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Throughout that night, Zayn woke up three times. Each time from a bad dream. I held him each time trying to get him to stop crying. I spent the weekend at Zayn's watching movies, playing GTA and Fifa. Anything to keep his mind off that asshole, Nick. It worked for a while but I can tell he wasn't truly there. He would blank out or cry at random times. Even though I tried to help him forget.

Today is Monday and we have school. I fûcking hate school. I don't get bullied or anything. Mostly because everyone knows not to fuck with me. I don't bully people. I mostly just keep to myself. But I don't stop the bullying either. Which I guess makes me just as guilty. But so fucking what. Not everything is all fairytale and rainbows and its better that they know that now rather than later.

One thing that I couldn't get out my mind all weekend, other than Zayn, was what Zayn said. 'I slept with him'. I knew Zayn was a virgin and somewhere deep down I thought maybe one day I could be the one to take his virginity. He would fall in love with me and I would have tried hard to prove to him that I love him and that I'm worthy of his love.

I know that Zayn valued that. It was something he was proud of himself for. So I know that it hurt Zayn to have a low life like Nick Cathoway to be the one to take it. Just imagining how he feels makes me angry all over again. But I know there is nothing left I can do, besides be there for him.

I've been thinking of ways to get my mind off of someone else fucking Zayn. And I know just the thing.

Or should I say one.
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To: BC (booty call)

Hey. I need you tonight.

I waited only a few seconds before they responded.

From: BC

Don't worry I'll be right over baby ;)

I smirk placing my phone on my drawer. Today has been hell. I've been trying to get it out of my mind all day. 'I slept with him'.

I tried focusing on school regardless of how much I hated it. Anything to get my mind off of replaying those words. Trying to get the image of Zayn underneath Nick withering and moaning from pleasure. I squeezed my eyes shut as if it would help. I was so focused on my thoughts that i didn't realize how much time had passed before I heard a knock on my door.

I get up not bothering to put any pants on since they would be coming right off and walk up the stairs out of my room with just my boxers on. I walk through the halls before I reached the front door. I unlock it swinging it open to reveal black raven hair and honey colored eyes. I barely get a chance to speak before he attaches his lips to mine hopping on me immediately.

I stumble back regaining my balance because this was so unexpected.
"Mhhmm." I moan. My hands on his ass kneading it roughly. Than I realize what's happening so I push him off me. He falls hard on the ground

"Shit." He curses. I wipe my lips with the back of his hand. I point to him anger boiling through me.

"I told you not to fucking do that shit ever again!" I yell angrily still wiping my lips.

"I- I'm sorry I just got excited because y-you texted me. It's been three w-weeks."

"You brought this upon yourself. You know I don't like that shit." I spit glaring at the frightened boy on the ground.

"I-I'm sorry." He whispers looking down. He stands up rubbing his elbow.

"You alright?" I ask. Not that I was worried about him but I still wanted my fuck. He nods his head. "You know what forget about it, maybe another time." I go to shove him out the door