Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 6 Broken

Rosalie's Pov

I stood there watching him leave, while tears were streaming down my face. I overreacted. Why do I always do this? Why do I push away the people that want to help me. Why do I assume the worst in them too? He was right I had no right on judging him before I knew him.

Wiping away the tears, I started putting away the groceries. I truly hate crying. I took out a magazine.

Zayn Malik out with another girl.

The cover was plastered with Zayn and this other girl. I turned to the pages.

Zayn was seen with another girl coming out of Carpe Diem night club holding her hand. Seems like Malik likes having multiple girls. He was also seen with other different girls through out the month. The Bradford Player is up to it again. Will he ever find the right girl and stick with her? We may never know.

Maybe I was right, maybe all he is, is a player. Maybe he did just want sex out of all of this. But what do I care? As long as I don't fall for his tricks I'll be fine. But there was something about him, that I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I decided to walk to the park it wasn't raining anymore so I didn't take my umbrella.

I hastily made my way to the swing sets. Sitting on one of the swings. I sat there pushing myself softly, but still able to touch the ground. I liked coming here to clear my thoughts.

"Look I wanted to apologize I shouldn't of yelled at you"

The voice startled me and I almost fell on the ground, but I felt some hands grab me before I did. I looked up at him. It was Zayn. His face inches away from mine. His brown eyes, but they weren't entirely brown, they were hazel it was more noticeable up close. His long eyelashes making his eyes more beautiful. I could smell the sweet scent of his Cologne. It was intoxicating, but in a good way. I felt my whole body tingle. His soft pick lips just barely away from mine. I wanted to press my lips against his just to see what it'll feel like.

"Are you alright? You know you should stop falling" He said as he smiled.

I was still in a daze he was so close to me. I couldn't think straight. He pulled me up so I was sitting on the swing now. Where did he come from?

"Thanks" I said shyly. "You don't have to apologize I was the one that overreacted, and assumed things about you. I shouldn't have and I'm sorry" I said.

"It's alright, maybe we can start again, new start. Get to know each other first maybe even become friends" He said. His eyes sparkled as he spoke. I never really had a friend before, it was kind of new to me. I still felt a bit of suspicion towards him though.

"Sure" I said while looking at the ground. I sat there while he was standing there; in silence. What was going through that pretty little head of his.

"So tell me about yourself" He said breaking the silence. I didn't know how to reply to that do I tell him my whole life story or do I tell him simple facts about me.

"Umm Ok, Well I lived in London my whole life, I'm 18, I work at that cafe you first saw me at" Where we both saw each other for the first time I added in my head.

"I live by myself, I'm mostly on my own. " I said, while slowly swinging myself and looking at the floor. "What about yourself? " I said looking up at him.

"Well I'm in One Direction, it started when I auditioned for x factor a couple years back. I'm rich. I live with all my band mates in our big house. I am 19. " He said.

"But that everybody knows. There must be more to Zayn Malik than that" I said.

"Well this is Zayn Malik from One Direction" he said looking at the ground.