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...


6. Chapter 6

 Chapter 6 – Zayn

It's been two weeks since I've last seen her and I am sitting here in my hotel room on strange bed in a strange city thinking about a girl who was practically a stranger to me. I stare at my phone wondering whether I should text her or call her. I know I told her I would call her, but it just doesn't seem fair to give her a call if I know that we could never be together because of my career. Times like these are when I wished I hadn't chosen this path in my life, but I know it makes me happy and I love what I do.

I wonder if she thinks of me just like I think of her. I smiled remembering when the night she slept in my hotel room because she was drunk and begged me not to leave her. She talked in her sleep and none of it made sense to me until she said my name. She was saying something about noticing her and begging me not to leave her. I knew that she felt a the same connection that I did when we first bumped into each other. I wouldn't call it love because I do not believe at love at first sight, but I know that there is connection between in us and maybe that was the reason why couldn't stop thinking about her. The way she smiled at the ground whenever I looked into her eyes made me want to ring her and hear her voice.

I pick up my cellphone and start to dial her number, but I stop myself thinking that it won't be fair to either of to do this to ourselves. There is no way this can work out. I know I told her we can be friends, but I know that I want more with her and I know that putting some distance between us will help me forget about her. How can someone I know so little about have this massive effect in my life? She was in my head constantly. Everywhere I went she was there in my mind. I thought of the millions of questions that I had to ask her to get to know her better. There was so much I wanted to know about her. What was her favorite color? What type of music did she like? Does she have a favorite fruit? Does she have any siblings? Endless of questions roamed in my mind.

I pick up my phone again and start to text: Hi Ella how are you?

I press delete and start again: I miss you, Ella. How have you been?

I press the delete button again and decide to not text her at all. Why hasn't she texted me or ringed me? I mean I know I left it pretty clear that I did not want anything with her, but I think we can still be friends. Although I do want to be with her. All this thinking about her was starting to give me a massive headache. I bury my head in my knees and sigh. Then my cell phone starts to ring. I quickly grab my phone from beside me and answer not looking at the caller ID.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Zayn, I am hungry and bored. What you up to?” It was just Niall.

“Oh, Niall it's you. Um, just in bed doing nothing mate.”

“Where you expecting someone else, mate?”

“Not really,” I lie.

“Well I am not Ella. If that's who you were expecting.”

“I wasn't,” I lie again.

“Well let's go grab some grub. I am starving.”

“Aren't you always?”

“Good point, mate. Meet me down in the lobby in five,” he says and hangs up.

I never understood why that lad was always hungry. He ate all the time and I always wondered why he wasn't full or why he didn't gain wait. He ate just about anything. He could it a whole cow all by himself if he wanted to.

I put on my shoes and walk to the mirror to check my hair. It was looking great as always. I meet Niall down at the lobby and we agree to go eat some In and Out.

We sitting at In and Out and a few fans walk towards us asking for some pictures and autographs. We take some fun pictures with them and then continue eating our burgers. Here in America we were not as big as we are back home in England., but that is why we were here. We have a few sold out concerts and yes many fans recognize us and we have to stop and take pictures with them, but I do not mind all of that. They are the ones who are making all of this possible. I never actually though that any of this would be possible. When I auditioned for the x factor it was only because I just wanted some attention. I want someone to tell me that I could sing and that I was good. I never wanted the fame or the money that was just a bonus, but the fans were the ones that made all of this possible and I owed them everything.

“So are you going to tell me why you were expecting Ella to call?” Niall asked.

“I wasn't.” I lied.

“Mate, she is not going to call. She probably thinks you hate her.” Niall said.

What he said caught me off guard, “Why would she hate me?”

“Well you basically told her that you didn't want to give her a chance.” He said.

“That's not true. I told her we can be friends.” I said. I guess I did showed her that I didn't want anything to do with her, but it was only because I do not want any of to end up getting hurt and I hardly knew this girl. There is no way anything could happen between us. We can't even get a chance to be friends.

“Have you called her,” he asked.

“No, but--”

“That is my point right there, Zayn,” he interrupted, “you are showing her that you want nothing to do with her.”

“I do want to be her friend, mate, but I don't think that would work out because of this lifestyle. You know how it is,” I said.

“Yes I do, but one thing I have learned is you do not lose anything by trying. That's how we became a band, mate,” he said.

I smiled because he had a point. We wouldn't be here at the other side of the world loving the dream if we didn't try. Maybe if I tried to be Ella's friend, then we can work things out and possibly be more than friends. Niall can be very helpful sometimes.

We finish our burgers and walk around town getting to know this strange place. We've never been to Denver before and all of this was new to us. We walked around the city and went into a few stores where Niall and I bought some shoes and a bunch of junk. Now that we had money there was no point of having it if you couldn't spend it. When we went into a music store we got stopped by a few fans who asked for some photos and autographs. The music cashier looked at us confused and I can tell she wasn't a fan. I think she was upset because there was a lot of teenage girls in the store not buying anything. Niall must have noticed her frustration as well because he agreed that it was time to go back to the hotel.

On our way out the hotel there was a girl who looked as if she was thirteen or so that asked us for a picture. We took a picture with her and signed her One Direction t shirt. Then she asked, “Zayn, is the girl that was at the air port with you your girlfriend?”

At first I was confused by her question, but then I remembered Ella was at the air port with me. I kindly smiled at the thirteen year old girl and said, “No, I hardly even know her. We are just friends.”

She smiled back and said, “Too bad. You guys looked very cute together. I would ship you two.”

Her last comment definitely confused me. What did she mean by 'ship?' Did she want to put me on a boat? I always though Louis was the boat sort of guy no really me. I couldn't even swim. I just smiled at the girl and nodded.

When we arrived at the hotel Harry and Louis were in my hotel room jumping on my bed.

“Harry! How did you guys get in?” I asked.

“Again, Zayn. Seducing the cleaning lady is the answer.” Harry said.

Suddenly I pictured Harry trying to seduce the cleaning lady to give him a key to my room and the thought of it made me laugh.

“It didn't work.” Louis said, “she didn't fall for his curly locks or his cheeky smile.”

“So then how did you get in,” I asked. They were still jumping up and down on my bed like little kids.

“We had to use Paul to seduce her,” Harry said.

The thought of Paul seducing the cleaning lady made me laugh and I couldn't stop laughing. Niall was laughing as well when Paul walked in the room and said, “I am never doing anything like that again.”

“Oh come on Paul. It was fun.” Louis said.

“She wanted me to go into the supply room with her. It was dark in there and she wanted to be alone.” Paul said.

We all burst with laughter and we couldn't help ourselves but keep making fun of Paul and laugh at him. We spent the rest of the evening in my hotel room watching movies and playing video games. Then Liam came and asked if we wanted to do a twitcam with him, but I really wasn't in the mood for one so Harry, Louis, and Niall all went with him to join him at a twitcam. I wouldn't mind doing a twitcam with the lads, but I couldn't stop thinking about what Niall had said. I should give it a try with Ella the worst thing that could happen is that we won't be friends, but the best thing that could happen is we could be really amazing friends and maybe we can be more. I know that I do want to try and be more with her, but being friends can be the best for both of us for right now.

Once that lads were gone I picked up my phone and dialed Ella's number.
























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