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"He lets go of me, looking sadly down at his toes for a moment.
Then his facial expression changes and it goes hard.

He looks over his shoulder to make sure no one is looking, and then he graps my arm, hard, and pushes me up against the nearest wall. I feel the cold, hard brick wall against my back and Zayn is like 3 cm from my face. His hands are resting on the wall on either side of my head.
I cannot move and I feel completely trapped. I can feel his body heat and his hot breath on my face.
I shiver. He scares me, but at the same time he is god damn sexy.

"Who have you talked to? Are people talking?" How does he even expect me to answer this when he's literally crushing me up against a fucking wall?"

A fanfiction about a new girl and the bad boy, Zayn Malik.


22. Jealous

Louis is back in school today. He looks alright, handsome and happy as always, only the faint dark circles under his eyes, makes him seem a little less full on - as if he actually did just recover from a bad flu. 

He hugs everyone, me as well, and I can't help but peek when he hugs Harry as the last person. The hug lasts a bit longer than a casual man hug, but nobody seems to take notice. He whispers something into Harry's ear and looks at him shyly.

I make eye contact with Harry, and he flashes a real, toothy smile for the first time this week, his gorgeous green eyes bright and radiant. I hope they will figure things out.

When Zayn, seconds later, appears next to me, Louis' eyes shoot open, and honestly he looks like he's just about to throw up. I look from Louis to Zayn, and slouch his arm to make him wipe away the mocking smirk on his lips. Zayn clears his throat and try to look more serious. I know he knows better than to mock Louis, but I think he's struggling. 

Louis gives us a forced smile and enters the classroom, leaving only Zayn and I standing outside. 

- "That was mean," I say, but in a sweet voice, as he takes his arms around my waist looking into my eyes. He pulls me closer, hypnotizing me with his gleaming eyes framed by his thick dark lashes. I breathe in his familiar scent, and take in the gorgeous boy standing in front of me.

- "Sorry, wasn't on purpose," he chuckle. He leans in to kiss me, lightly cupping my jaw. I take in the contrast between his soft velvety lips and the rough feeling of his stubble. He hasn't shaved this morning, but I don't mind. I quite like the look on him. The feel of his lips and his teasing tongue is so intense that I feel lightheaded and slightly drunk - in a good way. 


After class, I walk towards the hallway where my locker is, knowing Zayn will probably be there waiting for me. I wonder how he always gets there before me, but I guess it's just his teachers dismissing them a bit earlier. 

I can't help but lick my lips, where Zayn had kissed me earlier, smiling at the happy memory, with a funny feeling in the stomach. Just the thought of touching him makes my heart pound faster.

Turning the corner, I immediately spot his slim figure. He's just not alone. The smile still on my lips, disappears when I see Jade standing in front of Zayn's leaned back figure. 

I take a step backwards, back around the corner, hiding behind the wall where they can't see me. How awkward would it be to just walk up to them, standing there talking? I mean after what I've heard about her - about them. I silently debate in my head. I take a step forward, taking a peek at them.

They are standing quite close, talking. She laughs over something, but it sounds hollow. 
I try to reads Zayn's body language, but it's hard since he always seems to slightly slouch looking bored. Jade on the other hand plays with her hair, resting her weight onto one leg. Obviously flirting. 

I'm at a pretty far distance, but if I'm not wrong I can faintly make out the smirk playing over Zayn's lips. I feel a sting in my chest, seeing him smirk like that to another girl. 

I frown, and a new unpleasant feeling blossoms in my stomach. Jealousy. Doubt hits me. Can I even trust Zayn or is he seeing other girls? 

I look behind me to see a swarm of students walking towards me, in the direction of their lockers. I sigh and move away from my hiding place, turning the corner, walking towards Zayn and Jade. 

When Zayn sees me, his eyes flicker. It was just for a millisecond, but I saw it.
What was it? Did he feel like I caught him in something? Did I? I'm aware that I'm drowning myself in my own insecurity, but I can't help it. Though I keep my head high, as I walk towards Zayn as if Jade was not there right by his side.

Jade turns around to face me, confusion in her eyes. Then her face lightens up in a gorgeous big smile. I try hard, but I can't find anything proving it's a fake smile. Though I know it is, we both do.

- "Hi," I say giving her a quick smile, that I hope is friendly enough. Since she wants to play nice.

Zayn scratches the back of his neck, shifting his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

- "So, you're new?" Obviously. I nod.

- "I'm Jade, and you are?" She holds her hand out for me to take it.

- "Zoe," I shake her hand, noticing that Zayn is looking in the opposite direction, his foot tapping nervously. 

- "Nice to meet you Zoe," She smiles at me again, then turns to face Zayn again, giving him a hug. His body freeze but he hugs her back, avoiding my eyes.

- "See you around," she says to Zayn - not me -  giving him a sexy fierce look, that I'd wish I could master. Then she walks away, leaving Zayn quiet, pulling a face and scratching his neck once again.


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