I spot Zayn's black Jeep pulling out the drive way.
I'm clearly sneaking out at 11pm and I just really hope my mom isn't awake. She already hates Zayn's guts.
I walk towards the jeep and get inside. I'm nervous then ever. Oh gosh
My heart is pumping so hard and loud I can hear it.
Zayn makes me sweat like a whore in church.
"Nice to see you to haha" zayn greets
"Oh uh hey" I greet back
"Are you ready?" He asks
"Uh yeah" I smile at him
He pulls out the drive way and drives to our destination.
"Mind if I lower the music down a bit?" The pounding rock music is hurting my ears.
"Uh what?- oh yeah sure" he replies back.
The whole ride is really awkward and I don't know what to say.
Until Zayn's rests his fucking hand on my thigh. Oh my gosh I don't know what to say or do.
"Brook are you okay? You seem a little tense"
"Oh me? Better than ever"
"Just a little scared my mom finds out I'm fucking gone and doesn't know where I am" I add
"Well I'm sorry you feel that way brook, I just really wanted to be with you" he says
"Oh".
Zayn and I arrive at a downtown bar. He parks the jeep in an alley.
"Look brook I'm going to be honest, I really like you and I want another shot at our relationship." He looks at me In the eyes.
What did he just say? I wanna get out of this close space between him and I.
"Zayn do you really mean that?" I ask
"Of course I do Brooklyn" saying my full name this time, meaning he is serious
He brushes my cheek with his right hand and puts a strand of hair behind my ear.
I get the chills and goosebumps head to toe.
"I'll take some really good thinking and think about it Zayn, I don't know".
"I mean I still have some feelings for you here and there" I add
"Then please please brook give me another chance I know I'm a dick but I'll try. I'll try for you. These past days and nights you were in my mind." He pleas
I'm surprised by his words he never opens up. He usually keeps and hides his feelings
"And I can tell I scare you, I know I can be out of control and aggressive, but please give me a chance I really like you Brook, please hear me out." He adds more.
I stop what I'm doing and crash my lips on to his.
What the hell did I just do?
Shit.
"Be quiet and kiss me Zayn" I demand
I climb on the drivers side and sit on his lap, his hands on my small waist and my hands on his warm neck. We kiss passionately and slow. Zayn kissing my bottom lip, then going south down to my neck.
Shit this wrong but yet feels right. I need an escape is Zayn my escape?
"Woah Brook, haha"
We stare at each other
"You know we still have to make an appearance right?" He tells me.
"Oh shit I got carried away there lets go haha" I apologize and some what joke around.
"We'll finish what we started later". He winks at me.
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I never had the chance
FanfictionA Harry and Zayn fan fiction. A Seattle student Brooklyn Robinson and new British boy Harry styles comes in the picture. Will one person fall in love with another before it's too late and things go to a different turn?
