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...


31. Chapter 31

Chapter 31

I woke up finding two brown eyes staring at me. Oh how I loved to wake up to the sight of him. I wanted to stay here next to him forever staring at him and kissing him.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said.

I smiled at the sound of those words escaping his lips.

“Good morning,” I said.

“Last night was wonderful,” he said.

I stretched my neck to plant a light kiss on his lips.

“Yes it was, thank you,” I said.

“I feel a lot closer to you now. I am glad that you told me about your past. It shows me that you trust me and I know that you love me.”

“I do love you,” I said then kissed his lips once more this time prolonging the kiss. His hands started to slowly travel down my body. My leg instinctively wrapped around his waist causing my body to be closer to his. Our lips continued to move against each other. His tongue brushed my bottom lip making it;s way into my mouth causing my heart to beat faster. I ran my fingers through his messy hair and clenched down feeling the tiny strands between my fingers. My chest pressed onto his and my hips moved towards his body. I could feel his prominent bulge against my leg and I gasped under his lips. His teeth grazed my bottom lip as my mouth parted in shock. My heart was beating fast and my blood was boiling with lust. I clenched my teeth down onto his bottom lip in frustration because my body yearned for his body, but my head kept telling me I wasn't ready. I heard a small moan escape his lips as I clenched down onto his lip and the sound was so exotic that my hips thrusted towards him once more. He then shifted so that he was hovering over me. His body was lightly pressed onto mine and I could feel as my chest rose and fell faster with every touch of our lips. I could feel his erection against me and my hips kept thrusting involuntary towards him. I stopped thinking and I let my hands travel down his back. They stopped just before getting to his bottom and Zayn stared at me confused wondering what I was doing. I smiled and kissed the corner of his lips shifting us so that we were laying side by side. I continued to kiss him letting my hands travel back up to his chest. I could feel his bare chest against my fingers.

I let my fingers trace lines on his chest as my kisses travel down to his neck. I bit his neck lightly making him moan. The sound was so beautiful that it made me smile. I closed my lips onto his skin then started to suck lightly leaving a reddish mark on his neck. I continued to kiss him leading the kisses back up to his lips. My hands traveled down his chest until they met his v line right above his shorts. I let my fingers trace the hem of his shorts causing Zayn to pull away from our kiss. He stared at me confused, but I ignored it and continued to kiss him. Then with out thinking my hand traveled to the inside of his shorts causing Zayn to gasp under my lips.

“Ella,” He whispered breathlessly, but I ignored him and continued to kiss him as my fingers lightly wrapped around his prominent size. I bit down onto his bottom lips again this time because I was nervous and was not sure what I was doing. I felt his fingers dig onto my back as I started to move my hand on his penis.

“Ella,” he whispered again, “Stop.”

But I didn't want to stop. I wanted him. My body wanted him. All of him. I took my hand out of his shorts resting it on the hem of his shorts. My mind was debating with my body wondering if I should take off his shorts. Just when I was about to make up my mind we hear a loud crash coming from outside my bedroom. Zayn and I stare at each other confused wondering what the noise was. Then we heard yelling coming from outside. We both forgot about what we were doing and quickly stood up to check out what was going on.

We walked out of the bedroom and found Harry, Monica, and Danny standing in the living room. They were all staring at each other angrily. Monica had tears in her eyes and was standing between Harry and Danny. There was broken glass on the floor which explained the loud crash noise, but it did not explain why Harry was hear and why Danny looked like he wanted to kill Harry or why Monica was crying.

“Monica what's going on,” I asked.

She stared at me feeling guilty and I looked over at Harry who stared at me with the same guilt.

“Harry,” Zayn said, “What's wrong mate?”

No one spoke we just all stood there in silence until Danny spoke.

“I'll tell you what's wrong. Monica here is cheating on me with this fucker,” he yelled.

“Danny,” Monica cried, “that's not what happen. I'm sorry.”

Harry stood in silence staring at Monica. There was pain in his eyes. I soon understood what was going on. Harry liked Monica. It explained why he was acting so weird lately and why he didn't want to meet Nicolette.

“Monica,” I said, “is this true?”

“No,” she said quickly then paused and said, “Yes, but I am sorry. It was a mistake. I'm sorry Danny.” She was pleading him and she stepped towards him.

Danny stepped back and said, “You know what I am done here. We are done.” He walked out of the house not looking back. Monica was left in the middle of the living room crying while Harry was left confused and lonely.

Monica turned to Harry.

Harry opened his mouth and spoke, “I didn't know he was here.”

“Harry,” Monica said, “just leave. I need to be alone.”

Harry didn't argue he just nodded and walked away.

Zayn ran after him to talk to him while I stayed behind to talk to Monica. She sat down on the couch letting the tears fall out. I sat next to her trying to comfort her.

“Monica what is going on?”

“I messed up Ella. I messed up badly,” she said.

“How? What happened?”

“I slept with Harry. That's what happen.” she said sobbing.

“You what?”

“It was a couple weeks ago. I had gotten into an argument with Danny and I was in a vulnerable state. Harry was the only one here with me and he was nice to me. He kept telling me I deserve better and that he cared about me. One thing led to another and we ended up sleeping together.”

“Oh my,” was all I managed to say.

“The thing was that he was different. I felt different with Harry,” she said.

“You mean like you are in love with him?”

“No I am in love with Danny, but I like being with Harry. I feel fun and carefree when I am with him,” she said, “is it possible to be in love with two people at the same time?”
I took a minute to think about it because I had no idea how to answer that question. I mean I am in love with Zayn, but lately I've been feeling like I miss Christian. Was it because I was in love with him? No. It can't be that.

“I,” I said, “I am not sure.”

“The thing is that after that one night we kept seeing each other. It was only a couple times, but I liked being with him. He kept telling me to break up with Danny and be with him, but I couldn't. I love Danny. I kept telling him no, but I couldn't stay away from him either. I messed up Ella. Now that Danny walked away I realized I love him more than anything. I feel so bad. I want to be with Danny.”

“What about Harry?” I asked.

She looked at me trying to find the right words to say, “I don't love Harry. I can't be with him, but I don't want to hurt him.”

“So why was Harry here?” I asked looking down at the broken glass.

“He came to ask me to be his girlfriend, but when I opened the door and he came in he kissed me and Danny was here and saw everything. He broke the vase. What do I do Ella?”

I sighed not knowing what advice to give her. All I knew was that if she was really in love with Danny than she shouldn't give up on him.

“I guess all I can say is talk to Harry, but be gentle. As for Danny,” I said, “If you really love him let him know and show him that you are sorry. Show him that you do love him. Be patient with him too.”

She nodded and wiped the tears off her face. I couldn't believe that she and Harry were secretly seeing each other. I can't believe she would do that to Danny or Harry. I know Harry is going through a lot too. I can only imagine what he is going through. From what Monica was telling me I could tell that he was really into her, but I could also tell that Monica liked him as well. The she talked about him and how she felt gave me the sense that she liked him very much, but I guess it isn't enough to be in love with him like she is with Danny.

Monica wiped the tears from her face and stood up.

“I am going to shower. Everything will be fine,” she said as if she was trying to convince herself. She smiled and walked away.

I sighed and through myself back onto the couch. The door then opened and Zayn walked in. I looked over at his beautiful features. He was still shirtless and in his shorts. I laughed and said, “did you go outside like that?”

He looked down at himself then said, “i did. Is there something wrong with that?”

“I approve of the millions of girls who have posters of you in their bedrooms because it's just a picture, but I do have neighbors that think you are hot and I don't blame them for thinking that.”
He walked over to me standing in front of me.

“Are you afraid one of you're neighbors would fall in love with me,” he asked.

“No I am afraid that the slut from next door will seduce you and you will fall for her,” I said.

He laughed leaning in to kiss me then said, “I only have eyes for one girl. A naughty girl who had wandering hands this morning.”

I blushed with embarrassment and looked down trying to avoid his stare.

“I am sorry about that. I got carried away. It won't happen again,” I said.

“Oh no. Don't stop on my account. I just don't want you to feel like I am pressuring you to do anything.” He said.

“You're not.” I said, “How is Harry?”

“Well I've never seen him like that before. He said he thinks he is falling for Monica. What did Monica say?” Zayn asked.

“She said she loves Danny and that she doesn't want to hurt Harry.”

We both sighed at the same time then looked at each other and laughed. He then kissed me and said, “Come on naughty girl. Let's get dressed. We have a big day ahead of us.”

“A big day?” I asked.

“It's a surprise,” he said pulling me towards the bedroom.

We went into the bedroom and I grabbed some clothes to get dressed in the bathroom.

“You know I don't mind if you change in front of me Ella,” Zayn said as I walked to the bathroom.

“I do mind,” I said.

I heard him laugh as I closed the door of the bathroom. I quickly changed and fixed my hair and make up. I stepped out of the bathroom and found Zayn sitting on my bed and flipping through a book.

“I read this book when I was going to school,” he said.

I looked at the title, The Great Gatsby.

“That is one of my favorite books. I can read that thousands of times.”

“I didn't think it was that good of a book,” he said.

“That is because you are a guy and not romantic,” I said throwing a pillow that was near me at him.

“No it is because I was left with lots of school work to do about it. I am romantic. I took you to that nice place yesterday,” he said.

“Yes you did. Thank you for that. It was romantic,” I said.

“You're very welcome. I'll give this book a try again,” he said.

“You can borrow it just take very good care of it,” I said.

“I will,” he said rolling his eyes.

I jumped on top of him my body slamming onto him making him fall back on the bed. He groaned and I laughed as I kissed his neck.

I looked up at him our eyes meeting with each other.

“I can't believe how much I love you,” he said stroking my hair back.

“I can't believe you love me when there are millions of girls after you,” I said jokingly.

“None of them are as kind, smart, and beautiful as you,” he said.

I giggled my cheeks turning red then in one swift move he managed to move me underneath him as he hovered over me. I squealed and he shut me up by planting a kiss on my lips. He then kissed the corner of my lips then my cheeks and then my forehead. He planted kisses all over my face as I giggle.

“Zayn,” I laughed, “you're acting crazy.”

“I'm crazy in love with you Ella,” he said.

I laughed and said, “And I with you Zayn. Now, are you going to tell me what the surprise is?”

He kissed my lips softly. Once. Twice. Then started to make the kiss a bit more intense. Our lips moved in sync making me lose myself in the taste of his lips. When I realized what he was trying to do I pulled away and said, “Zayn answer my question.”

“No I am not going to tell you,” he said then stood up from the bed.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Let's go we are going to be late,” he said ignoring my question.

He managed to get me out of the apartment and into the car. He got into the driver seat and started to drive off.


The car ride was pretty long mostly because there was traffic. I fell asleep for a bit and I was thankful not to have any more Christian dreams. When I looked outside the window I noticed we were close by my neighborhood where I went to high school. It was only about twenty minutes away from where we were. We parked at a restaurant and I looked over at Zayn annoyed that he didn't tell me we were coming to a restaurant.

“What?” he asked.

“I can't go in there looking like this,” I said.

“You look beautiful,” he said.

“You are not helping.”

He laughed then stepped out of the car. He opened my door and helped me out of the car. We walked through the back door of the restaurant so that paparazzi wouldn't see us or bother us. We had to walk through the kitchen where there was a man in a nice suite who greeted us.

“Mr. Malik, your guests have arrived,” he said.

Zayn nodded and thank the man.

“Guests?' I asked, “What gue--”

“Hi Ella,” my mother interrupted.

There in the restaurant was my mom, my dad, and my annoying twin brothers. Oh no. Zayn is here and so are my parents. This should be interesting.


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