Tampered With (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Zayn's POV

She kissed me. No ever kisses me first. But I don't know. I felt a spark. Fireworks you could say. And I just didn't want it to stop. I pulled her on top of me. That's when she pulls away.

"What, what. We can slow down!" I say longing for her "We don't have to do it now." I say

She smirked and I put my hand on my pants to cover it. I was sporting one already. She gave me a surprised look. And I gave her an embarrassed one.

"Hey, look," she started. "I just need you coming back for more." She curtsied and led her self out.

I faced palmed. That's what I usually say! She flipped the tables on me. She's different! She gave me a boner just from smirking at me! I have it bad. Really bad for her.

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Your POV

I screeched with joy and excitement and my new found daringness trying to make sure Zayn couldn't hear from next door. I can't believe I did that. That wasn't real. I don't even. Never have I ever.. Then I didn't want to get my hopes up.

Maybe he does this with all the other girls. He definitely wasn't a virgin but I was. Maybe he's easily excitable that's why that happened. Maybe he doesn't even like me. It's all an act. I slowly led myself to be really sad and worthless. How I feel most of the time.

No way he'd like me. I'm not pretty. I have weird everything. Yet I'm the most average person. I don't have anything beautiful about me. I am unloved by Zayn, by everyone. I'm not good enough for anyone. People could walk all over me. Slowly the tears start flowing.

＊Flashback＊

"You're stupid and and ugly whore." A popular blonde girl said

"No ones going to love you." Her vicious brown headed friend said

"Don't even think about talking to any guys because they all think you're hideous." The perfect looking ginger haired girl said

"Such a loser. A fat, fat loser." The blonde one stated again.

"Lose weight porker. About 100lbs" the brown headed girl backs up

"That still won't change your face." The ginger haired one snapped

"Guys is she crying? Lets bail." The blonde one demanded

They ran away. They backed me up against the wall taunting me. This has been going on for a while. I'm starting to believe them.

"Ugh, 10th graders.. Honey, what's wro-"

＊End of Flashback＊

I cried into my pillow. I looked at the clock; 11.

I took off every fake thing Acacia put on me.

The fake eyelashes.

The eyeshadow.

The blush.

The lipstick.

Then I took off all my jewelry and looked in the mirror.

They were absolutely right. I was hideous. I took off my clothes to take a shower I looked in the mirror again. I was fat. I lost a lot of weight since then. But I'll never be thin enough.

I took a shower to wash away the pain. It worked, for awhile. I heard something coming from the vent. It was singing. I'm sure it was Zayn. He was singing 'Just The Way You Are' by Bruno Mars. I started tearing up in the shower.

"Oh, her eyes, her eyes. My the stars look like they're not shining. Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying. She so beautiful..." He sung