Keep The Film Running-Zayn Malik Fan Fiction(probably never updating again lmao)

Katie Rosedale-Good Boy Gone Bad

 Dedicated to @happilygay because I was Wattpad stalking and saw her status so yeah... 

   As I finished applying my make up, the doorbell rang. 

  "IT'S OPEN!" I yelled, knowing it was my friends. A collection of "Kate's" and "Katie's" filled the once silent air in my room. I laughed as I walked in on two of my friends having a pillow fight. 

 "Let's go!" I exclaimed. On the car ride to the theaters, we sang different songs and just had a blast. When we got to the movies, everybody started to get their snacks. I reached in my purse to make sure that my smuggled snacks were still in there. I made a quick stop to the restroom to check myself. After all, you never know who you run into!

   I looked in the cracked mirror and did my usual ritual. My light brown hair was neatly curled. My golden eyeshadow brought out my bright green eyes. I wore a black crop top with some skinnies and gladiators. I won't lie, I'm beautiful! After all, I am a model. I know you might say,"Well that wasn't modest." Well let me tell you, I'm not going to be like those girls that say, "I have long, luscious hair and bright eyes. I have a skinny body with a nice figure. My skin is perfect and I have pearly white teeth. I'm so ugly!" Yeah no, I'm pretty and I'll accept the compliment. Anyway, after I made sure everything was in order, I hurried out, determined not to miss the movie. I caught up with my friends just as the movie started.

*After the movie*

 "I gotta pee! I gotta pee! I gotta pee!" I chanted as I hurried to the little girls' room. After I "did my business," I rushed out once again. I heard a pained grunt and felt myself flying backward. I closed my eyes and braced for impact. When my eyes opened, I discovered a hand in my face. Gratefully, I took it. I stood up and was looking directly into someone's eyes. They had a quiff-huh, big hair, big attitude-and apolegetic brown eyes. 

 "I'm so sorry!" He said with an accent. So a foreigner eh? 

 "It's all right," I replied. He smiled a big smile.

 "Can I make it up to you in any way?" He asked pleadingly. In my head I was saying,"Um, no. You run me over and all of a sudden you get to ask me out? Like I said, no." 

 "No thanks," I politely responded. His eyes seemed to dim as his shoulders sagged.

 "Here, I'll give you my number but that's all!" I warned. After exchanging numbers, I went back to my friends. Madeleine-one of my best friends-wiggled her eyebrows at me.

  "No," I simply said and walked toward the car. I gestured for my friends to follow. We got back home and just hung out for a while until dark. My phone vibrated and I saw that it was unknown. Who would text me?

Unknown: Hey its the boy you ran into im zayn

Kate: Oh hey wassup

Zayn: Bored :/ Glad i have you :)

Kate: Remember you dont HAVE me

Zayn: Ik im sorry i didnt mean it like that

Kate: Its alright :)

Zayn: So tomorrows supposed to be a nice day...we could spend the day at a park i mean only if youre ok with that

Kate: Srry but i just met you no way am i doing something ALONE with you

Zayn: If you dont want to then its ok i understand i have to go now goodnight

  The car pulled up to my apartment complex, and I tried to get out. 

 "Don't forget to call your lover boy!" Maddy teased.

 "Bye!" I sternly said to dismiss her. She wouldn't stop pestering me about Zayn all night. After she had left, I decided to go to bed. 

   When I awoke, I felt a sudden craving for coffee. I brushed both my teeth and hair and threw on a hoodie and some jeans. After grabbing my phone, I went to the nearest Starbucks. I walked in and took in my surroundings. I saw a boy in the corner with sunglasses on and his hood up. Still, I recognized him. 

 "Zayn?" I asked while tapping his shoulder. He looked upa dn when he realized it was me, a look of relief came across his face. What does he have to hide?

 "Kate!" He said ecstaticly. His face changed immediately though. A smirk found its way under his nose.

 "Came back for more of this?" He said while gesturing toward his body.

 "Ugh, no," I replied. 

 "You know you want it," He countered, adding a wink at the end.

 "Like I said, ugh no," I repeated.

 "Come on babes. How 'bout me and you go grab a bite?" He urged. What happened to the boy I met before? I had a feeling he would be cocky-the big hair, remember?-but still, he was changing my mind.

 "No," I said, using a bit more force. I went and ordered my coffee. When I turned around, there he was with a mischievious smile on his face. I pushed passed him and walked back to my flat. Before entering, he blocked my way. 

 "Call me," He said before letting me enter. I pushed him to the side and locked the door immediately upon entering. I've made up my mind. Whatever it takes, I refuse to date this boy.

 Chapter written by @IBarfDoubleRainbows