Fix a Heart (A Zayn Malik Love Story)

Dirty Little Secret.

Chapter 5

Josh's P.O.V.

"So, Isabella..." I began. She turned around to face me with a small smile plastered on her face. "How come you and Zayn were so close today at the mall?" I asked. The smile that was once on her face slowly dropped into a small frown and her cheeks turned bright red. "Well?"

"Err... Um, something was, um, in my eye, and... Zayn was helping me get it out!" she practically shouted.

"Yeah, sure," I began as I turned my back to her and left the room, expecting her to follow. She did. "Isabella, I don't want you dating any of the guys. I'd appreciate it if none of them even had an interest in you!" I added angrily.

"Josh, calm down!" I heard her yell back. I turned to face her, my blood boiling.

"Isabella! They are all players! I know them way more than you do!" I shouted. Isabella crossed her arms over her chest.

"What's going on in here?" my mum asked as she entered the room. Isabella and I both looked at her, not knowing what to say. "Both of you, in the living room, now," she said sternly. I gulped and followed Is into the other room and sat down in a chair across from her and my mom, who sat on the couch. "What's with you two?" she asked.

"I told Isabella I don't want her dating any of my bandmates," I said quickly, before Isabella could speak.

"So you have to yell?" my mom implied. I shrugged and watched as she looked at Issy. "Sweetie, you can do better than those boys... No offense. They're handsome guys-" she was cut off by Isabella.

"You got that right."

"Isabella!" I yelled. My mom looked at me, angered.

"Okay, I'm done with this," she said, standing up and leaving the room. I looked at Isabella.

"Does he have your number, or do you have his?"

"N-no?"

"He has yours, doesn't he..." I whispered. She nodded her head. I mumbled a few curse words under my breath before standing up and leaving.

Isabella's P.O.V.

I sighed and stood up after Josh had left the room. I slowly trudged up the stairs and into my room and flopped down onto my bed. My bags from the mall were still downstairs, but I didn't mind. My head lay comfortably on the pillow and my eyelids grew heavy. Before I knew it, I was out cold...

-1 Hour later.-

I was awaken by my phone's text tone going off. I groaned and picked my phone up off of the bed side table and looked at the lit up screen.

'Hey Isabella. It's Zayn. :) x'

I smiled and unlocked my phone, then saved his contact as 'Zayn'. I then went back to the message and began typing.

'Hey Zayn! x Josh wasn't happy about us being so close at the mall today and about you having my number.'

I hit send, then walked into my large closet and pulled out a pair of sweats and a baggy t shirt from a drawer. I swiftly changed out of my day clothes and into the lounge clothes and in the duration of that time, my phone buzzed. I picked it up and read Zayn's text in my head.

'Ha. I figured. Maybe we could go have lunch or something soon? Tomorrow even!'

I smiled to myself and began typing my reply;

'Yes that sounds fun! :) I think Josh is going to go hangout with some friends so it should all work out. What time were you thinking?'

I sent the text and laid down in my bed, phone in hand. I sighed and then I got a reply;

'Okay great! :) I was thinking sometime around 11:30? We could go to Nando's if thats alright with you. x'

I replied back;

'Sure! Sounds fine! I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Zayn! :) x'

'Bye Isabella. :) xxx'

I grinned.

Zayn's P.O.V.

"Yes!" I whisper-yelled to myself. Tomorrow afternoon, I had a date with Isabella Devine. It sounds so weird, playing it over in my head, considering she's Josh's younger sister. I put my phone in my pocket and went into the kitchen where my mum was making some food. I came up to her side and kissed her cheek, "It smells nice. What's cookin'?" I wondered. She smiled as she stirred the food in the large silver pot.

"I'm making some soup. Noodles, chicken, and broth," she answered.

"Sounds delicious, mum," I said with a smile. She chuckled. "I'm going out for lunch tomorrow." I added. She shifted her body so she was facing me.

"Oh yeah? With who?" she asked, a small smile appearing on her face.

"Isabella. Isabella Devine. She's Josh's sister. Ya know, the drummer of my band?"

"I know who he is, Zayn. Is Josh okay with you two... Being together like that?" she asked curiously.

"Mum, we aren't dating! We just hung out at the mall today and I asked her out for lunch!" I exclaimed. She gave me a look, raising her eyebrow. "And Josh doesn't know..." I added quietly.

"Zayn, he might not like the idea of his bandmate and sister being so close! I'd watch what you do, if I were you," she spoke, then turned back to the food cooking on the stove. Sighing, I left the kitchen and trudged up the stairs and into my room. On the other side of my wall, I could hear Waliyah playing 'What Makes You Beautiful' and she was singing along as well. I snickered and laid in my bed, listening to my sister and drumming my fingers along to the beat as I thought about tomorrow with Isabella. I found myself smiling, then I felt my phone vibrate in the pocket of my jeans. It read;

'You don't like, like her....... Do you?'

I stared at my phone and read the text over a few more times and swallowed hard. I went to look at the contact name, even though I knew who it was from already...

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I apologize for not updating much this week! I was in Michigan and I only had wi-fi for the first 3 days I was there. I'll try and update again later, but no promises! I'm so happy about all the reads I've gotten so far! :) I didn't think I'd get this many, so, thank you all! ;*