"you said forever?!" she said.
"yeah, but I was wrong, it ends now, here." he replied, flinging the gifts at her face.
Maria hasn't had the best luck in her love life and now thinks love is just something stupid and made up.
But what will happen wh...
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I woke up, my head throbbing. My eyes opened and I saw myself laying on the bed, covered in a huge blanket, still in my outfit from last night.
And that's when the memories from last night came back, flooding me, making the my cheeks wet again. Then the way that Zayn had held me and calmed me down, his touch so warm and son comforting.
However, that was all a trick. I wiped away each of my tears. He doesn't love me. He did it all for money.
I laughed to myself. Two could play this game. I wasn't going to let him get away with this.
I got up and walked into the closet, looking around for an outfit.
Just as I as about to walk into the bathroom, Zayn called out to me. "Maria? You're awake?"
I looked at me, my eyes devoid of any love for him "Good morning."
He looked at me, his gaze softening and walked towards me, standing right in front of me. "Please love, don't look at me like that, it's killing me."
"Excuse me." I said, walking away from him and into the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom I let myself exhale the breath I didn't know I was holding. Calm down Maria. Don't feel any pity for him, I told my weak heart.
After changing, I looked at myself once in the bathroom mirror, before walking out and heading to the vanity, ignoring the way Zayn looked at me.
HER OUTFIT
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I quickly brushed out my hair and then did my makeup, before applying my perfume, then got up and looked at myself in the mirror.
Without warning, Zayn grabbed me pulled me against him. My hands, out of habit, were about to land on his chest, but I held them, stopping them midway, so they wouldn't touch him.
His arms slowly snaked around my waist, the warmth from his arms seeping into my shirt.
"Maria. Please, will you listen to me?" he said to me, his voice soft and filled with longing.
