One Night

Part 2: Boxing with Zayn

AN ...... Heyy I am so fricken sorry for not updating in such a long time! Its been what 2 months??? I will update at least three times this week. If I don't I give you permission to stop reading this story My Instagram is k_Leigh_47 and my Kik is kaleighrich13 follow me and let me know when you want me to update!!! Isn't that boy above just adorable his name is Ben. He stole my tablet and took some selfies

I don't know if I should call him. I've been sitting here for the past 10 minutes debating on whether or not I should call him. All of the sudden my phone rang making me jump. I quickly pressed accept and put it up to my ear.

C- hellooooo?
Z-hey love it's Zayn
C- what how did you get my number?
Z- your friend veronica? No Victoria yeah she gave it to me
C- oh OK so why did you call me??
Z-well I know you weren't gonna call me
C- I was going to but I didn't know if you um ... Wanted me to
Z- I wouldn't have given you my number if I didn't want you to call me sweetheart now are you gonna or not?
C- huh?! Oh um yeah I need your address though
Z-oh yeah I'll text it to you
C- OK bye

I didn't give him a chance to respond as I quickly hung up. A couple minutes later I got a message from Zayn . I grabbed my sweater and headed out the door. By time I got there it was raining. Crap I'm gonna be soaked by time I get home. The house was huge . I walked up to the front door and knocked. It took a couple of seconds before women with black hair opened the door. She looked in her 50s. She was wearing a black and white striped knee length dress.

" Hello, you must be Crissy please come in" The petite women said stepping aside. I walked in and stood there waiting for her to say something else.

" Zayn Your friend is here!!" She yelled. And I heard a faint " alright " coming from the basement. I heard a bit of shuffling come from the basement before I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs. Then a door opened revealing the god like man they call Zayn. He was shirtless with grey sweatpants on and his hands were wrapped.His eyes met mine before slowly walking over to me.

" Hey love " he said kissing my cheek and wrapping his arm around my waist.

" hi, so why did you want me to come over?" I asked smiling back at him.

" I wanna teach you how to punch baby " he said smirking.

"Why so could kick your ass?"I joked with a smirk on my face.

"You could not kick my ass if your life depended on it" he stated and started walking back downstairs. I didn't know what to do so I followed him.

"I so could!" I yelled after him and i got down there, there were a bunch of exercising equipment. He was standing by the punching bag wrapping his hands in a black everlasting hand wrap. He grabbed another one the was red and walked over to me.

" here let me take this" He said grabbing my bag off my shoulder and set it against the wall. He walked back over to me and told me to stick my hands out. He started to wrap them, sticking his tongue out in concentration. Okay that's fricken adorable. I stood there staring at him until I heard someone clearing their throat. I snapped out of my trance and looked at Zayn to see him smirking.

" Like what you see?" He asked.

"Pshhh No of course not" Yes I do .

" Sure you don't sweetheart alright come here" He said leading me over to the puching bag.

"Alright now show me what you got" He said standing back . I took a deep breath and closed my eyes thinking about what makes me angry. My thoughts immediantly drifted to my father. He was never there for me as a kid. But every once in a while he would come over the house just to abuse me or mom.He always told me I was a mistake. I didn't even realize that I was punching the bag as hard as i could and crying when I felt Zayn turn my cheek so I was facing him. He wiped my tears away with his thumb but they kept coming. I hate my father so flaking much.

"Why are you crying?" He asked but I just shook my head in response.

" N-nothing its nothing" I insisted.

"Are you sure sweetheart?" He asked and I nodded my head backing away from him.

" uhm I have to go my favorite TV show comes on in an hour and I still have to shower and clean the house" I lied walking over to my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. He looked worried and concerned. I didn't want him to pity me for crying in front of him or feel sorry for me. I hate it when people pity me it makes me feel like I'm a sad depressed little girl who doesn't know what she wants in life.

"Uhm alright" He whispered grabbing my hand and leading me up the stairs.

"I uh thank you for teaching me- well it wasn't really teaching it was more like a therapy session" I said laughing a little. He gave me a small smile but nothing more.

" I'll see you later yeah?" He said opening the front door with his hand on my waist.

" NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU WHORE!!" he yelled in my face pushing me out the door.

~~~Nahhh I'm kidding ha ha~~~

"Yeah I'll call you tomorrow yeah?" I asked he nodded his head and kissed my cheek. Well not my cheek but dangerously close to my lips.

"Bye love" He smiled and closed the door when I walked out. I walked down the street and into Starbucks . There was an old man sitting with what looked to be his wife judging by the way they were holding hands. Then there were a group of teenage girls sitting at the table in the far left corner. I walked up to the counter to order my drink when a shriek erupted from the table where those girls were sitting.

" OMG ITS IGGY AZALEA!!!!!!!! " she screamed. God damn tone it down girl. Her whole table got up and ran over to me. There were about 6 of them and they all were screaming in my ear.
"Can I have a picture Iggy?!"
"Can I have your underwear for my wall?!!" Ohk what the fuck was that??
" Iggy let me have a million dollars !!" OK I'm done.

" WOULD YOU GUYS PLEASE LET ME HAVE SOME FUCKING PEACE FOR ONE DAY THATS ALL I ASK IS ONE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted and they stared at me blankly before slowly walking away. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I was wearing a white sweatshirt crop top that had a rainbow color tiger head on it and it said rawr and some high wasted light blue ripped skinny jeans and my black high top black wedges and gold hoop earrings. My hair was straightened. This will definitely be all over the tabloids tomorrow.

AN hi I. Sorry it took so long to update I have been busy with school we get project after project but I will post on instagram when I'm updating if you don't have an Instagram add me on Facebook my name is Kaleigh Elizabeth .