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.


1. Talking and Watching

Charlotte POV

"I want a guy that will treat me right, care about me, and really good in bed," I wink at my best friend Dakota. We're getting ready to go watch a fighting match in an old warehouse - it's Zayn Malik verses Morgan Shaw. At the moment I'm applying my liner as we talk about what we want in a guy - we plan on serious action this summer. 

"Same here! Except I might do a bunch of one-nighters this summer instead of looking for love straight away. You know - fun all around," She replies and we both start laughing uncontrollably. 

I slip on a pair of Converse and throw on my leather jacket. I take one last look in the mirror and I'm please with my outfit - black converse, booty shorts, grey tank top, black leather jacket. It's the perfect ensemble! To top it off, I let my dirty blonde hair settle in waves down my back. My best friend stands next to me in her black sandals, booty shorts, and blue blouse. Her brown curls frame her face perfectly and even though we don't match you can tell that we are best friends.

"Ready?" I ask her. She looks at me like I'm stupid for asking her the question and just grabs her car keys. We climb into her silver Bentley and drive to the warehouse where the fight is being held. The drive only take fifteen minutes on back-roads with the way that Dakota drives. 

This isn't the first fight that we've seen - but it is our first watching Zayn Malik fight. We heard that he's really good and never looses a fight, but I'll be the judge of that. We pull onto the grass where we usually park and exit the vehicle. 

"I hope Zayn beats Morgan. Morgan is so cocky," Dakota mutters.

I silently smile as we enter together and take seats near the front. We wait as a bunch more people enter the warehouse and yell in anticipation. Most people are cheering for Zayn with only a few cheering for Morgan. 

After ten minutes the outside doors are closed and a guy walks in the middle of the fighting ring. "Hello everyone! Please welcome, Bradford Bad Boi - Zayn Malik!" He announces and points to a door on his right. All heads turn as we watch it open and see Zayn Malik walk towards the center of the fighting ring, his face a scowl. 

"Does he look angry to you?" I ask Dakota over the screaming fans. Zayn's eyes look black as night and as hard and cold as ice. 

"Yeah but it's probably just for the fight. I'm sure he's really nice!" She yells back. 

We watch as Zayn overlooks the crowd just before the announcer introduces Morgan to the crowd. The majority of the crowd begins to shout "Boo!" at Morgan who looks more pissed off than Zayn. The bell dings and the two boys go at it.

Morgan tries to punch Zayn's arm, but Zayn blocks it, allowing him to kick Morgan under the knee so that he falls. Morgan punches Zayn in the ribs twice before Zayn punches Morgan in the chest. Morgan hits Zayn's stomach again and then grabs Zayn's arm and flips him, landing him laying on the ground. For a second everything is quiet and we wonder if Morgan just won. Then Zayn pulls Morgan to the floor with him and kicks him where it hurts before punching him in the face and kicking his stomach. "Winner is Zayn Malik!!" The announcer yells and everyone screams in delight. 

Zayn looks just as pissed off as he was when he came out, except now his breathing is light and quick - I can tell he's really hurting. I look away from Zayn in embarrassment when I see his eyes meet mine. He must have known that I was staring and that's probably why he was so upset. 

"Um...I'm going to get some fresh air," I tell Dakota, still trying to avert Zayn's gaze. She nods because she is talking to some of our other friends who showed up and so I talk off speed - walking down the aisles. 

Something about Zayn was scaring me, because his demeanor seemed mean and his gaze wasn't very friendly. Plus, he basically just had beaten the crap out of some guy and still seemed ticked off. 

I get outside and take a deep breath of the warm air. "I caught you watching me," A voice says from behind me and I jump from the suddenness of the situation. 

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