Zayn's P.O.V.
I wake up and roll around smiling. Gigi is amazing. I look around and i find, a note on my pillow.
Gotta run, love. Oh and Rose called today. She said something about, "C.S." and hung up. Xx
-G.H
I sprung up from bed and grabbed my phone, after spending a while searching for it. I typed Rose's number. And waited for her to answer. "Hello?" It was her. God. She sounded so much better. "Rose. She was born and you didn't tell me anything?!" I tried not to be a ass. "Oh, yeah. Um. Her name is Marie Malik.." She sounded so much better, i loved the way my name rolled off her lips. "When can i see her?" I asked. "Never." And with that she hung up, leaving me defeated.
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I watched as Ben and Rose entered the night club. It was about a week since Rose last called me. They stepped onto the dance floor. I watched as he pulled her from behind and she began swaying her hips and Ben's hands found her small waist. She grinded into him as the music ( Lean on by major lazor and dj snake). I could see the way he looked at her and the way she looked at him: lust and sexiness. It made me sick.
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I could tell, that Rose was getting drunker by the second. She couldn't stand, and her dancing became even more explicit. What about her daughter? What about our daughter? I watched the way she talked to Ben. Her facial expressions. It was sickening. She threw her head back and, laughed. Fuck, this. She's still mine. I growled and stood. I walked over and punched Ben. Rose, screamed and slapped me adding to that, she even threw her drink at my face. She left the club with Ben, who had a bloody nose.
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I kissed a couple girls here and there. But none, kissed like Rose. None, made sweet passionate love to me the, way she did. She didn't call me daddy and jerk me off. These girls did. I can't wake up to red hair sprawled all over the pillow. I can't hear her soft moans, i can't tease her about her hair, i can't make the pain i caused her to leave. I can't have sex, without thinking of what i did to Rose. The way after i fingered her, and made her taste herself so, she could taste how sweet she was.
I can't get her back.
Come back.
