I placed the razor carefully hiding it behing some perfume bottles and deodorants on the bathroom's cabinet and I slipped into the shower. The hot water was streaming down my body and the blood was running again from my wrist but the pain was bearable this time. I've been doing this for the past 3 weeks and every time I could feel less and less pain. After I was done showering, I jumped out and I stood in front of the mirror looking back at the man in front of me staring me. My face was decent but my hair was a wet mess. I looked down on my wrist and the still fresh cuts, were obvious. I searched for some leather bracelets and my watch to cover them up.
'Perfect'. I muttered to myself and I began styling my hair.
After about an hour, my perfectly made quiff was ready. I stepped out and I walked to my room. I stood in front of the closet not knowing what to wear for tonight. After a good 20 minutes I decided to go for some tight jeans and a white v neck t-shirt. I slipped on my compact boots and I threw my leather jacket on my shoulders, spraying my favorite cologne before heading downstairs. I took out of my pocket a cigarette and I lit it up. As I was waiting for Louis to come over, only one question was running my mind; How's that 'Jenna' chick looks like?
Jenna's POV
"Are you ready?" Eleanor asked.
"Yeah...I think so..." I said and I took another quick look of myself on the mirror.
"You're knock out." Eleanor giggled and I blushed. "He'll drool his chin, I know Zayn."
"I don't know..." I let out a loud sigh and I collapsed on the couch chewing my bottom lip.
"Oh come on! Aren't you excited?" Eleanor playfully punched my shoulder plopping herself next to me on the couch.
"I am, but he's Zayn Malik from One Direction and I'm just another college student, nothing special."
"Well, I'm a college student too." She said and checked her phone. "Oh look! Louis and Zayn are already at the restaurant waiting for us. We should get going." She spoke and stood up tossing her phone in her purse as I stood up aswell throwing on my jacket.
"Ok, let me grab my purse." I locked the door behind me and I jumped in the driver's seat of my black car in the driveway. The whole drive was crazy, me and Eleanor singing along Carly Rae Jepsen's Call me maybe and dancing awkwardly, collecting some strange glares from other drivers whenever we stopped on a red light. After a while, I pulled at the restaurant's parkway and we made our way in. We saw Louis and Zayn sitting at a table and we walked towards them smoothing the silk fabric of my dress on my way.
Zayn's POV
I was talking with Louis when Eleanor and her friend, Jenna walked into the restaurant.
"Finally!" I rolled my eyes.
"Shut up!" Louis punched my leg underneath the table. "And be nice to her. She's an amazing girl." he added and restrained his posture.
"Ok." I said and I took a sip of my wine, shrugging my shoulders. I wasn't in mood for him to scold me again.
"And don't get drunk!" Louis said in between his teeth darting me an angry glare.
"Whatever." I said and I looked up to see the girls standing in front of us.
"Hello ladies." Louis stood up and greeted the girls kissing them both on their cheeks.
"Hello Louis." Jenna spoke and hugged him.
"Hey babe." El smiled and pecked a kiss on his lips.
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Broken [Dark Zayn Malik Fanfic] *UNDER MAJOR EDITING*
FanfictionHave you ever been a part of something that you thought would never end? and then of course it did. Zayn thought that Perrie was 'the one' for him. That 'Zerrie' would never end. One day was enough to ruin his dreams, his hopes, his plans for the...