Bradford Bad Girl ➳ Z.M.

She was your typical bad girl and he was your typical bad boy but hate complete hatred for each other. There families never got along they always go back and forth with wars. But one night when there forced at each other the hate fades and love gets in the way. But what will there families think? *Zayn Malik fanfiction*


4. Actions speak louder then words.

Chapter 3

Zoey's P.O.V.

I starred at his broad figure stunned. His eyes shinned as he starred through the glass at me. I slowly unlocked the door hesitantly. He slipped in as I opened it. Words were caught in my throat I didn't know what to say. My mouth hung open waiting for words to slip out.

"Look I know I should't be here!" He whispered. Finally my chest lightened up allowing me to talk.

"Why are you here?" I questioned.

"Because I needed to see you!" He said.

"Why?" I questioned.

"To see if the things I'm feeling were real!" He said pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"You're right you shouldn't be here!" I whispered.

"Don't tell me you didn't feel it to! When we kissed I felt like nothing could break us! You have something I need and I want it so badly." He said moving his body closer to mine allowing his hot breath to press against my face.

"Yes I may have felt it but our families would never let us be together! Don't you get it were rivals?" I whimpered.

"Yes I do get it! I just don't care enough about to let that get in the way of me wanting you." He said.

"Don't you remember just earlier today how much you hated me?" I was making excuses now. The way I'm feeling about him are infinite but even me seen as the bad girl I was scared. I was scared to look in his eyes. Scared to let myself fall in love. Scared of what my Louis will think. Scared of father finding out. But most of all scared of the boy standing right in front of me. 

He sat and pondered at my words but his actions defiantly spoke louder then his words. His lips smashed into as he grabbed my face. I couldn't even put it into words how I felt as he held me close. I pulled back and starred into his eyes I've never felt so alive. I pulled him over to my bed laying down and cuddling close to him. We sat there and talked and talked till my eyes felt heavy and slumber crept up on me.


(A/N) Sorry its so short but i hope you guys like it!(: Ilysm!

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