I needed to get out of the house, I grabbed a small bag I had laying on the floor of my room and exited through the back door. The tears blurred my vision so it was startling when I bumped into an unknown figure. I wiped my eyes and heard the boy say "Sorry babe", I replied back with a generic "It's okay" expecting the conversation to end there but I was surprised when he questioned if I had been crying, he had obviously noticed my bloodshot eyes and mascara stains. I faked a smile and said I was fine and continued to walk around the corner, leaving the boy there.
I patted my pockets looking for my phone but soon realized it was nowhere to be found. It had probably slipped out of my pocket when I had bumped into that boy "Shit" I said to myself.
I couldn't possibly go back to that disaster house I was forced to live in. I decided to sleep in a back alley for the night, figuring it was safe enough. I used my purse as a pillow and covered my body with the hoodie I had been wearing, it was good enough for one night.
After the worst sleep of my life I decided I deserved a nice coffee from Starbucks. The peppermint mocha latte eased the aches and pains in my neck for at least a short amount of time, sleeping in that alleyway was rougher than I had expected. I rushed out of Starbucks and ran into someone yet again, spilling my latte all over the sidewalk, great.
I looked up to apologize for my reckless move and noticed it was the same boy from last night, "Hey! What a small world it is" he said to me, I nodded not knowing what to say. We stood in silence for a few seconds when he finally came out and said "Oh umm- *reaches into coat pocket*- this is yours, right?" The boy was holding my phone, I had never been so relieved in my life, "Oh my gosh! Thank you so much! I was looking for this!", "How can I repay you?" I flirtatiously added. "Well maybe you would want to hang out sometime? If you were available of course" he said. Trying to be smooth I handed him my phone back and said "Yeah, just put your number in!" After exchanging numbers and telling the cute boy I would text him later, I walked off.
Being as curious as I was, I decided to see what the mysterious boy's name was, he had saved it as "Zayn Sexy Ass Malik" haha cute. I smiled at my phone. Wait.. Zayn Malik.. Zayn.. Malik.. I know that name. Zayn Malik as in Zayn Malik from One Direction a.k.a. the worlds most popular boy-band. Holy shit.
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Little Things (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
Fiksi PenggemarSkylar is from London, a very average girl, who has better than average voice. Shes facing bullying, insecurities, but who knew that she could fall in love with a boy from the worlds biggest boyband?