The Bad Boy Prince

People say that he is a gentleman, I think he's a bad boy prince. But for some reason, I obsessed with him.


5. Anything Can Happen

I checked my outfit.

Tie-Dye crop top? Check. Khaki shorts? Check. Black Keds? Check. Phone, wallet, pads, and other important things? Check.

I was ready to go. Grabbing my pocketbook, I left my room. Tracy texted me:

Morning :) Sorry im not with you at the moment 

I smiled and texted her back.

no prob... where r u?? 

I jogged down the stairs to see that you-know-who was here. He looked hot this morning. But Zayn was just sitting there, motionless. If you wanna call spinning the cup in your tea repeatedly "motionless".

"Uhm...hi. What are you doing here?"

He didn't say anything.

"Hello? Earth to prince? What's up?" I asked once more. Taking a seat across from him, one of the maids handed me a cup of tea. "Thank seriously dude. What is up? Is everything ok?"


"Yesterday." I heard him mumble. "Yesterday morning?" I asked.

He nodded numbly.

"It's ok. Forget about yesterday! Burn that paper you call the past and live now. Now, what are you doing here?"

"Your mum always let me in. She loves me." he replied, louder. A smile crept across my face. "Ok then." I smiled getting up. I thanked them for the tea and I was on my way. Zayn stopped me.

"Where are you going?"

"Taking a tour."

"By yourself?"

"Yup. Problem?"

"No, but I think I should go with you. Y'know to protect you." I blushed. "No. It's fine. I'm not 9. I'm nineteen"


He came.

This was getting me aggravated because he was treating me like I didn't know anything. "Are you liking the tour?" he joked. I smacked him on his stomach. "Little ass..." I mumbled. Zayn just laughed it off even though he felt the shit.

We both walked into Mickey D's (McDonald's if you're cool enough. Jk.)

Then, a bunch of girls attacked Zayn before he could even take his seat. I took out my phone to time how long it would take to fangirl over him. This could be perfect government research if you ask me.

After 20 minutes, 56 seconds and 45 milliseconds. the girls left Zayn. I stifled a laugh.

"Not funny." he muttered. "I think it's hilarious. What the hell was that?" I laughed. "I have no idea but it was..."

"Great because you got to grab a couple of asses?"

"That and because you saw the whole thing. Are you jealous?" Zayn smirked. I shook my head. "Not one bit." He chuckled and lunch began with a bang!


Thanks for the love guys. I appreciate it. Plus...I updated the cover...looks good right?


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