The next day I write a letter to Zayn knowing that I don’t have the guts to see him in person, not after yesterday, I have a feeling no I know strongly that Zayn may never believe me never trust me again. This is what I have wrriten:
Dear Zayn,
It’s hard to write this to you after yesterday,
How do I explain?
My words you probably won’t and can’t believe,
I didn’t in anyway do anything with Jerome, he was trying to do things with me,
I mean it,
Jerome is bad news, and gets what he wants, when he wants,
That was me yesterday, he wanted me!
I dated him briefly,
He wrecked me,
And he tried to wreck you, and me
And it worked,
And that’s a shame,
It was none of my own doing I swear it, black and blue
I’m loyal Zayn,
I am really, really loyal,
I’m not a cheat, or a liar, or a fake, or get payed for selling myself, he made that up, all of it,
Zayn if you love me you’ll trust me, cause I’m telling the truth.
Please Zayn,
Tilly~
I go to the hotel, which they are staying at, and hand it to the front desk. The lady doesn’t say anything about the note. “There a few things to go up to them” she tells me, “you were there personal assistant, why don’t you take it up to them?” she asks “I can’t I wrecked everything” I cry “go up” she tells me, she hands me the letters and my note. And turns away, leaving me no choice.

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Bribing Mr Vain Malik (ZMFF) (Completed)
FanfictionPlot: Eager to please with trendy hairstyles, unusual looks and neat pressed clothes is the one and only Mr Zayn Malik. While on a New Zealand tour in 2013 Mr Malik, be friends good looking, charming and sweet Tilly Van Von. But Tilly Van Von, isn’t...