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78. sorry like an angel

IT'S RAINING OUTSIDE AND IT'S BECAUSE GOD IS CRYING THAT ZAYN IS GONE TOO

i dedicate this chapter (or how about the whole damn book) to zayn malik, the actual nicest person on earth THAT BROKE MY HEART

A/N: were you all aware that amnesia by 5 seconds of summer is about me and zayn's relationship because it fucking is

i'm actually so sad guys like I want to make you feel better because you guys always tell me that I make your day better but I can't bring myself to be funny right now to be honest i'm sorry

especially zayn girls omf i hope you're all okay

LIKE IDC IF PEOPLE TELL ME IM OVERREACTING THOSE PEOPLE DONT KNOW WHAT THIS GROUP HAS DONE FOR ME

it feels weird to write fan fiction about Zayn now idk

it honestly feels like Zayn ripped my heart out nice and slow then put it in a paper shredder then chewed it up then spat it out like poison THEN STOMPED ON WHAT WAS LEFT BEFORE PUTTING IT IN HIS HANDS AND APOLOGIZING AND TRYING TO GIVE IT BACK TO ME

78 - sorry like an angel (from apologize by One Republic and that one lyric "you say sorry like an angel" because that's how Zayn said sorry for breaking my heart ): I'm so sad)

"I'm going to say this before you can figure out yourself and get mad," I murmur, climbing into bed, "I was with Chris,"

"You had sex with him?! You weren't lying-- You rode him!"

"No, that was a lie," I hold back a laugh, "But I was with Chris."

Niall glares at the ground and I roll my eyes.

"If you act up I'm going to his house," I reply, "And if you beat him up I'm going to beat you up. Leave it alone."

"You talk to him more then you talk to me." Niall frowns.

"I don't." I roll my eyes again.

"What is he saying to you?" Niall asks.

Oh, he just tells me that you are going to murder me one day and that you're an abuse boyfriend and it's slowly convincing me that it's true and that I might need to break up with you for both of our lives to remain healthy. And stuff.

"We just talk." I reply.

"About?"

"About stuff, love." I murmur.

"You're lucky I love you," Niall hums, "Or else I'd go bat shit on his ass."

"I love you too."

"I don't like that you're talking to Chris, to be quite honest." Niall admits, pulling off his shirt and climbing into bed with me.

"I know," I whisper, "I just don't care."

Niall frowns and I chuckle, turning around and kissing him.

"I'm not trying to have sex but I really want to have sex." Niall whispers.

"No," I roll my eyes.

"I'm so horny." Niall frowns. "I'm going to teach you how to suck me off."

"Suck your own dick, darling." I say to Niall and he just sighs.

"Wish I could." Niall replies with and I laugh.

"I want you to do something for me, baby."

"What?" I hum.

"Could you finger yourself? Right now?" Niall rubs his hand up and down my thigh before removing his hand and the touch lingers; I feel a ghostly feeling on my thigh and it's just further proof Niall's touch is magnifying.