BAD Girl | Zayn Malik [Translated]

8. Fucking Trouble

Avril's POV

How did this happen? I wasn't like this. Never. With no one. He was changing me, I felt strange, different, good, better than ever. It was better than pleasure, it felt something more than a physical attraction... But I still didn't know what it was... And didn't know if I wanted to find out.

“Well... let's go. I'll go with you downstairs.” he said. He began to dress while I looked him. How was someone not able to see this? He is an ordinary guy, like any other... No. Better, that's for sure. He's just... Perfect.

When he finished dressing he looked at me, surprised since I already was watching him closely. He just blushed and I let him pass me. “Shall we?”

“Yes." I said smiling. The bathroom door opened and we walked out of there.

“Oh... And... Next time... We have to finish the project.” he said somewhat nervous. “The one from school.” he finished and I smiled.

“Okay.” I said and then left the room.

“Hey guys.” Trisha greeted with a smile.

“Hello.” I said smiling. “It's time for me to go.” I said and Trisha nodded.

“Oh, well. It was a pleasure meeting you.” she said, a little disappointed.

“But... We didn't have enough time to finish the project... And it's for the day after tomorrow. Could Zayn come over to my house tomorrow?” I asked her, and her eyes lit up.

“Oh, of course dear.” she said smiling.

“Well, I 'd better go now.” I said and Trisha hugged me, and I hugged her back. It was strange, but it felt good.

“Bye.” Trisha said. “Zayn, follow her outside?” she suggested and Zayn nodded.

We walked to the door and he opened it. But now, how do I say goodbye? A hug? A kiss on the mouth? On the cheek?

“Thanks for everything.” I smiled and he blushed.

“To you too.” he said in a low voice which I smiled, and then he hugged me. He placed his arms around me, cuddling me.

Now what? Do I kiss him?

Well I didn't need to debate much, since he approached me and kissed me. And I'm glad he did.

We broke the kiss and I looked at him. He was smiling, a smile full of happiness.

“See you tomorrow.” I said and gave him another quick kiss on the lips. Then I turned around and went to my motorcycle, I went on it and put on my helmet looking back to Zayn's house. He had already entered.

I sighed and started to go home.

***

When I was home, I went straight to the kitchen and prepared a sandwich. That would be my dinner.

I finished dinner and then went to the bathroom. I removed my makeup and washed my face. Then went to my room, put on my pajamas, got on my bed.

It had been a great day. And it would be even better tomorrow.

A smile appeared on my face and I was slowly closing my eyes and fell asleep.

***

The alarm clock rang, as usual and I woke up. I sighed, I stretched and went to my closet. I dressed with long cargo pants, black boots and a black lace tank top with the words 'I Love Me' at the center. And then I did my makeup.

I went downstairs, drank my juice that I drank everyday, brushed my teeth, grabbed my backpack and I went with my black motorcycle to school.

The mercedes was no longer parked in my parking lot.