My bullys saviour (zayn malik)

Chapter 4

I see him slouching beside a wall with his iPhone in his hand.

I creep in trying not to be noticed but his eyes darted me from my position.

He took what felt like giant leaps toward me and grabbed my wrist tugging me along as I hesitated.

"What are you doing where are you taking me!?" I questioned.

"Home, my house" he replied.

It was getting late and dark very quickly.

We took a short cut through a forest which I'd never seen before.

We stopped. I looked at Zayns face and asked "why have we stopped?"

He just tighten his grip, and said "don't ask questions".

We finally got out of the wood straight in to his house.

"Sit there and don't move" he said whilst letting go of my wrist.

He sat opposite me on a couch and asked "why did you save me?"

"I don't know, I saw a lorry coming

towards you so I decided to pull you away from the speeding lorry" I replied.

"But why me?!" He exclaimed.

I stood up with anger and said.

"What did you expect just to let you die? I may hate you but I wouldn't be able to live with the thought that i had the chance to save someone and didn't because they treated me like dirt!"

He stood up and was literally centre metres away from me.

"Thank you" he whispered in my ear.

Then he cupped my face with his hand. Are lips collided, as I played with the back of his hair. I was enjoying it but realised what I was doing I pulled back.

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