the Bradford Bad girl

PART 17

“WHATEVER YOU WANT DAMN JUST TELL ME WHY YOU BROUGHT ME HERE SO I CAN LEAVE.”

He took a deep breath and replied : “ I love you .”

“..”

3 words . those 3 words changed my life . MY LIFE? That’s exaggerated .

Maybe he’s saying this just to laugh at me . a revenge? A joke or something like that . Certainly. I didn’t know how to react .

 “ what again !!  you’re kidding me again ! Dork . That’s not a cool joke  .”

“I’m not joking .” he replied .

“you you you ..”

I cannot be nice with him, even though  I like him……or more .

He looked at me shyly .

I tried to avoid eye contact with him . I’d certainly melt if I stare at him .

“Dork.” I finished .

He sighed deeply “ I knew it . I knew you wouldn’t understand it . I knew you wouldn’t understand that I’m suffering . it’s hard to love a girl who is hating you . so hard .”

He glanced at me , motionless .

His eyes were …I don’t know how to describe it . he looked..weak? sad? Destroyed . yes .

“I’m sorry I bought you here , Oumayma . you can go if you want” he whispered . DERSTROYED. I destroyed him . I’m rude,  too rude . I need to stop being like that . I need to tell him everything . EVERYTHING.

“ Zayn I don’t hate you . do you love me really?” my question looked so stupid , like a 10 years old .

He didn’t move.

“Zayn??”

I heard him sniffing quietly .

“Zayn???” I repeated .  * no answer*

“ Zayn I …….”

“ pplea please . j jj just gg go . sorry . “

“ Zayn I love you too .”

“ I told you just g… what?”

He raised his head suddenly  , he looked like he just cried minutes ago .

I did it , I told him , the truth , the simple truth ,  I understood myself . or my heart . my weird heart . I did it .

I got up , grabbed my bag and started walking  , I was scared .about his reaction .  I never did that before . never ever .

His voice was haunting my soul .

I heard his steps behind me , he was following me , running , fast , really fast .  I felt nervous and scared at the same time .

He grabbed both of my shoulders and faced me , then  , without saying any word ,kissed me on my cheek .

I felt like I was going to die for a while .

I know it’s stupid but ..we were hating on each other and now he is kissing me? If Zayn Malik kisses you , what would you do?

He didn’t stop until someone screamed : “ hey !!! you two !!! what are you doing over there? “

A policer? Director? Teacher? I didn’t  really know .

“ run run .” Zayn whispered in my ear .

I obeyed without speaking .

Then I arrived to the Parking , where Zayn’s mom was waiting .

She waved at me : “ OH FINALLY!! Where were you?? Where is Zayn??”

I stepped in her car and Zayn followed me .

“ I was trying to find my coat . “ I replied .

“Ok. And you Zayn??”

“me too…me too.” He answered .

“weirdos” she shrugged .

Zayn glanced at me and winked . What did he mean again? I was lost . totally lost .

I needed two hours of music nonstop , to understand myself. What did I do!? Why did I let him kiss me? Why did he.

“ Oh Zayn !! I talked to your art teacher  this morning ..and guess what??”

“what?” he shrugged .

“ you are going to the XFactor  audition ..next weeeeeeeek !! “

Instead of  screaming  : ‘yesssssssssssssssssss I’m so happy !!”

He pouted : “ what!!!!!? Never . you crazy mom .”

He lost his self confidence because of me . 

“what it would be awesome comoooooone !  I heard the recorder thing “  his mom smiled as she started driving

“ I don’t think so .” he crossed his arms. As I said all this because of me.

Guilt.

I rubbed his back : “ Zayn .. you should go …really .”

He looked at me and grinned . I smiled back and blushed .

“AHA !!! so you guys are becoming friends as I see !!”

Zayn was still fixing me  : “ Maybe.” He whispered . I was lost in his eyes .

“ you were hating on each other and now…wow haha” she continued .

“who told ya we were hating?”  he asked .

“ well I noticed , I notice everything . but I’m glad to see you together , friends .” she continued.

Zayn was still staring at me . I laughed shyly . I don’t why  I did it .

“ oh..i’m going to that audition mom . “ he smiled again .

“HA FINALLY !” she shouted as we arrived .

Zayn opened the door to me .

“ come with me .” he grinned when we entered in his home .

He was about to hold my hand again like he did last time when mom came : “ SWEETZ WE CAN GO TO OUR HOME NOW.”

“ FINALLY” I smiled and hugged her .

Zayn  looked at us “ uh . oh.”

“Oumi can I tell you something?”

I glanced at mum : “ well yes Zayn …”

“ hum I was thinking if YOU...