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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27. Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Ella's POV

I woke up feeling hot and claustrophobic. I slowly opened my eyes trying to squirm away from under Zayn's hold. It was a cold night, but this morning is definitely one of those hot summer days in Los Angeles. The heat of our bodies was making the situation worst and I could feel the icky sweat starting to form under the touch of our skin. I wiggled and struggled to pull off from his tight hold trying to be careful not to wake him. I gently slipped off from under his arm hoping that I didn't wake him. I hear a light moan escape him and I flinched thinking that I woke him up. I look at him and his eyes were shut close his long lashes peaking as his lips formed into a small pout. I smiled thinking of how beautiful he was even when he was sleeping.

I sat at the edge of the bed and sighed trying to fix my hair. I looked over at the clock on the bedside table and noticed it was too early for it to be this hot. I could already tell that this day was going to be full of hot sweaty people trying to find a cool place to go to. The beach would be packed with people trying to cool themselves in the cool water and the parks would be full of children running around with water balloons and heading towards the community pool. I usually enjoyed days like this because I loved to go over to the park sit under a tree and read my favorite book. I smiled thinking that it would be great to do that today and started to get up from the bed when a tight grip around my waist pulled me back throwing me back onto the bed.

I low shriek escaped and I find two beautiful eyes staring down at me. I could feel his leg between mine pinning me down on to the bed and his body was on mine. His chest against mine putting a bit of his weight on me. He grabbed my wrist with one hand pinning it up above my head as his other hand rested next to my head.

“Where do you think you are going?” He asked.

I smiled at him answering, “I was going to shower.”

He rose an eyebrow and I could tell what he was thinking. He wanted me to invite him to shower with me, but I was not ready to get that intimate with him.

His mouth parted and before he could speak I said, “No.”

He pouted and I closed my eyes because he looked so adorable and it was hard not to say yes to him. I felt his lips brush against my eye lids his body pressing down against mine making the beat of my heart increase. I felt as his lips traveled from my eyelids to the corner of my eye. Then his lips traveled down my cheek to the corner of my mouth making my breathing increase and I felt my lips part inviting his lips to connect with mine, but they didn't. I felt his lips part slightly under my skin and his bottom lip traced my jawline slowly until it reached my earlobe. His lips slightly closed at my earlobe then he spoke in a whisper, “I can feel your heart race when ever I get this close to you.”

I gasped as I felt my heart beat faster.

His leg brushed in between my thighs and I could feel his prominent bulge against my thigh. My eyes shot open as I realized what it was and he spoke in a whisper again, “I can feel the way the goosebumps rise when ever I touch you like this.” He placed a light kiss on my neck and I closed my eyes getting lost under his touch.

I bit down on my bottom lips trying to show him that he was wrong and that he didn't have an effect on me, but he continued to kiss my neck and I could feel my heart starting to race. His lips traveled down my neck stopping at my chest. He ran his bottom lip across my chest stopping right above my heart. He placed a couple kisses making my heart beat increase with every kiss.

He smiled and said, “I love that sound.”

He still had my arm pined over my head and his weight over my body was making it hard to move, but I wasn't sure if wanted to move away from him. I liked the way he touched me and the way his lips traveled over me.

I closed my eyes still biting down on my bottom lip trying to fight back what I was feeling. He lips then met mine and his teeth grazed my bottom lip making me release it. My lips parted and I felt his lips sync with mine moving together and I couldn't help myself but kiss him back. I felt myself loosen up underneath him and my lose hand traveled up to the back of his neck pressing my fingertips down on his nape. Our kiss suddenly grew intense and his hand never left hold of my wrist. My chest rose and fell with every kiss making me lose my breathe. His hips moved towards me as I felt the bulge in his pants dig onto my thigh. I felt a light moan escape under our kiss and my hips instinctively moved up towards him. I was starting to lose control of what we were doing and I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue or stop. His lips pulled away from me leaving me wanting more. He kissed the corner of my lips and said, “I proved my point.”

He pulled off of me letting go of my wrist so that I was able to move. I looked at him confused.

“What point was that? That you can just leave me hanging?” I asked.

He laughed and said, “My is that you say you don't want to do more, but the way your body reacts when I touch proves me otherwise.”

I sit up and sit at the edge of the bed. I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but I know that I am not ready to do more with anyone. Will I ever? I didn't know, but I did know that with Zayn I always lost control and I had to start taking control of what I was feeling.

I felt Zayn move behind me wrapping his arms around me, “I didn't mean to upset you. It's just it is very confusing when you tell me one thing and your body tells me another.”

I sighed, “I am not upset. It's just I am not sure I can ever be with anyone again.”

“Again?” He asked confused.

I took a deep breathe and nodded. I wasn't sure if I could tell Zayn about my first time and bad experience. Not because I didn't trust him, but because I am embarrassed that I was stupid enough to fall for a guy like John.

“I am not a virgin Zayn,” I answered shyly.

“I don't care if you are or aren't, Ella. All I care about is of the way you just sounded when you told me that you couldn't do it again. I can hear it in your voice that you are hurt and I want you to know that I am not going to pressure you into doing anything, but do me a favor,” he said.

“What?”

“Do not tease me,” he said making me laugh.

“Me tease you? You just teased me a minute ago,” I said.

“But it was to prove a point. I had my reasons.”

I laughed and stood up from the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I have to shower Zayn. It is hot and I am all sweaty it is nasty.”

He groaned and said, “Fine, but be back soon.”

I laughed as I gathered my clothes, “I am going to shower not go away on a trip.”

He smiled his sweet smile making his brown eyes sparkle and I walked up to him to plant a light kiss on his lips letting him know I will be back soon.

 

When I came out of the shower I found Zayn on my bed talking on the phone. I walked up to my mirror not wanting to interrupt him and started to brush my hair. I watched as he talked about tour and traveling schedules and I started to realize that he was going to leave soon and leave me here. When I chose to be with him I had forgotten about how he lives thousands of miles away. All I was thinking about was that I wanted to be with him and that he made my heart race. He made me happy. I took the lotion that was on my dresser and placing my leg up on a chair I started to apply it on my legs trying to think of a way to make this work out. These passed two days with him were great and I loved being with him, but how long will it last? How many more of these days would we have?

I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist startling me and he nuzzled his face in between my neck.

“I thought we agreed not to tease me,” he whispered as his hands traveled down my body and onto my legs.

I gave him a weak smile, “sorry,” I said and walked away from his hold.

“What's wrong Ella?”

“Who were you talking to on the phone?”

He looked confused and answered, “My mum. I was telling her what was coming up next with us. She wanted to know how the tour was going so far and when I was coming home. Why?”

I looked down at the ground trying to avoid his gaze, “No reason.”

“Ella, what's wrong?” He asked lifting my chin up so that I was looking right at him.

“I just realized that you are going to leave me...”

He kissed my lips interrupting what I was about to say and said, “don't say anything. I plan on working something out. I don't want to be without you. It'll work out trust me.”

I nodded not really convinced of what he was telling me, but I didn't want to ruin what we had so far especially because we were just getting started.

 

Zayn and I were eating in the kitchen when the boys and the girls burst into the kitchen laughing and yelling. Zayn and I both looked up at them and their craziness. Louis and Harry were arguing like a married couple while Niall was complaining to Janell about how hungry he was. Liam was just rolling his eyes at all of them and telling them that they were all being ridiculous. Monica and Rosalie were laughing at all of them while Zayn and I just stared at them confused.

“Ella can you please tell Harry that he is being ridiculous and that he is not a player,” Louis said to me.

“What? Harry why would you think that?” I asked.

“I just read it on a magazine. Apparently I am not the type to stick to one girl. I am a one night stand sort of guy. I mean I understand where they would get that from I can be cheeky and flirty,” he said.

“Do you have one night stands with girls?” I asked him.

“No I've never even gone out with any girl,” He said.

“Well then just don't pay it any attention. You know who you are and that is what matters,” I said.

“That is exactly what I told him,” Louis shouted throwing his hands in the air.

“Mate you are great, but can we just get to the part where I get to eat something because I am starving,” Niall said and we all laughed.

Zayn got up and served him some chicken soup that we had made. Niall's eyes lighten up and he sat down to enjoy his soup.

“I love Los Angeles and all, but someone has to really beg for a Nandos here. Maybe I could buy a Nandos and bring it here, “ Niall said his eyes glowing with excitement.

We all laughed at him and Niall just stared at us confused telling us that he was serious about wanting to buy a Nandos.

“Niall why would you do that? You will spend a lot of money on a place you will hardly even visit.” I said.

“I will be visiting a lot more than you think Ella. I have my girl here,” he said looking over at Janell.

I smiled at him knowing that he really did like Janell and she wasn't just a girl he was messing with.

“Ok so we are here because we want to go ice skating,” Monica said, “not because Niall wants soup.”

“Ice skating?” Zayn asked confused, “it is blazing hot outside. Where are you going to find ice?”

Monica walked up to Zayn placing her hand on his shoulder and said, “Oh Malik you are in Los Angeles you can basically do anything here no matter how hot it is outside. There is an ice skating rink downtown that I have been dying to go to.”

“I am not sure about that Monica,” I said.

“Party pooper come on. It is too hot outside to do anything and ice skating is the perfect solution,” she said trying to convince me.

The truth was I was not a very good skater. I've never been the type of person to be involved in sports or anything that involved moving my legs and feet. I was surprised I could even dance because when it came to ice skating or sports it was like my brain told my legs to do one thing, but then my legs decide to rebel against my brain and do as they please.

“I can't ice skate remember,” I said.

“Well you don't have to skate you can just sit there in an air conditioned area. It is better than being here in this hot apartment,” she said.

“I can always turn on the AC,” I said.

She looked at me guilty and said, “you can't it's broken. They won't fix it until next week sorry.”

I rolled my eyes and said, “fine, but I don't ice skate.”

They all cheered and I looked over at Zayn who was staring at my with a glow in his eyes that made me want to jump into his arms.

 

When we arrived at the ice skating rink there were a few fans outside that took pictures with the boys and I still could not figure out how it was that they found out exactly where the boys would be at. The girls and I stood on the side as the boys took pictures with the fans and signed a few autographs. I watched as Zayn took a few pictures and I couldn't stop thinking about what he had said earlier about trying to make things work. In my mind I could not think of any way that our relationship would work when is away and I am here. We were from different worlds and lived on opposite sides of the earth.

“Ella,” a girl said to me.

“Yeah.”

“Are you and Zayn dating now?” she asked.

I wasn't sure how to answer that question. I mean I knew that we were dating, but I was not sure if Zayn wanted his fans to know or if he wanted to go public with our relationship. I looked over at Zayn and then back at the girl. She was staring at me with big round hazel eyes that were sort of intimidating.

“I,” I started to say.

“Babe,” Zayn interrupted, “come here and take a picture with us.”

The girl's hazel eyes widen and she displayed a big grin on her face. I looked down at her smiling and said, “I guess we are. Would you like to take a picture with us?”

She nodded and followed me as I walked towards Zayn. We took a picture with a few girls who were asking me lots of weird questions like: 'What is it like to date him?'

“I don't know we have only been together for two days now,” I said laughing.

There was another girl who asked me what it was like to kiss Zayn and I was not sure how I was suppose to answer that.

I looked over at Janell most of the time for some guidance since she has been going out with Niall for quite some time now and she has been through this many times. She was always telling me how fans are so nice and always want to know what it was like to be dating a member of One Direction. She did tell me there was some fans who were mean, but after meeting these fans I find it hard to believe that there are fans that are mean.

After taking pictures with a few fans we finally went inside the ice skating rink. Everyone put on their skates and skated while I sat on the side with Zayn.

“You can ice skate if you want Zayn,” I said.

“No I rather stay here with you,” he said.

“Go skate.”

“Only if you go with me,” he said.

“I can't. I don't know how,” I said embarrassed.

Zayn scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek and said, “ I will keep you safe. Trust me.”

I shook my head because I didn't want to make a fool out of myself in front of him. He pulled me closer to him and started to kiss my neck. I felt my heart race and I knew that I was going to fall for whatever he was trying to do.

“Trust me. I will keep you close to me,” he whispered.

I groaned giving up because his voice and his touch was just so alluring, “fine, but promise not to laugh at me.”

“I promise,” he said.

We put on our skates and got out onto the skating rink. I stumbled and tripped trying to balance myself, but I kept failing. Zayn held me tight trying to keep me from falling, but I just knew that I couldn't do it.

“Zayn I don't want to do this anymore,” I said.

“Come on just one turn around the rink. You can do it,” he said, “I got you.”

I nodded and tried to skate or walk. I really had no idea what I was doing, but being in Zayn's arms was making me feel better about what I was doing. We started to skate slowly close to the edge of the rink where I could hold on to the wall just in case I felt like I was falling. Zayn kept holding onto my hand and I clenched tightly scared of falling. We got half way around the rink and I was starting to think that maybe I could do this or maybe it was just the fact that I knew Zayn could really keep me safe.

“How about we let go of the wall and try and skate across the rink,” Zayn said pulling me away from the wall so that I let go of it.

“No Zayn,” I said panicking, “Zayn I can't do it.”

As soon as we let go of the wall my feet started to fumble and I tried to keep my balance. I shuffled my feet trying to get them to move forward and skate, but I felt my ankles bend and I could feel myself falling. I dug my fingernails onto Zayn's arm trying not to fall and he held tight trying to keep me up, but the ice was slippery and my feet were too uncoordinated. My feet tripped on each other and I felt myself falling and bringing Zayn down with me. I felt the cold ice on my bottom as I hit the ground and Zayn falling on top of me. I squealed and Zayn laughed as his body slammed onto mine.

“Zayn,” I yelled, “you said you were not going to laugh.”

He continued to laugh and said, “sorry, but you managed to bring me down with you.”

I slapped his arm still laying on the cold ground and started to laugh with him.

“That really hurt. I told you I couldn't skate,” I said.

“I believe you, but I still think you are beautiful,” he said then pecked my lips.

I smiled at him then wrapped my arms around his neck intensifying our kiss. We stayed on the cold ground letting our lips move together.

“Get a room,” Monica yelled.

We pulled away and tried to get up from the ground stumbling on the slippery ice.

Zayn and I spent the rest of the day sitting on the side laughing and talking about our family and friends. Being with him and talking to him was just easy. I could talk to him about anything and everything. Knowing that he makes me happy and that I can talk to him almost about anything makes me realize that I am willing to try and make things work not matter where he is because all I want is to be with him.

 

 

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