Would you lay down
In my arms and rescue me?
‘Cause we are the same
You save me,
When you leave it’s gone again,

Louis began to sing. He playfully pushed Niall and walked up close to me taking a bow then handing me another rose:


And then I see you on the street,
In his arms, I get weak,
My body fails, I’m on my knees,
Prayin’,

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight,
It just won’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah,
When he lays you down,
I might just die inside,
It just don’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this,

Louis backed away letting Zayn come close to me as he sang. He handed me a rose taking my hands into his. His chocolate brown eyes looked into mine with that sparkle that I loved. My heart was beating in my chest as the sound of his voice filled my ears. I felt the tears stream down my face because I had come to the realization that I was in love with him. I loved him.
 

Yeah, I’ve never had the words to say,
But now I’m askin’ you to stay
For a little while inside my arms,
And as you close your eyes tonight,
I pray that you will see the light,
That’s shining from the stars above,

(And I say)

Liam:
 

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight,
It just won’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this,

Zayn brought his hands up and wiped the tears from my eyes with his thumbs as he continued to sing:


‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

When he lays you down,
I might just die inside,
It just don’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah,

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight,
It just won’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this, yeah

When he lays you down,
I might just die inside (oh, yeah),
It just don’t feel right,
‘Cause I can love you more than this,
Can love you more than this

I am not sure if it was the song or the fact that I realized that I was in love with him, but it was as if we were the only two people in the room when I hear him sing. I didn't hesitate when the song was over I threw my hands around his neck letting my lips meet his. This is what I wanted. I wanted to feel him again. I wanted to be with him. Being in his arms finally felt right. It was like my life was complete because he now knew how I felt. Our kiss deepened as my heart started to beat faster and I could feel the knots in my stomach relax and morph into fluttering butterflies. His kiss was making me feel like I was the only one in the world. I felt his hands travel down my lower back pushing me closer to him. Our chest pressed up against each other feeling the beat of our hearts become one. This was perfect. He was perfect. This was where I belonged.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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