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...


33. Chapter 33

Chapter 33

“I love you, Ella,” the words escaped his mouth slowly and softly.

“I love you, too,” I said, “I made a mistake. I should have stayed with you.”

He closed his eyes as if to hide the pain from that memory. The memory of the day I left him for Zayn. He then opened his eyes and looked at me with so much love in his eyes. He place both hands on the side of my face holding me in place. I could suddenly see that he was always the right one for me. All this time he was the one that protected me. I felt safe in his hold. I closed my eyes regretting the decision I had made before and soon there was a pair of tender lips touching with mine. My expression relaxed and I let myself get lost in this tender kiss.

He pulled away far enough to be able to speak, “I will always love you. I will take you back any day.”

“Ella,” I heard Zayn's voice, “Ella, wake up.”

I opened my eyes in shock. Zayn was hovering over me staring down at me.

“Are you alright,” He asked.

I couldn't find the right words to say to him. I was not alright. I just had a dream about leaving Zayn for Christian. What was wrong with me?

“Ella. You don't look so well? You are pale. Are you ill?” He asked.

I shook my head, “I am fine. It's just...just a bad dream.”

“Oh baby,” he said wrapping me in his arms, “it's alright. I am here. You are awake now nothing will harm you.”

I buried my head in his chest and started to cry. It wasn't me was I was crying for. It was Zayn. I didn't want to hurt him. I love him. I do. Why was I dreaming about Christian? None of this made sense. I didn't want to tell Zayn the truth behind my nightmare. It will only break his heart. How can I ever tell him that I am fantasizing about being with someone else?

I pulled away from Zayn and got out of the car. He sat in the car confused of what was going on with me. I slammed the car door then walked off to my apartment. I heard another door slam and then Zayn's foot steps behind me.

“Ella,” he called after me, “Are you alright?”

I didn't say anything. I just kept walking trying to make sense of what was happening with me. Why was I constantly dreaming about Christian?

“Ella,” he called again. He was only a couple step behind me.

I started to walk faster trying to avoid him. I couldn't look at him right now. I feel like I cheated on him. I love him too much to ever hurt him by telling him about this.

“Ella, are you still mad about me arranging the lunch with your parents?” He asked.

I stopped when I got half way up the stairs to my apartment and turned around to look at Zayn. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at me and I all I wanted to do was kiss him and hold him in my arms to show him how much I love him. I do love him, but was do I keep thinking about Christian.

“I am sorry,” He said, “I should have told you about your parents.”

I closed my eyes thinking of how amazing he is. How can I let him know that he is the only one for me. No matter what my dreams say or what creeps in my mind. He was the one I loved. I opened my eyes and looked at him. His brown eyes staring back at me. There was a twinkle in his eyes that made me smile. I slowly walked down the stairs stopping one stair before him. I hovered over him and snaked my arms around his neck.

He opened his mouth to speak once more, but before he said anything I planted a gently kiss on his lips. I kissed him letting a tear fall out.

He pulled away whispering, “Don't cry.”

“I am sorry,” I said wiping the tears off my face.

“Don't be,” he said, “Now why are you crying? You are to beautiful to let those tears ruin you?”

I smiled at him and said, “It doesn't matter, but no I am not mad at you.”

He smiled at me that sweet smile I love and said, “good because I wouldn't be able to stand you being angry with me.”

I kissed his lips and said, “aren't they waiting for you in the studio?”

He groaned kissing me once more, “yes, but I want to stay here kissing you for ever.”

I laughed and said, “Go to work. I have some things to do anyways.”

He kissed me one more time and then turned around and left. I stayed there at the bottom of the stairs watching him walk away. I took a deep breathe then went up the stairs and into my apartment. I sat down on the couch taking out my phone to dial Christian's number.

“Ella,” he answered questionably.

“Hi Christian,” I said.

“Hey, what's up,” he said.

“Um, I was wondering if we can get together and talk,” I said.

He was silent for a second and I started to wonder if this was a bad idea, “Yea sure,” he finally said, “is everything alright?”

“Yea everything is fine. I was just thinking how we haven't talked in a while.”

“Alright so when do you want to get together?”

“Um, well I am not busy now or maybe we can grab lunch together at work,” I said.

He paused once more then said, “Well I am busy now, but lunch sounds good. Will Zayn be joining us?”

“No he has a couple interviews tomorrow,” I said.

“Alright then lunch it is.” He said.

We both said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. I couldn't stop feeling like this was all wrong. Like I shouldn't be secretly calling up my ex boyfriend to have lunch with him. I shouldn't be thinking about my ex boyfriend or dreaming about him, but I wanted to know what this was. I want to know if what I feel for Zayn is real. I've never felt like this for anyone before and it scares me. What if the same about Christian, but I was just to scared to let those feelings out? Or let Christian in? I need to know the reason why I am thinking a lot about Christian. Why does he appear in my dreams? Why do I feel my stomach twist every time I see Adeline with him? I need to know what this is. I know I love Zayn, but is it possible I love Christian too?

I shook my head trying to shake all of these thoughts out of my head. Maybe I was all wrong about everything and I was overreacting about all this. I got up from the couch and hopped in the shower. I hoped that a cold shower would help me erase all of these thoughts of Christian and help me get a clear head about all this. I was confused and wasn't sure what to feel or do anymore.

I let the cold water run through my body washing off all the stress I was feeling. I closed my eyes and remembered that one night where I pictured Zayn in the shower with me. I remember wanting to have Zayn this close to me. Did I still want that? I opened my eyes clearing my head then closed them once more. When I closed my eyes the first person that popped in my head was Zayn. I started to think of how wonderful it would be to have him this close to me. I did want it. I want him close to me.

When I got out of the shower I walked to the living room only to find a curly haired boy sitting on the couch.

“Harry,” I said surprised, “what are you doing in here.”

He was starring blankly out into space, “you should really start locking that door.”

“Yea I will thanks for the tip. Aren't you suppose to be in the studio?”

“I finished recording my vocals. Zayn is still there. If that is what you wanted to know?”

“Thank you for letting me know, but what are you doing here Harry?” I asked.

He turned around to look at me and said, “I wanted to talk to you.”

“Are you OK?”

He looked away from me not answering my question. He sighed then slowly spoke, “I was stupid for thinking Monica would want to be with me.”

I took a deep breathe and walked over to sit next to him. He looked at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes, “Harry, she liked you. Trust me she did, but Danny and her have history. They have memories and laughs to share. She is in love with him, but that doesn't mean she never liked you.”

“But that isn't enough. I get it. She loves him. I never thought that I would like her this much. I thought maybe it would be a one night stand so to speak, but I like her. I hoped that she can like me that much too.”

“I am sorry Harry, but that wasn't the case. It hurts me to see you this way. I don't know what to do to help you.”

He gave me a weak smile that displayed the dimples on his cheeks, “I knew what I was getting myself into Ella. I just didn't think I would end up liking her this much. I think there is nothing to do to help me. I just,” he paused taking a deep breathe, “I see you and Zayn then I see Niall and Janell. You all look happy and so in love. Even Liam is constantly texting some girl he chooses not to mention. He says it's a friend, but I think she is more than a friend. I just wanted something like you all have.”

“You will Harry. It was never easy for Zayn and I,” I said, “it still isn't. It was hard to get to where we are, but you will get there and maybe not with Monica, but you will,”

He smiled again then took a deep breathe, “No I don't want it. I made up my mind I don't want any of that. Not after what I just went through. I rather just stick to my career. Girls are a distraction and complicated. I don't want to get any feelings involve not anymore.”

“You can't say that Harry. Just because it didn't work out with Monica it doesn't mean that it won't work out with any other girl.”

“I know that, but I don't want to get involved. It's like Louis said girls are all complicated and end up breaking your heart and wallet,” he said.

“You are taking advise from Louis,” I asked.

“I am. He is my best mate and he is right,” he said.

“But Louis is....well he is Louis,” I said.

“I made up my mind Ella. I just came here to ask you not to try and arrange anything with anyone. That includes that friend of yours Nicolette.” He said.

“But Nicolette is amazing and I know you would love her,” I said.

“No I don't care.” He said shaking that mop of hair on his head.

“Fine, but I still think she should meet you. She is a fan,” I said.

He got up from the couch making his way out the door saying, “Well maybe some day, but I am not interested.”

“Harry,” I called after him.

He turned around letting me see his face. He looked broken and hopeless. I wanted him to know that he is wrong about girls. I wanted to tell him that Monica was in love with him, but that wasn't the truth. So I just said, “You're going to be fine. You'll find that one girl that is worth it besides who can resist your charm.”

He laughed lightly revealing his boyish smile then turned around and walk out the door.


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I was sitting in the coffee shop near my work waiting for Christian. He agreed to meet me here after he finished re-shelving some books. I took a sip of my coffee thinking whether this was a good idea. When I put my coffee cup down I saw a dark haired guy walking towards me. He smiled at the sight of me and all these memories of my time with Christian started to crowd my mind. I smiled at him and stood up to hug him. We sat down and he ordered his coffee.

“So what's up Ella,” he asked.

“I actually missed you,” I said.

“You do realize we work together,” He said raising an eyebrow.

“It isn't the same we don't get to talk like we used to,” I said.

He rose his eyebrow once more looking confused.

“I mean I know I didn't really tell you much about my personal life, but you used to talk to me everyday and I sort of miss that.”

The waitress brought over his coffee and he took a sip of it before saying, “Ella I was your boyfriend of course I talked to you everyday. I bet you do that with Zayn now and it is kind of weird if I talked to you now that you are with him.”

“No it isn't. I still want us to be friends,” I said smiling.

“He hates me Ella.” He said.

“He does not, but anyways I am not here to talk about Zayn,” I said.

“So why are we here exactly. You sounded weird when you said you wanted to meet,” he said scrunching his eyebrows.

I frowned thinking of all those dreams and thoughts I’ve been having about him.

“Can I ask you something,” I ask.

He nodded prompting me to ask, “How are you and Adeline?”

“What do you mean?” He asked not understanding what I was trying to say.

“I mean are you guys happy?” I ask.

He put his coffee cup down on the table then spoke, “Are you trying to ask if I am happier than when I was with you?”

His question took me by surprise, “No. No. That is not what I meant.”

“I know what you meant,” he said smiling, “I am happy with her yes, but that doesn't change my feelings for you.”

I felt my cheeks getting warmer and nervously reached for my coffee taking a long sip to hide this reaction I had to his words.

“Ella, I still have feelings for you, but I know you are happy with Zayn and I know you love him. Adeline makes me happy and I know that maybe I can grow to love her,” He said sounding confident.

“I am happy for you,” I said.

The rest of our lunch we spent it gossiping about our co workers and talking about how people need to respect private property at work. We talked about the things we have been up to and I told him about Zayn meeting my parents.

“That must have been extremely awkward for you,” He said.

I laughed, “it was, but Zayn just wants to get to know me better and I understand him when it comes to that, but I'm just afraid that we are getting too close.”

“That is you're problem right there, Ella,” he said making my eyes open in shock, “you are always afraid of letting people in. You need to trust the people that love you.”

“I just don't understand how a person like Zayn can ever love me. I mean I am just a regular girl. What if he falls for another girl? Then I would have led him in for nothing.”

“You hold many qualities that no other girl has. If Zayn is a smart guy he would realize that there is no other girl like you,” he said and I could hear the sincerity in his voice. That was one of the things I liked about Christian he always knew the right words to say and he was always honest about it. That is one of the reasons I went out with him. He was safe. He would never hurt me. I just never thought I would be the one to hurt him. Now, I am sitting here across from him wondering if I made the right choice by leaving him.

I know I am in love with Zayn, but could it be that I was also falling for Christian?





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