You're Breaking Me.

Chapter 8.

Riri's POV ✌

I woke up on the couch. I was still snuggled into Zayn's side and the TV was still on. I turned over and looked at the clock.

1:28am

I yawned and tried to stand up. Zayn's arm was securely wrapped around my waist. He pulle me back down next to him. I looked over at him and tried to get back up. He pulled me down once again. I pulled his arm off my waist, but he held a firm grip. I sighed an slouched back into the couch. I looked over at Zayn. I wasn't expecting him to be so close to me. He was sat up and looking into my eyes. I nodded and we both ran upstairs. I laid on the bed and Zayn joined me. He straddled me around my hips. He half smirked and brushed the hair off of my face. He kissed me roughly and peeled off my shirt, revealing my breasts. He laughed at how hard they were and kissed my neck. He unbuttoned my pants and slid them down, kissing in a line from my navel and lower. I let out a soft moan and he took off his shirt. My eyes wandered his body an stopped at his pants. I noticed his budge growing bigger by the minute. He took off his boxers and pants. "Like what you see?" He smiled and jumped back on top of me. He snapped on protection and slid into me. I let out a loud moan and clawed at the bed sheets. He went faster and faster. "Zaynn, noooo!" He ignored my remark and went faster and deeper. "ZAYNNN!" I slapped my hands on his back and clawed them. He continued penetrating deeper each time.

Damn doesn't this boy ever get tired?! I sure was. "Zaynn, stopppp," I moaned. He ignored me once again and continued. "Zayn, stopppp!" He paused for a second and began once again. "Zayn, STOP!" He climbed off of me. "WHAT'S WRONG?!" I cowered in fear. He sounded pretty mad. "T-take a break. I-I'm tired." He smiled and turned around to grab his clothes. I inspected the claw marks I left on his back. I hope it scars. I hope it scars so that it shows that he is MINE. I put those there. Unless he like slits my wrists or something, there will never be a permanent way to show that I am his.

I stood up and put on my underwear and one of Zayn's T-shirts. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and walked into the bathroom. I put on some non-waterproof mascara and sat on the bed. I don't know why I put on makeup, I just did.

Zayn's POV

I finished getting dressed and walked over to Riri. I pushed her back and placed my arms on each side of her. She giggled and I gave her an Eskimo kiss. I pulled her up, suddenly feeling mad. Her smile faded to a frown. I dragged her out of the room into the hallway. "Scrub the stairs!" As clique as that sounds, I actually wanted her to do it. They were pretty dirty. "No Zayn! Why don't you just hire some maid or something!"

I don't know what I was thinking. It just happened! I couldn't control my anger! I pushed her down the stairs. With each roll, she 'thudded' and 'oofed'. She landed on the floor unconscious. I swear I have to take some anger management classes or something.

I ran down the stairs to see if she was ok. She had bruises all over her body. I frowned and checked under her shirt. Around her navel, where else were you thinking?

Her stomach was ok but a huge bruise covered about 1/5 of her back. I went to the kitchen to get some ice from the freezer. I grabbed some ice and placed it in a bag. I ran back to the bottom of the stairs to Riri and placed the ice on her bruise. It helped take the purple away, but it replaced it with a red blotch. Maybe I'm not doing this right. I lifted up the bag and felt the bruise. It was cold.

Dur duh dur.

I put the ice back on it and admired Riri's beauty. Her shoulder length brown hair to her navy blue ankle socks. Her eyes were brownish hazel. I noticed every detail. She had her ears pierced but she didn't wear earrings. She has a small tattoo on her arm that say 'me x infinite'. She even has a brand new sterling silver chain on. It is tucked under her shirt, the top is barely showing. I stroked her hair and pushed it back. She started flopping on the floor. I think she was having a seizure. I jumped up and stood back. She sat up, clearly amused. "I...GOT YOU!" I balled up my fist and got ready to punch her. One more word and I'll blow. She sat up and groaned. "Ahhh, my back!" She placed her hand on her spine and tried again to stand up. She reached for my hand, but I pulled it away. I was still mad at her for faking the seizure. "Come on, that's nothing, and I mean NOTHING to fool around with." She hung her head and apologized. I kissed her head and walked out of the room.

I dug through our drawer until I found a pair of low-rise jean short-shorts from Abercrombie & Fitch. I tossed them to her along with a grey T-shirt. She stripped off my big T-shirt and put on her T-shirt and shorts. She fixed her messy bun and checked her makeup. She actually looked pretty nice. I grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen. I grabbed my car keys and unlocked the doors. She hoped in the passenger side and I sat in the drivers seat. "Where are we going," Riri asked patiently. "You'll see," I said before speeding down the road.

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Do you think this chapter is kind of short? Oh well...

So I'm done with work