The Bradford Bad Boy || (A Zayn Malik Story)

Chapter One

Perfect. That's what my life is or so my parents think. Everything has to be perfect every day,all day.

Freedom isn't something I get much off. Yes,I love my parents and they want the very best for me but I'm an seventeen year old girl,I want to have some fun and live a little not be trapped inside a world of studying,meeting friends or should I say my parents friends.

My older brother Daniel got away,he left us to go live his life in California with his friends. Being completely honest I couldn't be more jealous. Now he is gone my parents are gripping onto me,more than ever,trying to keep at least one of their children under their control.

Money is a massive part of my family's life. There's plenty of it and we've never been without at least six digits in our family bank account but I don't care about money or having a fancy job like my parents,I want to love someone,I want crazy friends,I want to feel heartbreak and then get better,I want to feel free.

That pretty much sums up most of my boring life. Being Bella Jones doesn't sound very fun,does it?No.

Me and my parents are currently driving through England,to reach our destination,Bradford.

My father got a promotion meaning the whole family has to move away from Florida just so he can get earn more money,if that's even possible.

I'm sort of happy that we're moving. It makes me feel that maybe here my life might change,maybe things will be different and I'll live my life how I want too. Maybe I will finally have the courage to do what I want to do.

It's been five hours in this silent car and we have finally arrived.

I take in my surroundings. A long driveway,trees and a beautiful white mansion right at the end of the never ending road.

I start school in three days and that is one thing I'm not looking forward to.Being the new girl doesn't sound never appealing,but if I want a change,I have to overcome my fear of what others will think.

"Come on dear,the butler will take your suitcases inside"Mother says placing her hand on my back guiding me towards the doors leading into my new home.

"Now you go pick whatever room you like most"Mother chirps.

I walk up the large marble stairs and choose the first white door that catches my eye.I open the door,revealing a large room,furnished with a very large bed,a desk and chair and a chest of drawers. I have a walk in closet,my own bathroom and a window seat,where I can sit down by myself without listening to the constant orders of my parents.

The butler walks in and gently places my luggage down.

"Thank you"I smile.

"My pleasure miss"He smiles back.

"Please don't call me miss,I'm Bella and you are?"I ask politely.

"I'm Martin"He says.

"Well thank you Martin"I laugh.

"My pleasure Bella"He says with a goofy old smile.

He runs a hand through his grey hair and walks out,softly closing the door.

At least now I've made one friend,kind of.

*Picture of Bella on the side*