Zayn's POV
"Wait, let me go say bye to Zayn!" Jessie rushed over to me, almost tackling me to the ground.
"Whoa Jess!" I chuckled, spinning her around. "I'll try and come over later to finish our movie." She nodded as I kissed her forehead. "Bye bunny."
"Bye Zayn.." She gave me a small squeeze before scurrying back to Harry's side. I watched as she got into his car, waving at me. A smile creased onto my face as I waved back. The car soon drove away and I was the only one left on the field. Picking up my duffelbag, I pulled it over my shoulder and started towards my car. One of the cheerleaders walked out from behind it with a smirk, Missy.
"Hey baby."
"I'm not your baby.." I sighed, putting my bag in the trunk. I felt her hands lingering on my waist as I turned around. "Missy.."
"Why do you like that girl?" She groaned, playing with the hem of my shirt.
"She's different, unlike you."
"Oh don't be so indenial." She giggled before pecking my lips.
"Missy, seriously, I don't like you!" I pushed her away. She sighed and dragged a cooler from behind her car, opening it to reveal several bottles of wine and beer.
"I know your secret, Malik. You need to study your surroundings more before telling secrets." She smirked at me. "If coach somehow finds out, you'll be off the team and sent to jail for underage drinking."
"You have no proof."
"They'll check your blood, babe." I groaned and clenched my fists as she crept into the backseat of my car. "Let me just prove to you how much better I am."
"You're such a slut.." I groaned, crawling onto her. There was no such sparks when we kissed, no butterflies, no fireworks. And all that was running through my mind was Jessie.
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"You have some fucking nerve." I growled at her, chuckling as I jugged down the bottle of wine.
"Okay, get out the car. You're home, and just to let you know, you were amazing in every way." Missy kissed my lips. "Bye baby."
"Bye Missy." I hopped out the car, trying as hard as I could to walk in a straight line into Harry's house. Jessie was the first to come to my rescue, catching me as I tripped over my own feet.
"Jessie, who is that?"
"Just uh, mail!" She dragged me upstairs. "Fucking gosh Zayn.." She muttered.
"Whoa, never heard you curse babe." I laughed as she carried me into the bathroom, straddling me and covering my mouth.
"Be quiet, please." She hushed me, pulling off my jacket. "Y-You need to get this smell o-off." She stuttered, taking in deep breaths. I sighed as I saw the facial expression on her face. Jessie looked almost frightened by me.
"Sorry." She nodded as she pulled off my shirt, stopping as she stared at my neck.
"I-I'll be back." Jessie sniffled as she quickly got up, scurrying out the bathroom. I chuckled a bit and held onto the counter, standing up and examining my body. There were numerous hickies on my neck, scratch marks on my back that still stung. I smirked to myself and stretched, walking out the bathroom before Jessie shoved me back inside, locking the door. "Stop it.."
"I'm fine Jess, stop being so protective." I smirked at her as she sat me on the counter.
"I brought you this jug of water. It was milk but you need it right now. Just drink it." Jessie opened it up and tilted my head back, pouring water into my mouth. I swallowed it down and smiled at her, taking the jug. "Zayn."
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