Stepbrother- Zayn Malik (Beautiful love)

Chapter 8

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I couldnt be more messed up, my soaked hair between my lips, and i could swear my face was all black because of the mascara melting along with my tears. I was freezing, but not even the cold i felt in my whole body could make me forget what that damn girl said and the way everyone must be making fun of me right now.

"GET IN THE CAR" I heard a voice...

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"Get in the car!" I heard a voice....someone yelling behind me, it was Zayn

"No! Get the fuck away" I kept walking, the lights of his car were helping me see though the dark, and of course i wasnt going to get in the car, for what? he didnt eve tried to do a thing to defend me of what that bitch said.

"Jessica i am telling you to get in the car!!" He yelled and suddenly he was taking hold of my arm and taking me to the car to get in.

"And i am telling you that i wont get in!" I yelled back and squirmed under his grip trying to get free from it. "LET GO OF ME YOU'RE HURTING ME" I said 

" I am not letting go until you get in the car!" He said looking at me and pointing to the car.

"No i am not going into the car, Why would i? You didnt even tried to defend me!" I yelled  in his face

"I am sorry Jessie i didnt know what to do, i dont want to be mean with you neither with her!" He said explaining and softening the grip in my arm

"I just wanted you to support me"

I let the tears stream down my cheeks again and felt my legs get weak and i digged my head on his chest crying without caring remembering the pain that kills me inside and makes me remember every second beside my mother.

" I was expecting way more of you but you've disappointed me"

"I'm sorry Jessica, i dont know what else to say just sorry" He said confused "Come on get in the car, let's go home" He said softly

He convinced me, the whole ride home was quiet, dead, when we arrived to the big house of my dad i stepped out of the car running and to the stairs to finally get into my room closing the door and laying on my bed letting the tears come out again.

I felt Zayb'z weight beside me on my bed, and i knew it was him because of his smell, i turned to see him and he whipped my tears and smiled to me sweetly.

"Sleep" He whispered and kissed my cheek, and then left my room leaving me in the darkness of my room.

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The next morning i woke up very early and still wearing my pj's i went downstairs to make breakfast, eggs and bacon, after i turned off the stove and turned back and there he was leaning against the bar looking at me with a VERY attractive smile.

"Good morning, how are you feeling this morning?" He asked interested in whatever i was going to answer"

"I'mm feeling better thanks" I answered and lowered my gaze

He stood infront of me lowering his gaze as well to find my face, because he is way taller than me, SWEET JESUS HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL!, starting from his hair...its color its style, hiw brows, his long lashes making his gaze turn into a more intense and mesmerizing one with those light hazel eyes, his perfect nose, his pink lips, i think those lips are VERY kissable, that charming white smile, his skin  and his amazingly beautiful face.

"Yo-you want to have breakfast?" I said his breath so close to mine made me start trembling.

"Smells good" He smiled  Sure,"Thanks"