Hi there.
I'm Ariana Malik but you probably already know that considering the title.
But this is where I am supposed to tell you a little bit about myself.
I'm eighteen years young, born and raised in Bradford, England along with my brother Zayn. And before you ask if I mean the one from the world famous boy band, just let me go ahead and save you some time, yes. It is hard being away from someone you are so close to all the time but we manage to make it work.
I'm a hopeless romantic. Love is a beautiful thing. I am quite the girly girl. I like floral prints, polka dots, hair bows, dresses, and pastel colors. If I could eat something for the rest of my life it would be along the lines of chocolate ice cream with rainbow sprinkles, Pop-tarts, or strawberries. Harry Potter books are quite fascinating along with America's Next Top Model. Michael Jackson and Beyonce are extraordinary artists in my opinion. Dolphins are beautiful. My Nonna means the world to me.
My best friend is a girl I've known forever named Jennette. We have known each other forever and she is just a great person, hands down. She is one of the few people that has not treated me different since the whole my brother became famous thing. She understands my weirdness because, well, she is just as weird. We just understand each other on a different level.
Well I think that's enough. Nothing to hide but no more to tell.
I'm here to tell the story of how I met the love of my life.
We have great times, no doubt, along with the bad.
Care to see if we last? Hit next and enjoy the bumpy road of love.
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Zayn's Little Sister
Fanfiction"I can't do this-" His lips find mine again in hunger and I find myself kissing him back. "Harry, stop." I push him away and he grins, the dimple in his left cheek showing. "The boys don't have to know, especially your brother." "I just can't do thi...
