After being away in Africa on a charity mission for 2 months you were finally coming back home. It was going to be a surprise to your fiancé, Zayn because you weren't due home until another 2 months. You smiled playing with your fingers as you sat in the cab. The driver pulled up in front of your house, getting out to help you with tour things.
"Thank you." You smiled and quickly paid the guy. He smiled and got back in the cab, driving away. You jammed your keys into the door, unlocking it. It felt so good to be he, you thought to yourself as you walked inside. You went upstairs to your shared bedroom, frowning when you saw how messy it was. You were kind of hoping Zayn would keep the house a bit tidy. As always boys would be boys, therefore cleaning was not in their to do list. You walked to the bed and took of the covers, deciding to make it up since it wasn't.
"What is that?..." You wondered lifting up the pillow. To your shock and horror it was a condom. A used condom. You and Zayn never used condoms since you were on birth control. This little 'gift' meant Zayn was cheating on you....while you were away doing something honorable. You rushed to his closet and started pulling everything out of it. You grabbed trash bags and stuffed all his things into them.
"He thinks he can cheat on me?" You whispered to yourself, dragging everything out to the backyard. You grabbed a match and lit it, before flinging it onto his bags of clothes. You stood there way hung the flames engolf his clothes. You smiled in a satisfaction, although you were far from being done. You grabbed a hammer from the shed and went to the garage where a few cars were. You smirked as you brought the hammer down hard onto the car you had bought him for his birthday. It was his favorite car too. You had no care as you damaged the hood of the car, shatter the headlights, scratched the entire body of the car, as well as carved shit head onto the hood. You stood back admiring your work.
You turned on your heal and went back into the house. You walked over to the liquor cabinet and got out the strongest thing there. You opened it and took a long swig from it. You plopped down on the couch waiting for your cheating man to come. Boy did he have a surprise waiting for him when he got home
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One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)
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