Bradford Bad Boy (a Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 2

I got Alison to drive me home almost right after.

The shock was still absorbing into me.

I explained to her what happened with Zayn in the car.

Zayn. Zayn. The sleeze that grabbed my phone, stalked me walking home, perved at me with my lack-of-clothes at home and shoved his tongue down my throat? Ugh, I suddenly didn't find him so attractive anymore.

"Oh my god! Jeezz Rennie, I'm sorry, if I was there I would of kicked his arse." She exclaimed. I chuckled at the idea, considering his arms were about 4 times the size of hers. 

"But he seems dangerous Ren, I would stay away from him if I were you. I mean the fact that he just strutted up to you like that, shoved his tongue down your throat and left, it's clear he only wants one thing. I wouldn't be mixing with him, he would probably seduce you into bed with him, get what he wanted and leave you. Just like that." She clicked her finger on the last sentence.

Just the thought of him started to make me shiver. Al insisted to sleep over, but I persuaded her to go home. We hugged goodbye, and as I entered my apartment I literally collapsed on my bed and fell asleep. I was exhausted.

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I woke up, the sun glaring in my eyes. I checked my phone as I do every morning - to reblog things on Tumblr, to check Facebook, Twitter etc. As I unlocked it, an unexpected message popped up. I thought it would just be Alison checking that I got home okay. But it wasn't.

From: [Unknown]

Hey love, I had fun last night. Lets do it again. Be ready for 8pm tonight.

Oh, wear something sexy.

-Zayn x 

I grunted in annoyance, he just doesn't want to leave me alone! I chucked my phone onto my bed as I went to have a shower and get ready for another day at work.

------------AFTER WORK------------

As I was walking home from work, I was talking to Alison on the phone about this whole Zayn wanting to take me out tonight situation.

"No, no no no! No way Ren, he is just trying to get what he wants, and you can't give it to him. His ego is way to big. Who knows where he would take you - and considering he isn't telling you it's probably something bad. Don't trust him." She said.

"Yeah but Al, I kind of don't have a choice. He knows where I live, and who knows how he would react if I declined his question. I pretty much have to go." I answered.

"Good point. Well if you get into trouble or you genuinly don't want to spend any more time with him, text me the address and I will be there to get you. Good luck babe, stay safe." And with that she hung up.

I arrived home, debating over what to wear to this 'date'. 

Shit! It was already 6.30, I only had an hour and a half to get ready. I popped into the shower although I already had one, letting the hot water calm me. 

I spent a good half hour after the shower thinking of what to wear, and I finally came to a decision. I slipped on a jade coloured dress, that hugged my figure down to my waist. There it flows out, stopping at mid/high thigh. The jade contrasted well with my dark-red hair, and I was happy with my decision. I mixed it up a bit, because I'm not a complete girly-girl. I added a thin black and gold studded belt that went around my waist, a plain gold long chain around my neck and a gold braclet. I slipped on my black-with-gold-studs high wedges, and started on my makeup. I decided to leave my hair natural because it was dry, and it looked nice for a change wavy. I pulled it to one side to let it flow over by left side, stopped after my belt.