Him <3 ~A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction~

~Chapter 6~ Good Friends

She's your best friend.  She loves you like a sister.  She knows you like the back of her hand.  She would never really do anything to hurt you.  She was just upset.  She couldn't ever hurt you. Oh really?  You didn't know my Jessica.  She was manipulative, and very sneaky.  If anyone knew how to ruin a life, it was Jessica Rivera.

I learned that my best friend was a bitch back in middle school, She had tricks out her sleeves and lies to cover up lies.  She was actually pretty good at it too. 

But I never thought she would these techniques on me!  Yeah I knew what she was capable of, but she was like my sister, she would never hurt me.  But I guess I was really wrong.

Jessica's words cut through me like a knife. She knew more about then any other person in the world. She knew every secret in the world about me. I was afraid it would all come out.

At lunch, I sat down at a table in the corner of the lunchroom. As I looked around, I could see everyone looking at me and laughing. All I did was ignore them. I tried my best to tune them out and to continue my lunch. Then I saw Jessica stand on a table.

No. No. No.  What are you doing on the table? I buried my head into my hands.  Don't let her break Riley.

"We all know Riley Johnson don't we?" She yelled. Everybody replied yes in unison. "Well, what if I told you that this beautiful, polite, scholar was a backstabbing bitch, along with a whore!" Every one started to oooooooo like 10 year olds when their classmates where sent to the principles office. "And do you know what we do to Backstabbing Bitches, we embarrass them."

Then she did it, she ruined my lunch, my day, my week, and my year.  "This little slut, sleeps with old men for fun!" She yelled.

What the fuck? If she was going to say something, why would she say that?  But no, she didn't stop there. 

She took an embarrass, and very provocative picture of me.  We were 15, bored, and weird.  I took one of my mom's liquor bottles and took a funny picture with it.  She had even complimented on it.  But instead she used it against me.

 She passed them out to all the kids in the lunchroom. "Is this bitchy enough for you, Riley?" She yelled.

Bitchy enough?  This was horrific. How was she able to print out of those pictures since she was so mad at me?  This girl is really crazy.

I couldn't hold back the tears as I ran to the indoor garden. I cried my eyes out for about five minutes until I heard someone come in. And what better person would it be than him.

"Hey are you alright?" He asked.

I looked at him.  "Do I look alright? I mean, for God's sake, I wouldn't be balling my eyes out if I was alright!" I hissed

"I tried calling you yesterday." He said

"Yeah I saw them!" I yelled angrily. "I was just embarrassed in front of the whole school and all you wanna do is talk about meeting with me to do what? Get in my pants!" l let words get the best of me again.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He snapped.  Soon, his Hazel Island turned to a Brown Lava filled volcano.  "I was just trying to help you."

"Since when did I need your help?" I yelled "In a matter of fact, I don't need anything from you! All I want you to do is leave me alone." I argued.  I wiped my eyes with my sleeve as I looked up at his angry face. 

"Fine." He replied.  I buried my head into my knees as I heard his footsteps stomp out and slam the door. 

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After school was detention. And instead of sitting in an empty class to do homework, I was given a chore. I had to clean all of the rooms on the sixth floor. If this is what happens when I say the word bitch, I would never say it again.