Different Love

Chapter 1 Meeting

Anabelle's P.O.V.

My 18th birthday!! The day I become an adult. The horrible thing is I have no-one to celebrate it with. My parent's died 2 years ago. Family doesn't want me and I never actually had friends. All I had was my handsome shih-Tzu, Freddy.

I sat up in my bed. Freddy, sleeping next to me. I sat there in my soccer shorts and a "I Love Pizza" shirt. My jet-black hair looked like a rat's nest and my long black eyelashes fan my chocolate-brown eyes.I gave out a sigh and hopped out of my bed. I brushed my teeth and fought my tangled hair. Then I took a nice warm shower. When I got out, I changed into black skinny jeans, red bustier, and a black leather jacket. I got out my make-up palette and put on a dab of silver on my eyelids after my foundation. Then I applied just a hint of blush and blood red lipstick. I didn't put on fake eyelashes or mascara because I hated the feeling. I opened the door to see Freddy laying in front of the door, waiting. 

"I'm going out Fredward. See you later bud." I said smiling. I went to the closet and put on some black pumps. I decided I'm going to stay out late.

When I got outside of my apartment, the London air cooled my face. I let out a sigh and walked to a nearby bar.

It has been already 11:47 p.m. and I finally left. I didn't drink a lot but I did make one friend. Her name is Scarlet. We exchanged numbers before I left. I walked down the dark, empty sidewalk. I felt someone watching me. I turned around to see a man walking fast behind me. I walked a little faster trying to stay calm, but my heart was racing. I felt a large hand grab my arm. 

"What is a sexy lady like you walking at this hour?" he said. Our faces were close enough that I could smell alcohol and smoke. I tried to pull away, but his grip on me was tight. One of his hands were on my arm and the other was around my waist. 

"Let me go you perv!" I yelled in disgust.  

"Wanna have fun tonight little lady?" he smirked ignoring my question. I started to scream and I kicked him in his very sensitive area. He loosened his grip and I took the time to run, but I was to slow because he caught me again. I looked at him in horror. Just then a fist made contact to the guy's face. He fell to the ground. "leave you fucking bastard!" said another guy. He had a black quiff and the same colored eyes. The man ran away and I was face to face with my rescuer. He had a strong jaw-line and a toned body. He wore a black leather jacket, underneath was a white v-neck shirt and denim ripped jeans.  

"A girl like you shouldn't be out this late." he said angrily. 

"Well hi to you too." I said trying to lighten the mood. His eyes turned softer and he gave a beautiful smile. 

"Hi." 

"Hey." I replied. We both started to laugh.  

"So what's your name?" he asked. 

"Anabelle. Anabelle Lindson." I gave him a smile. "yours?" 

"Zayn. Zayn Malik." 

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Hi so this is my first fan-fic so sorry if it's bad. If you want me to continue please comment. thanks so much!!!!!! :)