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...


30. Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Zayn started pulling me out through the club pushing people out of the way and dragging me behind him.

“Zayn where are we going?” I asked.

He didn't answer he just kept pulling me along with him trying to get away from the crowd of people and out of the club.

“I can't just leave Nicolette,” I said.

“She has the others. You will text her when we get out of here,” he said.

“Where exactly are we going?”

“Away,” was all he said.

We managed to step out of the club where there was paparazzi waiting for us already. They were all snapping pictures of us and yelling out our names. I was still not used to being recognized by all of these strangers, but being next to Zayn made all of that seem meaningless. Once we got into the car; Zayn started to drive off and I still had no idea where we were headed.

We ended up on a road where there was no light and we couldn't see the city lights anymore. All we could see was about two feet of road ahead of us. Zayn started to drive slower so that we wouldn't run over anyone or anything. I think we were some where between the Hollywood hills.

“Zayn are we lost?” I asked.

“No,” he laughed, “I know where I am going. I came here last time I was here in LA with the lads.”

“Where exactly are we Zayn?”

“Trust me. You are going to like this,” he said displaying a friendly smile.

After a couple more minutes of driving Zayn finally stopped the car. I looked around trying to figure out where we were, but all I could see was darkness and dirt and bushes and trees.

“We are here,” he said.

I looked at him confused. He started to laugh then he unbuckled his seat belt and opened his door to step out of the car. I did the same and when I stepped out Zayn was already on by my side helping me out of the car.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“We are at the Hollywood hills,” he said and pulled on my hand, “come I want to show you something.”

I followed behind him his hand still holding onto mine. We started to walk up a hidden hiking trail and everything was so dark that I wondered if he actually knew where he was going. There was an eerie feeling about all this darkness and I was afraid of some animal jumping out and attacking us. I started to hear noises coming from the bushed around us and I started to walk fast clenching onto Zayn's arm.

“Zayn you are not going to rape me and kill me out here are you?” I asked.

He laughed and said, “No, I can never hurt you. You mean too much to me.”

I sighed, “good now all I am worried about is some animal attacking us.”

He laughed again and said, “I don't think there are any animals out here.”

I started to hear some more noises and I wasn't sure if Zayn actually knew if there were animals or not. Then Zayn stopped walking and I stopped with him. My heals were digging into the dirt and I knew Zayn would have to pay for that afterward because these were my new heals.

“OK now close your eyes,” he said.


“Close your eyes,” he said again.

“No I can fall. These are not hiking shoes Zayn,” I said pointing at my heals.

He squinted his eyes then said, “Do you trust me?”

I stared at him confused.

“Do you trust me?” he asked again.

“I trust you,” I answered and as soon as the words came out he picked me up holding me in his arms just like a bride would be held. I squealed and let out a low giggle.

He kissed my eyelids and said, “Now close your eyes, love.”

I did as I was told feeling his kiss linger on my lids. I could feel us moving as he walked and I had to fight the urge to open my eyes. Then I felt him stop and I wondered if I could open my eyes now, but just when I was about to he told me not to.

“I am going to put you down now, but do not open your eyes,” he demanded.

“Yes sir,” I said playfully.

He placed me gently on the ground and then put his hands over my eyes making me jump. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest behind me and I wanted to turn around and kiss him. I felt his lips brush my ear lobe and my heart started to race.

“Ready,” he whispered into my ear.

“Ready,” I said and his hands uncovered my eyes revealing a beautiful sight of the city. I could see all the lights of the bright buildings. There was lights flashing of all sorts of colors leaving me breathless. I was speechless. Everything was so beautiful. Of all my years living in this city I had never seen it look so beautiful than it looked tonight. I felt Zayn's arms wrap around my waist and I let my head fall back and rest on his chest feeling the beat of his heart.

“It's beautiful,” I whispered.

“You're beautiful,” he said whispering into my ear.

I smiled at his words and realized how silly I was to feel jealous of that girl when Zayn did amazing things like this and said amazing words. He showed me how much he loved me everyday.

“I've never seen anything so perfect and feel perfect,” I said.

He placed a gently kiss on my cheek and said, “It feels perfect because you are here with me.”

I turned around and looked into his eyes the city lights making his eyes glow, “No view beats this one.”

He smiled then leaned in to place a gently kiss on my lips. Our lips moved together as one and let my hands travel up his chest resting right above his heart. I could feel the beat of his heart beat with every touch of our lips and to me that was the best feeling in the world. My arms snaked around his neck causing our kiss to grow more intense. His hands started to travel down my back and onto my bottom. I felt him squeeze a bit making a light moan escape and I bit down onto his bottom lip trying to fight back a loud moan. He moaned and I grazed my teeth along his bottom lip lightly sucking it then resuming back to our kiss. His hands traveled to the hem of my dress and he started to pull it up letting his hands travel up my thigh getting closer to my private area. I wanted to continue, but I couldn't let him until he knew the reasons why I didn't want to sleep with him.

I pulled away from our touch and said, “Zayn. Wait.”

I looked into his eyes and he looked embarrassed, “I am sorry. I was going to far.”

“No. no. I wanted you to, but,” I stopped not sure if I could go on and tell him. I was scared that he would think I was so stupid. I didn't want him to think less of me.

“but,” he prompted.

“But it was to do with my past,” I said looking down at the ground embarrassed.

He used his fingers to gently lift up my face making my eyes meet his and I could see all the love that sparkled in his eyes. I wanted to tell him everything that was going on with me, but I wasn't sure how. How can I tell the boy I love that the reason I can not give him all of me was because I was afraid that he would betray me or worse think less of me because of that past I so much regret.

“Ella, you can trust me. You can tell me anything you want. I will always love you no matter what,” he said then placed a light kiss on my lips.

I sighed then turned my back on him not wanting to see his reaction as I told him about my past, “when I was in high school I liked this boy. John. He was nice and was full of sweet words and promises. I was a fool. A stupid girl that fell for his game. He told me he loved me and that he wanted me. I gave him everything and all he did was take my innocence from me leaving me with shame and disgust. I felt so stupid to fall for a guy that all he wanted was sex. I was nothing but an object to him,” I said and I hadn't realized that I had tears streaming down my face.

I turned around to look at Zayn and tried to find some type of repulsion towards me, but all I saw was love. The same sparkle of love I had seen before.

“I haven't been able to look at a guy or be with anyone or feel anything for anyone since him. Until you,” I said, “every time I am with you I lose control. I guess what I am trying to say is I am yours. I don't want to be with anyone else.”

Zayn stepped forward closing the space between us. He took my hand in his then placed it over his heart. I could feel the his heart beat faster and I liked the feeling of that thumping against my hand.

“Media is always saying how I am a thief of hearts. They are wrong. You're the thief,” he said, “My heart belongs to you. You're my thief of hearts.”

I smiled at him letting the tears escape my eyes.

“I don't care how many people there are in the world. I want you. I want you no matter the past. I want you and you should know I don't plan on letting you go Ella. I am not sure I can. You make me happy,” he said.

I was crying now, but not because I was sad. I was crying because I couldn't believe that I had found someone who could love me this much and who I can love as well.

“I don't know what I did to deserve you,” I said.

“You deserve more than this,” he said and kissed my lips gently.

I kissed him back letting the beat of our hearts beat together. Everything felt so perfect. I never thought I would ever have this feeling. This feeling where the whole world around me means nothing compared to a simple touch of his skin against mine. Where everyone disappears leaving nothing but our love for each other to be felt between us. This felt so right. I felt like this was where I belonged. In his arms. Our kiss was broken when sudden rain started to pour down on us.

We both laughed then he took my head in his hands and continued to kiss me. I let ran my fingers through his hair and continued to kiss him. We let the rain wet us letting in droplets of rain into our mouths with every kiss.

Zayn pulled away saying, “we should get to the car before you get sick.”

I nodded then reached down to take off my heals. We both walked down the little hike trail that led back to the car and I could feel the mud between my toes. Zayn was definitely going to pay for this. When we got to the car I was shivering because I was soaked. Zayn opened the door to the car telling me to go in, but I shook my head refusing to go inside.

“My feet are all muddy,” I said.

He looked down at my feet and I wiggled my toes in the mud. We both laughed and he sat me down in the seat of the car letting my feet hang out. He ran to the trunk taking out a towel and then wiped the mud off my feet. I giggled and laughed as he tickled my feet. When I was all clean I scooted into the backseat of the car and Zayn sat in next to me. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself trying to warm myself up. Zayn reached over to me then wrapped a jacket that he had in the car around me.

“Thank you,” I said.

He wrapped his arms around me trying to warm me up. I started to feel a lot warmer and I was thankful once again for having Zayn next to me.

“Why is it raining during the summer? I thought it was always sunny in California.” Zayn said.

I laughed, “Zayn it rains here too. Sometimes in the summer as well.”

We both laughed and sat in the car holding each other. He started to kiss my neck and I cocked my neck to the side holding his head in place letting his lips travel up my neck until his lips met mine. We let our lips move together making my blood boil with lust. His hands traveled down my body and onto my thigh. His fingertips dug into my thigh making a shot of electricity travel through my body. I felt his hand travel up my thigh slowly and I started to lose my breathe. His kisses traveled back to my neck while his hand traveled up my thigh. I was gasping for air trying to control what I was feeling. All this lust and love I felt for him was overwhelming. He kissed my shoulder then used his teeth to pull down the tiny strap of my dress. His hand rested in my inner thigh his fingers digging gently into my skin.

“Zayn,” I panted, “I am not ready to do it yet.”

“We won't,” he said then continued to kiss my neck leading the kisses down onto my chest. I brought my hands up to his chest then started to take off his jacket. Once his jacket was off I let my hands travel down to the hem of his t shirt slowly bringing it up. I brought the shirt over his head revealing his perfect toned skin. I stared at his chiseled perfect body admiring it. I let my fingers travel across his chest resting for a couple seconds just long enough to feel the beat of his heart. Then they traveled down to his stomach. I looked into his eyes and I could see that sparkle I loved so much. I wrapped my arm around his waist then pulled him closer to me causing me to lay back across the backseat. His perfect body hovered over me making my chest rise and fall faster with every breath I took. He continued to kiss my neck traveling the kisses down onto my chest. He pulled my dress down exposing my chest. I was wearing a strapless bra that bared more skin than usual. He kissed me right above my breast then letting his bottom lip brush across it before his lips closed down on it placing a gently kiss. My fingers ran through his hair then clenched onto it, the tiny straps between my fingers. I held him in place as his mouth traveled through my body. He looked up at me his eyes meeting mine and I knew he was checking if I was OK with this and I was. His mouth met mine once more and we continued to kiss as I felt his hand run up my thigh once more. I gasped as I felt his hand at the hem of my panties.

“Zayn,” I said under his lips, “No.”

He retrieved his hand then kissed the corner of my lips whispering, “I'm sorry.”

He pulled off of me and I sat up pulling up my dress so that I was covered up once more.

“I get carried away when I am with you. I am sorry.” He said.

“No. Don't be. I am get carried away too.” I said.

He leaned in to me then brushed my hair back gently whispering, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said and his lips presses against mine once more.

We pulled away and I said, “Lets go home.”

He nodded then moved up to the front seat to turn on the engine.

On the way home I fell asleep. I dream about Christian. He was holding me in his arms and telling me how much he loved me. I hugged him back and told him that I wanted to be with him. He kept asking me what I was going to do about Zayn and I all I kept saying was that he was gone.

“I don't love him anymore,” I said.

“Ella,” I heard a familiar voice, “Ella.”

I slowly opened my eyes and found Zayn's beautiful brown eyes staring down at me, “We are here.”

I looked around confused. Why was I dreaming about Christian?

“Are you alright,” Zayn asked.

“I am fine.”

We got off the car and Zayn walked me up to my apartment holding me in his arms.

“I'll call you tomorrow morning,” he said.

I shook my head and grabbed his hand pulling him towards me, “Stay with me.”

He smiled then kissed the top of my head, “I'd love to.”

We both walked into my apartment getting rid of our wet clothes. I gave Zayn some basketball shorts that I bought in case he stayed over some night. We both got into bed and he pulled me close against him as we both fell asleep.


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