He's No Good - Zayn Malik

Chapter 15: Feel it?

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Friday I still haven't spoken to Zayn, since Tamara had told me what happened and how Zayn had attacked Liam. Honestly I feel furious and slightly disappointed. How badly is he really willing to change? Zayn has texted me a couple of times and apologized, but I really don't want to talk too him, so I haven't answered any of them.

I didn't even know him and Liam had been friends, the two of them seem so different. And I'm even more surprized that Liam would want to tell Zayn to back off. It was nice of him - in a way - but nothing I needed.

Zayn texted me and said that he's gonna pick me up for Niall's party at 10, even though he knows I'm mad at him. I know I there is no way out, but I'm determined not to talk to him.

I curl my hair a bit, and take some bobby pins and make a messy updo and add some hairspray. I put on my black tight dress which is a little shorter than I remembered, but It'll do. I apply some extra make-up, and step into my black heels. The heels are a little too high for my taste but they'll do. I put on some perfume and walk down stairs.

"You look amazing, hun," My mum says, smiling at me.

"Thanks," I say as the doorbell rings. Zayn.

I sigh and walk to door and open it. He is looking more handsome than ever. He is wearing a denim shirt and black jeans. His eyes are gleaming in the dark, and just looking at them sends shivers down my spine. He has his sexy smirk on, and he bites his lip and looks at me up and down.

"You look beautiful," his voice is deep and sexy, and I have to remind myself what he has done to Liam, and that I'm pissed at him.

"Thank you, you don't look bad yourself," I say politely - even though it's an understatement. As I turn my back to him to get my purse, I see my mum sitting in the couch, spying on us. I roll my eyes, take my purse and walk past Zayn out the door and into his car without a word.

I wait for him to start the car, but he just sits looking at me, wanting to talk to me. I look through my phone, ignoring him. But it's so hard.

" I'm sorry," he says when I finally look at him. He looks sad, but it's not helping. I roll my eyes.

"You should be," I say, which makes him break eyes contact and look down.

"Look, Liam and I have a history.. and he reminded me of every bad choice I've taken and what person I have become.. He was pushing my limit's, couldn't take any more," his voice cracks and it looks like he's about to cry. He is still looking down at his hands.

"And that gives you the right to hit him?"
I look at him with what I hope is cold eyes, though on the inside he's slowly making me melt by showing me his soft side. I've just gotten used to his more arrogant one.

"No of course not.. I know I have a problem with my temper," he looks ashamed.
"Zoe I'm not trying to use you or push you to anything, you know that right?" he looks me in the eyes, and his are bigger than ever. I can help but notice how close his face is to mine, I can literally count his black eye lashes.
I'm the one to look down now. I know that. I nod, I can't help it. How can I be mad.

"Can we just start from scratch. Again? Please."  I'm not answering nor looking up, knowing if I do, I'm not gonna be able to reject him. 


I didn't even know my hands were so cold before he puts his warm hand on mine. He brushes it lightly with his thumb, sending electricity through my body. I feel it all over my body, and somehow I feel my heartbeat fasten. I look at his hand on mine as if I would be able to actually see the sparks.

"Please Zoe?" his voice is low and pleading, entangling out fingers. I don't answer.

He releases my hand, and puts his finger underneath my chin to get me to look him in the eyes. Of course my eyes dart right to his - I must admit - really inviting lips.  I'm so weak.

Before I can force my eyes away, his face is moving slowly towards mine, his finger under my chin tilting my head  slightly more upwards. Holy shit. I think, my stomach suddently fluttering with anticipation.

His eyes are filled with something I can quite put my finger on as I close my eyes, just as he presses  his soft lips onto mine.

All my anger goes away as the fluttering feeling in my stomach is replaced by an entire swarm of butterflies. I feel lightheaded and overwhelmed as if I'm flying and I don't want this moment ever to stop. He reaches up to cup my cheek with his hand and place the other carefully on my waist.

The kiss is gentle at first but I soon feel the tip of his tongue brushing against my lips and I open my mouth to deepen the kiss and let him in. I feel his stubble on my chin but I don't mind.

All kinds of alien emotions spreads through my body as I put my hand through his thick raven hair. I accidentally pull at it, causing him to groan while he exploresthe inside of my mouth with his tongue.

When we finally pull away from each other to breathe, he is breathing heavily and looking deeply into my eyes. Wow!

I have been kissed before, but not like that.

- "So am I forgiven, sure felt like it?" he looks at me, and he is back to his confident self.

- "I guess, we are even, I ruined your hair," he raise his eyebrow at me, and looks at his reflection in the car window, making us both laugh.

"No, actually think I like it like this, sexy isn't it?" He smirks, looking incredibly pleased with himself.
I have to agree.
Oh my.

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I know it's quite early for their first kiss, (for Zoe as well I guess) but for a guy like Zayn that's not early at all! lol

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