Him (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Him

Krysta's P.O.V.

I haven't lived in Bradford long, but I know all about a boy named Zayn Malik. People called him the Bradford Bad Boy, and something about this attracted him to me. It may be because I never really did anything bad in my life, since I was really just a sweet little girl. Then one day at school I was at my locker and Zayn came up to me and just started staring at me.

"Uhh...hi"

"Krysta right?" He asked with his angelic voice. This was the first time I had ever heard him talk, let alone talk to me.

"Uhh...yeah" I managed to studder. 

"Meet me in the parking lot after school" he said and just walked away.

"What just happened?" I thought to my self when I was snapped out of my thoughts when the bell rang. "Crap I'm gonna be late to class!"

*end of day*

"Only a minute left of school then I have to meet Zayn in the parking lot. Wait why am I doing this?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by the bell again and I picked up my stuff, went to my locker and then out to see Zayn. I saw him leaning up against a black Land Rover, smoking a cigaret. Why was I going to him. I have never really associated with people like him before. Just something about him made me want to go with him.

"In" was all he said before getting into his car and I followed. The inside of his car smelled like cigarets and cologne. Something about the smell comforted me. But I still have no idea where I'm going or where he is driving me. Why did I do this again?

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