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Chapter 48.

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Zayn's P.O.V:

What the fuck is she doing here?!

"Tiffany what are you doing here?" I asked, my tone hard. I glanced at Lexie and I was fucking relieved to see she was out of Tiffany's view, because if Tiffany saw her here all hell would break loose, I'd lose my job Lexie would get kicked out and shit. 

"I'm ready to put the past behind us Zayn" she said grinning like the loonie she is.

what the fuck is she talking about?! What past!?

"what the-" I asked but before I could finish my sentence she pushed right past me to put her bag on the sofa. My eyes frantically searched for Lexie and she hid under the table, I looked back at Tiffany and she was just watching me.

"Tiffany not to be rude but I do mean to be harsh because you can't seem to get it through your head that you were just a fling, you were just a few nights thing, booty call what other terms do you want me to say for you to get it?" I harshly said resting my index finger on my temple, closing my eyes briefly. God she was beyond frustrating.

My eyes met her's and I anticipated her next move, she stared at me, shock spread across her features and then she grinned

what the fuck?!

"oh I know this game" she winked "you pretend you don't want me and it gets me to want you more. " she said in a 'duh' tone, she began striding towards me like a puma does her prey and I prayed that Lexie didn't hate me right now.

"You, boys and your tactics" she said as she cornered me and I dodged her moving swiftly so she was unable to pin me to a wall.

"Tiffany I swear you are fucking delusional." I scowled at her "No! you're delusional Zayn!" she retaliated pointing her index finger at me,shouting from the top of her lungs and I almost shit my pants.

This is the first time she has acted like this and frankly she looks fucking insane from here.

"I-" she started, clearing her throat and standing up straight "I mean you're a bit-" she breathed out heavily while closing her eyes seeming as though she was trying to compose herself.

Her eyes carefully and slowly opened again and she had that typical 'obsessed-crazy girl' smile you see in movies. "a bit ignorant to what we really had Z" Tiffany finished, her voice eerily calm compared to her past tone and that just made her fucking crazier.

"I mean clearly you were expecting me" She blushed as she neared me yet again.

what the actual fuck?

"duh! the table, the candles, deny it all you want but you and I think alike, you sensed my presence approaching your house and you impulsively  cooked dinner for us to share" she dictated and god I wish I could just kick her out but how do I get her crazy ass to understand that she and I, we were fucking nothing.

Not to mention Lexie, and how she's still hiding under the fucking table. Now that I think about it why under the table she could've ran to one of the rooms but no, she just had to choose the table.

"Even the plates are set up and oh! wine how'd you know I loved this brand and the napkins-" she continued on and on about how we were perfect for each other, as she continued to assume that I did all of this for her. I blocked her out as my head began to ache because of her fucking annoying and shrill and high voice.

"Tiffany!" I scowled at her making her jump "just please for the love of god shut the hell up" I sighed glared at her her words and she shut her mouth