Black

Chapter 6

I sank back in my bed thinking. If people were oceans, He would be the deadly swirls and I would be the silly waves.

This could be the start of something good, or this could be the end of the goodness in me. Zayn looked and sounded like a dangerous boy and I was terribly good little girl.

My hand search for my phone in the nightstand. I checked the time it was 10:09am. 

I clicked new message and typed:

"Tell me you're not at school." I texted Lauren

She replies after 50 second and she usually replies after two minutes.

"Nope! Still bit tired." 

I sigh in relief.

"Can I come over?" 

"Of course. I'll keep the door unlocked. See you in bit! Xx" 

I changed into dark jeans and heavy sweater and white scarf. I peeked from the window as always, making sure Zayn's black car wasn't there. 

And it wasn't.

I ran downstairs , grabbed my mum's old car's keys and headed out. letting the air mess with my brown long curls. 

The old car was covered in dust. It hasn't been used in at least a month. I cough, god I hate my asthma. After a minute of trying to get the car to move and after a minute of it refusing I decided to walk. Lauren's house wasn't that far anyway, and the sky was beautiful and the wind was refreshing.I should walk.

I slipped out of the 1990's car, cursing under my breath. I shoved my little hands inside my pockets for them to not get cold. I started walking.

After four minutes of walking, a car slowed down next to me.

The blacken window rolled down, "Need a lift, baby?" Zayn spoke.

Who else would it be. 

I walked faster.

"No." 

He speeded a little so now he's ahead of me. I heard the wheels turn. I didn't look.

He crawled out of the car, leaving the door open. 

"Come on, baby" He walked in my direction with his long hands in the air, like he was asking for a hug. He wore a leather jacket with dark jeans like mine, and a dark top. With the same ray bans sunglasses –even though the sunlight was as weak as my knees- And for a second he looked like a ninja.

I turned the other way to cross the street and get away from him, leaving him behind. 

Suddenly, I felt a strong grip on my waist, my feet were no longer touching the ground. I gasped as the only thing I saw was his lower back. Did he just throw me over his shoulder?

"ZAYN!" I screamed.

He giggled. And for the first time I believe in dark laughter and evil.

His long legs made their way to his open car. Easily throwing me into the passenger seat. Bending down buckling the seat belt. He kissed my thigh.

He stood up. Smirking at me with his delicious yet scary lips.

I slapped him across the face.

It took him a second to feel it. as his newly shaved cheek turned red, he bent down again and kissed my nose. 

"Let's keep the tough play for later, huh?" He whispered inches away from me. Smirking again, and again, and again.

He slammed the door harshly. Causing me to jump. He ran around the car to get the other side. He slid in again and locked us in. and for the second time I was locked with him.

"You're going to Lauren, aren't you?" He said keeping his eyes on the road. 

"Yes," I say. "Drive me there" I ordered. 

He acted like he didn't hear me. And took the wrong turn. Driving to who knows where.

I sigh. Staring outside the window at the strange streets name Idon’t recognize. As a tear formed in my eye.

"Do you treat all girls like that?" I asked innocently.

"No," he responses in three seconds.

He pause and I don't talk.

"but no girl treated me that."