Desire ( Z.m au )

Desire ( Z.m au )

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Zayn Malik the most feared gang leader ever. He basically rules Bradford. Ruthless,heartless, and all the above. Annalise an innocent normal girl who works in a small café after her parent's death as a source of income, for her brother and her. But what happens when Annalise gets trapped in Zayn's world without any choice. Zayn's desire to keep her with him will keep on pulling her. His desire to have her. Is it her smile? Her tears? Her voice? No one knows. *** "Why am I here?" I finally burst out shouting, but he just looked at me and smirked. "Stop that!" I shouted again "Stop what?" He said acting all innocent. "Just let me go! I don't want to be here! You can't keep me trapped here!" "You're not trapped Anna, I just can't let you go, and their doesn't always have to be a reason, so stop arguing." He said with a tight voice as his fists clenched. **** HII ok so this is my first Zayn Fanfic and I'm excited! It's cliché so if you don't like it you don't have to read it. Anyways I hope you like itxx ~COMING SOON~
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