Anger , love . I screamed out loud , it calmed me . I looked like a fool , screaming , with a bleeding hand . I love her .
She was with Harry ; spending her afternoon and night with him , while I’m just sitting here like a stupid . I wanted to punch again again something , but I stopped myself , regretting everything I did . what if I didn’t go to that xFactor thing ? Oumayma would never meet Harry , and I’d be a Bradford abd boy with his sweet girlfriend . Oumayma . THE DREAM. I closed my eyes . men don’t cry .
Oumayma’s P.O.V.
We continued walking , Harry and I , through some London avenues , unbelievable , me chilling with Styles . My heart was racing against my chest . Unforgetable afternoon .
Harry flipped his golden curls then uttered : “ Oumi do you want to accompany me somewhere? Wait that wasn’t a question . let’s go.”
I giggled :
-“ you’re a weirdo.”
-“ I know babe.” He winked.
Babe? Seriously? He kissed me but he didn’t ask me out . is he thinking that I’m his girlfriend or what?
Let’s admit that I was imagining that it was Zayn when he kissed me .. the guy that I need to forget ASAP : zayn jawaad malik . clean this name from my brain , which’s pretty much hard for me . But I -need to , I will .
-“Oumi ? Are you listening ? I’m talking to you !! “ Harry shouted as he started driving . That woke me swiftly from my Zayn Daydream . STUPID . JELLY .
-“ Oh yes , Hazza , I’m just , sleepy you know . “ I smiled . He tapped my lap tenderly and smirked :
- “ Oh , okay I understand, let’s find a good place.”
- “ a good place?”
- “ nevermind.”
- “ no , what do you mean by a good place?”
- “ you are annoying me Oumayma.” He winked in a cheeky way .
- “ Dork.” I mouthed . I remembered When I was in Bradford , I used to call Zayn a ‘dork’ almost every day. I think he was liking it .
Harry frowned his eyebrows :
- “ am I a dork?”
- “ it was just a joke.” I sighed . He didn’t understand it or what? Zayn wasn’t asking that kind of questions . ZAYN FREAKING MALIK GET OUT OF MY MIND. I took a deep breath , closed my eyes and smiled .
Harry smiled back and continued driving , after something like 30 minutes , I felt sleepy . Harry declared :
-“ You know .. about the Zayn thing …”
My heart skipped a beat :
” I need to forget him . I want and I will.” I let his sentence out without really using my brain.
He glanced at me , kind of surpised , then fixed the road , full of cars , again . traffic jammed
- “ oh ..”
Harry’s P.O.V.
That made me kind of joyful when I heard Oumi , my own love saying that she wants to forget Malik . That’s a good thing huh?
I grinned widely “ Oh , I wasn’t .. anyway . Okay haha hum I wanted to talk about his girlfriend.”
- “ she is not his girlfriend . he is single . her name’s Sara , but they aren’t together anymore I guess?”
I took a deep breath and answered :
-“ I don’t know..”
- “ can you give me the answer tomorrow please? But don’t say it’s me who asks you.”
I nodded thunderstruck . That kind of hurt me . Did she care ? she is mine now . well I didn’t ask her out yet . but I will…….try. it’ s pretty much hard for me . I don’t know if she loves Zayn , or me . But I feel like she started liking me when she saw Zayn with that girl, Perhaps .
Zayn NEEDS to be in a relationship with someone so I can have Oumi . I need her .
- “ Can you ask him … like right now?”
I jumped:
- “ wwhat? How?”
- “send him a text message , please please ! “ she made a puppy face , and that totally killed me .
- “ okay.” I groaned and sent to Zayn the message that she wanted , and she wrote by herself . it says : “ hello Zayn , you’re still with Sara or you moved on? ~ hazza.”
She smiled : “ Thanks !”
20 minutes after , we did a little break because she wanted to go to the toilets , that’s when I got a text message from Zayn.
“ HARRY I THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING. HARRY I AM SINGLE . HARRY I LOVE HER. HARRY I LOVE HER SO MUCH. HARRY YOU SHOULD TELL HER . HARRY IT IS NOT THE SAME AS ME HARRY YOU JUST SAW HER WEEKS AGO I KNOW HER MORE THAN YOU .HARRY I LOVE HER HARRY I NEED HER HARRY IF YOU ARE A MAN TELL HER.”
I swallowed hard when I finished reading zayn’s long message . I looked out the window and saw Oumi coming from the toilets. I started getting nervous so I deleted the message promptly and hid my phone in my pocket discretely .
- “ so?” she grinned.
- “ so so?” I giggled and started driving .
We spent some minutes , speechless , I was hoping she’d not talk about Zayn again Zayn always Zayn . I wanted her to love ME , not that man.
- “ soooooooooo.. did he answer?”
- “ who?” I replied coldly.
- “Zayn…..”
- “ oh .. yeah he answered.”
- “ AND??” she smiled and leaned towards me.
- “ he he ……is not single.”
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the Bradford Bad girl
FanfictionThe story of a girl who moves to Bradford with her mum after her parent's divorce.
