Bullied or Loved. (Zayn Malik)

/Chapter Twenty Four\

'No!'

'You promised me if i tackled Ariana, which I did, you were going to kiss me!' Jean whined.

I rolled my eyes. 'Ugh Jean! Im not actually going to kiss you.' I stated.

'Can you guys go in the hall?! My head is hurting due to somebody.' Ariana complained in bed with a ice pack on her head.

I let a giggle escape my mouth but snapped straight up when Ariana started glaring at me.

Jean pulled me into the hall way.

'Do it now!' He insisted.

'No! This is kidnapping!' I said

He pulled me down the hall, by force.

'Kidnapping! Your kidnapping me. Kidnapper-'

'Hey what's going on?' A deep voice said behind us. Oh look, it's Zayn. Note my sarcasm.

We both turn around to see him standing there with one hand in his pocket and the other hand running through his amazingly black hair.

'Zayn, if you promised to do something, would you do it? Or break it?' Jean said as he looked at me when he said 'break it'

'Of course. A promise is a promise.' He said shrugging. Really? NOW he chooses to- never mind...

'HA!' Jean said. 'Kayla promised to kiss me if I tackled Ariana, which I did, now she's refusing to fulfill the promise' he said.

Zayns eyes widened.

Silence filled the long, empty hall way.

'Well...I don't want to kiss you anyway.' Jean said and marched off. I let a sigh out which caused Zayn to chuckle.

'That was close...' I mumble looking at the ground. I don't know why, but when I'm around him, my heart starts beating faster, my palms start sweating and when I look into his eyes, I feel like nothing else is around us, just us. He makes me feel...so happy. When I see him, butterflies fill my stomach, beats keep hitting my heart as if it's going to pound out of my chest. He's everything I want. But this is reality, not some fantasy.

'So why did you want Jean to tackle Ariana?' He asked with his heavy accent.

'Long story.' I say and start walking past him.

'Kayla.' He said.

'Yes?' I said in the middle of my tracks.

'Can we go tonight?' He asked followed by a sigh.

'Um...' I said and turned around to see his back.

'Sure..' I say awkwardly. He turned around now.

'We are going out for dinner...and then maybe...to the club a few blocks from here?' He said.

'Club?' I said. 'You know how I get when I'm drunk...' I say as my face starts heating up.

'I can manage you. I mean, I did before' he said stepping closer.

'Manage me?' I say raising an eyebrow.

'Yup. If you get drunk, I'll take care of you.' He said which filled my stomach with butterflies. Taking care of me?

'You would of been...' I say and turn around as I head towards my hotel room.

'A great older brother.' I smirked and looked back at him. His mouth was slightly open. I giggled and stepped into my room and locked the door.

Sigh.

I have to get over him. He's getting married for corn sakes.

Corn sakes? I know...