{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

She was a frustrated student who didn't understand the way he taught Her grades started to drop and she blamed him He thought of a very different way to help her understand, "I'm going help you with numbers but I'm going to need more of your attention, love."

"Whatever this is, it doesn't have to be complicated."

Amber knew better than to walk home in the dark. Her mom is constantly on her back about it. But when she leaves a party slightly tipsy, she's comes in with an encounter she'd never thought to actually happen, but to be expected. Kidnapped by Zayn Malik, she's taken to the house of the baddest gang in town. Holding Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Harry Styles, and Louis Tomlinson. Along with Zayn Malik, known for being rich, self centered, rude. But nobody actually knows the real him. Civilization knows he's in a gang, but only a few people will dare to come up to him. Holding on the other side of town is Matt Sheaves Gang, brutal, violent. What happens when Matt finds out about Amber being held against her will In Zayn Maliks gang, and demands to have her? And what happens when Zayn denies? War.

Everyone wanted him but no body knew him "Because I said so." He said to me while pinning me against the wall having a tight grip on my arm. *** "there's a million reason why I should give you up but the heart wants what the heart wants" I said to myself while laying in bed with someone else. *** "I don't care, she's mine." Zayn said loud and clear. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING THIS FAN FICTION HAS VIOLENCE, SEXUALLY CONTENT, AND STRONG LAUGUAGE JUST TO LET YOU KNOW. IF YOU CAN HANDLE THAT THAN READ AWAY BUT YOU WERE WARNED. THANKS AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

"Your scruff, it itches." "Maybe it does, but you love it, especially in between your thighs." Or when a man of twenty-five years old becomes infatuated with his young neighbor [All Rights Reserved]

"You saw me in a way no one had before." Zayn whispered after a minute or two of silence. I looked up to read his overwhelmed gaze, and for the first time, I couldn't read his emotions.

I felt the bruises on my neck, a reminder that Zayn had touched me; it was like he had left his mark on me. I can't shake him of, the feel of his lips on me, when he touched me it begun to send shivers.... what am I saying, I must just be tired. WARNING: This fanfiction contains mature content such as explicit language, sexual content, drugs, violence, and death. Don't read if you're uncomfortable.

Deepika walked up to the bed with her arms crossed. "Get off." "Sorry, already called dibs." Zayn smirked as his arms rested behind his head against the pillows. "What a gentleman you are." she sarcastically scoffed. "You're gonna have the girl sleep on the couch." "Of course not." he sat up. "We'll share the bed." "I'd rather walk in front of a moving bus." A college trip to Australia is what Deepika Padukone is excitedly looking forward to. But that feeling ends short when she realizes the boy who she despised since high school, is also going to join her and the other thirty students on the trip. The one and only, egotistical Zayn Malik. To make her situation worse, on arriving there she gets assigned the same room as him and get this, it only has one bed. Cover credits to @legalised

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