{Zayn's POV}
Savannah was smiling, seductively.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked, getting up from the bed.
"Not the welcoming I was looking for but," she replied.
"You're not welcome here," I answered, stubbornly.
"Always so stubborn," she said smiling, "How are you Zayn? Haven't seen you for awhile, babe."
"What the fuck are you doing here? Who let you in?" I repeated.
"Like always, I will keep you guessing," she said, bitting off her nails. Habits that are too familiar to me.
"What do you want Savannah?" I asked.
"I prefer pet names. Remember when we had interviews using pet names? Oh that was so fun, wasn't it?" she asked, facing me.
I grabbed her elbows too harshly, but I didn't care.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" I asked.
"I knew you can't wait to touch me," she said leaning. I let go off her hands, making her fall into my chest.
"I see you've changed so much, haven't you Zayn?" she asked. My fist balled up. The girl that I want, finally said yes to me and now Savannah's back to ruin it all.
"I like it when you're angry," she commented.
"What do you want?" I asked, trying to calm down.
"Easy, 3 letters, 1 word..." she said ,"You!" I looked at her with confusion.
"See I always surprise you, don't I?" she asked, getting her purse.
"You know me Zayn, I always get what I want and now I want you," she said before walking out the door.
A/N DUN DUN DUN! Who can guess Savannah and Zayn's 'relationship?' If you can call it that! I have a test tomorrow though I really wanted to write!
Anyways will you guys mind reading my other fan fiction 'Battle Of The Heart?' Pretty please? *Puppy dog eyes* VOTE & COMMENT!
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