The Bradford Exchange - A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Aliza Francis has been chosen to go to Bradford for the student exchange program, she also finds out her host family is the Malik’s!
Zayn are Aliza were childhood best friends , they used to be inseparable, they used to share secrets , basically do everything together,
But what happens when they don’t stay in contact for a year..
what will happen when Aliza goes to Bradford for the Student Exchange Program?
Will Zayn be surprised? Or very surprised? …
Are they still close childhood friends? .. or have things have changed?


14. home...

Aliza’s P.O.V

Finally I was home not legit home really… I was at Zayn’s house which is obviously mine for the next few months.

I hated the hospital, it was just so clean! Every hour the cleaner would come in my room and clean it, and it was so annoying.  I had to stay for four days which felt like four weeks!

Danielle came over to see how I was coping and she bought me a cute little brown teddy,

And for those four days Zayn also kept on coming to the hospital and tried to talk to me but I kept on giving him the silent treatment or I made the nurse give excuses that I'm sleeping or taking a shower.

Oh  and I'm still going ahead with the silent treatment  so far it's been good cause I've been talking loads more with Waliyha and Safaa.

I was in my bed right now as the doctor said I still need to rest more for the rest of the week because I was meant to be in hospital for the rest of the week but I insisted that I wanted to come back home as I couldn’t stand the smell of cleaning products at that hospital room so that means no school and no Stephanie, YAY! Unless that thing comes here.

Here I was in my comfy bed , staring at the wall, I’m so bored Hmm what to do, idea! TWITTER!

I search for my phone which was on my bedside table, so I reach out for it and get it.

I log in twitter and search through my timeline, same old tweets, nothing about that Jay Sean competition , then I notice someone else… ohh Jordan is on,

Oii Jordannn!! :] I tweet.

Instantly I get a reply Heyy Alii ;P

Get on skype you dumbo :P  I tweet back.           

Okay :) he replied.

I get out from twitter app and go to the Skype app,

Jordan Reed wants to skype , accept or decline

I obviously accept,  The screen loads, and there he was grinning,  I missed my best buddy.

“Whoa Ali , don’t you get food there ? what’s happened to you? “

“ HA-HA your very funny, you should seriously consider becoming a damn comedian” I say with sarcasm.

“really? Hmm I guess I’ll consider it.” He winks.

Argh Jordan…

“Anyways how’ve you been? Anything new?” I ask.

“Well I’m good, just the usual I guess, oh wait the formal is coming up soon.”

“The formal? Aw I so want to be there right now, have you got yourself a date yet?”

“I wish you were here Alii, it’s so weird, and nope I’m going solo.”

“Aww I wish I was there as well, or else we both would’ve gone together ay.”

“haha yep, oh an Ali I have a surprise coming soon.”  He blurts out.

“O – M - G what is it?” I ask grinning.
“Um..  It’s a surprise… if I tell you it won’t be one.. duhhh.” He winks.

“Fudge you.” I say in a grumpy tone.

He pokes his tongue out. “Ali wow you’ve kind of changed, no swearing? What happened?”

“Haha very funny.. Well obviously I would stop if Zayn would keep on picking on me not to swear ..its annoying.”

“Jordan! open the door!” I hear a familiar female voice yell, oh that’s his mum!

“Oh shit! Ali I gotta go, mums here.” Before I reply back he logs off and the call drops.

I sigh. What to do now hmm.

Then I hear someone enter my room, I look up from my phone , argh Zayn’s here.

Cue the silent treatment.

“Well , well , well. So I have stopped you from swearing.”

He was eavesdropping? That is a privacy invasion.  Arghhh!

I roll my eyes but don’t say anything cause of the silent treatment thing.

 “Ali I know your mad at me. “ he says sitting on my bed.

Nah shit… I just go through my phone and ignore him

“What do I have to do get you talking to me again?”

I carry on flicking through my phone.

Before I  realise Zayn snatches my phone.

“Oii give me back my phone back!”  I shout.

“No, first forgive me.” He says waving the phone around in the air.

“No.” I cross my arms.

“Then no phone.” Zayn smirks.

Hmmm how do I get my phone off Zayn?  Eep I have a plan!

I reach out for my phone towards him. “Owww , it hurts so much, I fake, touching my ribs to make it seem more realistic.

“Ali are you okay? Ali tell me what happened?” He asks genuinely then drops my phone on my bed; my hands were covering my face, so it looked like I was crying.

“Ali, are you okay?”  Zayn asks again softly.

I uncover my hands from my hands and.. “Hahahahahahah! You fell for that Zayn? You’re so damn gullible”

“You should seriously consider being an actor that was pretty convincing.”

“Hell no… I wanna become a singer.” I say.

“Really? Funny, I want to become a singer as well. “

“hmm serious? what’s your Favourite song?” I ask curiously.

Then I realise I’ve started talking to him again… mental facepalm. Ah well
“Ride It by Jay Sean.”

“O-M-G I like that song too, but I prefer Cry it has a good dance routine and the lyrics are just awww.

“You’re talking to me again.”

“Nah crap Einstein.” This time Zayn rolls his eyes.


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