Love Conquers Evil

Charlotte is your average girl. Her and her best friend Dakota are looking for romance this summer - but when Charlotte meets Zayn Malik, the temperamental boxer who sees her as eye candy what will happen? Zayn claims her as his even though she doesn't agree. Will Zayn snap on Charlotte? Will Charlotte actually fall for Zayn? Does Zayn have real feelings for Charlotte? Discover the adventures that the two of them go on together while facing the world.


3. Coffee


Charlotte POV

I look down at our hands that are joined together up to his face. He's staring straight ahead and not at me. Damn it Charlotte how do I get myself into these situations? We enter the coffee shop and I try to figure out a viable excuse for letting go without him getting angry. To my surprise, when I try to separate our hands he let's me and shows no negative reaction for it. 

"I'll have a large mocha cappuccino, extra mocha and she'll have..." Zayn trails off, looking at me.

"Um...a medium caramel macchiato," I tell the cashier. The girl nods and enters the information before making a point of checking Zayn out. 

"Go grab a table," Zayn says to me. I sigh and go sit in a two person booth. He comes to sit across from me about a minute after I sit down. "Caramel girl huh?" He slides my macchiato across the table to me. I take a sip of it and then look at him expectantly.

"Phone," I hold out my hand.

"No," He answers, taking a sip of his.

"Damn it Zayn. Give me my fucking phone," I snap.

"Stop getting worked up. Just relax and have fun," He answers calmly, but his right fist is clenched.

"Have fun? You practically kidnapped me," I exclaim.

"Keep making a scene and I'll treat you like you've been kidnapped," He threatens. I drop my head in my hands. 

"This isn't fun," I say quietly.

"That's because you're scared of me," He says coolly. 

"Am not," I lie again. He raises his eyebrows and smirks while nodding a yes. "Will you just take me home?" I ask.

"Yes. IF you agree to come to my next fight," He answers.

"When and where?" I inquire, desperate to get away from him for at least now.

"The same place and in two days. Same time," Zayn responds.

"Okay. Deal. Now take me home," I demand. He sighs and nods, getting up from his seat and trashing his coffee. "Well that was a waste of money," I mumble. He shoots me a glare and I look away.

Zayn leads the way back to his car and I climb in, telling him where to go so that he can drop me off. We drive for ten minutes and then he pulls up outside of my flat. He pulls out my phone and places it in my hand, but doesn't let go yet. "Remember our deal. If you back out of your side I will not be happy." He warns. I nod and get out of the car. The window rolls down. "And...I know where you live," He winks at me and then speeds off.

What the hell have I gotten myself into??

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