The coach of his game
Chapter 17 part 2
*Ariel's P.O.V*
I opened Zayn's room door and
he was still nowhere in sight. I heard the tap running in the
bathroom so I decided to wait in his room, I looked at some of
his old pictures he was soo cute in them, there were pictures of
him with his sisters,and some family shots I smiled Zayn was
sucha cute baby. I turned to see all of his awards set up on a
shelf and there were many, sports, music, dancing, he was soo
amazing. Do i like Zayn? I was confused but then I loved Brad.
And Zayn couldnt like me! He didn't, and I don't like him
hes a good friend that's all. He was a bit cheeky but I liked
it, it was easy to talk to him, my thoughts were interuppted by
the door knob turning, I was sure it was Zayn. I turned to see
Zayn only in a white towel and his hair was slightly wet still,
his body was perfect his abs I couldnt stop staring he looked
like a greek god. Zayn stopped right at the door when he realized
I were there. I looked back up to his face, he had a cocky smirk
"Go put on some clothes jeez!" I covered my face and
unwillingly turned around, I was soo embaressed I hope he didnt
notice me staring his smirk told me the opposite though. I
crossed your arms over my chest impatiently waiting for him to
put some clothes on. "That's not what your heart
says." he whispered right in my ear and his chin on my
shoulder. I jumped and turned to face him, startled at how close
he actually was to me. He chuckled and winked at me. "That
wasn't funny! And please put some clothes on Zayn, I'll
be outisde." I began to walk away until Zayn firmly grabbed
my wrist and pulled me towards him with full force. He put his
arms around my waist and pulled me close into his chest
intoxiating me with his amazing smell, both my hands rested on
his chest, he was intently staring at me, I looked at him through
my eyelashes. "What?" He smiled "You're really
cute when you blush thats all." I looked down trying to hide
me face "I'm not blushing." He chuckled and then
tilted my chin up and looked me straight in the eye, "Do you
like Brad?" He whispered intently. I didnt know the answer
to his question, of course I liked him I liked him all my life
possibly even loved him. BUt I couldnt say this to Zayn something
was stopping me. He leaned down so that our noses were touching I
could feel his breath this felt so wrong, but alot more right at
the same time. "Please tell me Ariel." he pladed.
"Zayn, I uh please lemme go." I shut my eyes tightly
this was overwelming. I never felt this way before around
anyone, I heard footsteps from the stairs, oh m god soebody was
coming, this looked wrong what if it was his mom? "Zayn
please let go. Someones coming. Please." I pleaded him. But
he didn't make a move, except for holding me tighter against
his chest. "So? Let them come." He said stubbornly.
"Zayn please. Let me go, what if it's your mom? oh my
god Zayn please! Try and understand will you?" I shouted at
him whispering. "Why don't you explain me." He
smiled cheekily and looked extremely amused, did this not matter
to him? "Zayn." I hissed trying to pull away from his
tight grip arond my waist. He just smirked at me and started
walking closer in to me making me back up more. "Zaaaaynn!
St-" The doorknob turned and I was freaking out! The
doorknob turned again, the door was locked I sighed in relief.
"Zayn open the door? Is Ariel in there?" It was Waliyha
knocking on the door. I looked at Zayn who made no move to open
the door and let go of me. "Stop it Zayn! It's not
funny." I put my hands on top of his trying to get him to
loosen his grip on my waist. "Answer my question." He
said gripping both my wrists tightly in one hand. "Zayn,
your hurting me." I gasped. "Ok, open the door or
I'll call mom!" Waliyha was clearly getting impatient
now. Zayn loosened his grip on my wrists and waist.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, I ignored him and opened
the door for Waliyha. "Zayn go put some clothes on where are
your manners?!" She snapped at Zayn who was still in a
towel. He rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom. I stayed at
Zayn's place for the rest of the day for dinner. I avoided
Zayn as much as possible still angry at him for what happened
earlier. Until after dinner "Zayn can drive you home Ariel.
We will not let you leanve alone he brought you here after
all." Zayn's mom insisted on Zayn driving me home.
"Yea I brought you here let me drive you home Ariel."
Zayn interuppted trying to make eye contact with me. I frowned
"Fine, let's go I have a curfew." I said my thanks
and goodbyes to his mom and Safaa, Waliyha was gone out. Zayn led
me out the door and opened the passenger side door for me, I got
in without saying a word.
18 faves · 6 comments · Aug 11, 2012 2:42am
maddysoccerlvr
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1 decade ago
Team Zayn, Brad still has the bet going on. I would never forgive Brad for what he did.
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willowxoxo
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1 decade ago
team brad.
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foreverlove18
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1 decade ago
Tea Brad over here!
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Bananana2397
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1 decade ago
Love the story and I'm team brad!!!
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I_love_mee
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1 decade ago
Lovvvvve this story:))) and Im team zayn:)!!
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flossydossy · 1 decade ago
TEAM ZAYN
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