DELETE (A Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Zayn Malik gets a lot of hate on the internet, but there is one hater who sticks out to him the most... A girl who constantly pops up into his life; one that he can't get rid of. "What is her deal?," Malik asks himself. The girl later ends up feeling a way she never expected.

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7. Chaos!

Zayn's POV

I woke up to a billion buzzes coming from my phone. It wouldn't stop buzzing. I picked up my phone, realizing all the buzzing was coming from Twitter. I also got a few messages from the boys. I clicked the messages the boys sent me first. They all sent me a link to something. I wonder what it was... I clicked the link to find a picture of me kissing Lia last night at the restaurant. It was posted by a news reporter with the caption of

"Zayn Malik kisses new girlfriend at a singing competition"

I can feel a small smile appear on my face... It didn't really bother me until I realized how all the fans will react once they find out that I'm "secretly dating" my number one hater; even though, I'm not. I go on Twitter to find that the word has already spread. I absolutely hated when the media start to assume stuff. Most of the time, the stories that they wrote were never true. I scroll through twitter to just find tons and tons of girls freaking out.

"HOW COULD HE CHOOSE HER WHEN SHE SENDS HIM HATE OMFG"

"I wonder if Zayn's on drugs tbh"

"@zaynmalik how ironic . Your lover is a hater. Heh I craic myself up"

I can't wait to see what Lia thinks about this...

Lia's POV

I just can't figure out why my phone is going all bazar... The Twitter icon keeps popping up, so I use my common sense to realize Twitter is the culprit. I was pretty sure all those notifications were just harassment until I spot a picture a fan tweeted.

There was a picture of Zayn kissing me on the cheek last night with the caption of

"Zayn Malik kisses new girlfriend at a singing competition"

I freeze with my eyes widened. They think I'm his... GIRLFRIEND?!

I kind of smirk to the thought... The fact that people actually believe we are dating. I wonder how furious Zayn is right now... I'm kind of hoping he isn't... Wow, that's a first.

"Zayn!" I yell as he picks up the phone.

"Yeah?" He questions with a calm voice.

"You... You aren't mad?" I ask confused, but semi relieved.

"No... Why?"

"Haven't you seen those picture?"

"Oh yeah! The ones where it says your my girlfriend?"

"Yeah... Those..."

"Why would I be mad?"

I pause before I answer... "Well you know... Since I'm your personal hater, and we're not dating. Right?"

Now it's his turn to hesitate... "Right." He says slowly. "I mean it doesn't really matter. They can say whatever they want. Its not really hurting me."

"Haha, true. Well I guess I'll see you later then? You can call me if you feel like hanging out today." I say hoping he will.

"I will. See ya!" He says, then hangs up.

I look around the room feeling kind of bored, then my phone rings.

"Zayn? What?"

"Yeah... I wanna hang out now." He says laughing.

"Wow why didn't you just say anything a minute ago?"

"I didn't want to sound pushy.." He says jokingly,

"Alright, alright. Where do you wanna go?"

"Your house!"

"My house?"

"Yeah I'll be there in half an hour! Bye Lia!"

I laugh after he hangs up. "He's such a dummy" I say to myself. I get dressed in some tights and an oversized sweater, then put my hair into a bun. I brush my teeth, then put my makeup on. I make myself a cup of hot coco before he comes. What does he even want to do? My house is boring compared to his. I wish I was rich... I'd make this house into a wonderland.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

He's here! I run over to the door to find Zayn.

"Hey" I smile.

He doesn't answer. He just stares into my eyes and smiles. He walks in and looks around with wondering eyes.

"Care to show me around?"

I find it pretty awkward that he wants to see my house... He's probably thinking 'ew this place is dusgusting...'

We head upstairs, where I start showing him around.

"So... In here is my room.."

I can see a smirk on his face as he looks around.

Then I show him the other rooms that don't really have anything in them. The last room was the room that actually meant something to me..

"What's this place?" He asks, opening the door.

"This... This is the room I lived in as a child... My parents would sing me lullabies every night. They passed away a few years ago... Now I just go in this room to hide away. Otherwise, I try to pay no attention to it."

"Oh... Lia... I'm very sorry."

"It's okay... I was probably gonna tell you about it sooner or later anyway. So are you sure this is all you want to do today?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

"Yes. I just want to hang out today." He smiles.

Perrie's POV

I... I can't believe it. I chose not to ever speak to Zayn again, but we still followed each other on Twitter. All morning I've been seeing this girl pop up on my timeline; Lia Carter. A girl with curly black hair, and tan skin. How weird that she's the exact opposite of me... How dare Zayn just get back into a relationship. He should be begging me to take him back! The only reason why I ever dated him was because Simon said it would get us not publicity and I felt bad for him. He really did like me, but he was way too clingy. He wanted to hang out and cuddle so much, that I barely had time to breathe. Ugh I hate guys like that. But now that we've taken some time off and he's not smothering me to death... He's actually quite attractive... I need to get him to be mine again. But how?

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