One Direction Interracial Preferences (BWWM)

Treat Me Like Somebody //Zayn//

Now don't be mislead by the things that I said in the past

I was young

I was looking for a thrill

That didn't last long

I was in it for the wrong

Wrong reason, wrong season, wrong person

He was your everything during the summertime but that was the wrong season for you to fall in love with a bad boy like him. You guess summer was the time all the fuck boys wanted to have a main but a bunch of side chicken heads. You had told him all your secrets and how you wanted him to take your virginity; maybe that is why he kept you around, but now you look back on it you were just naïve and a young girl. You wanted the thrill of dating a bad boy, and he was the wrong person to be with. You thought that maybe he would change but he didn't he was just sleeping with girl after girl and you'd stick around looking like a love sick puppy. You went against your parents for this boy, they told you he wasn't shit, and you only told them you were grown and could handle him by yourself. But the thing is you couldn't even confront Zayn. You both only 'dated' until mid-summer. He had that I get a girlfriend every season mentality. But you remember the breakup vividly. Your home-girl had to put some sense in your head because obviously you ain't have none. "Girl where ya man at" she asked looking at you serious. At this time you really didn't care about people asking about Zayn. "I don't know he said he had to go to the studio for something." you had told her waiting for her to change the subject, but she didn't. "Let's go surprise him at the studio then shall we" she said, you knew she was up to something but you also knew there was no talking her out of it. "Fine" you said grabbing your coat and keys. She had a satisfied smile on her face as you guys walked to the car. It took you about 30 minutes to get to the studio, Zayn was definitely there because of his car. You sighed in relief, as you seen his car. "Come on girl I ain't got all day, just a quick hi and bye" she explained getting out the car. "Okay" you laughed at your impatient friend. You guys walked straight in not stopping at the front desk. "You can't go back there" the lady at the desk said. "Bitch we going back there, her boyfriend here and I know damn well you know her so cut the shit. Also if you tell him that we here I will not hesitate to beat your ass." Your bestfriend said in a sassy manner. You gasped at her and continued to walk to the studio where Zayn had once brought you. But you didn't hear any sound track playing, you heard grunts, moans and curse words. "Open the door" your friend said calmly, you obviously seen she was not trying to loose her shit. You put your hand on the doorknob and opened it. All you seen is your boyfriend fucking a blonde raw on the couch. "So this is what we do now?" you asked finally seeing it with your own eyes. "Shit" he quickly grabbed his clothes and smacked his lips when he looked at the door. "What the fuck are you doing here" he started to yell at you like it was you who just got caught cheating. "Boy really you really about to play dumb, I brought her here to show her that you ain't shit, you ain't worth shit" your bestfriend told him cosigning you with her hand on her hip. "You really are yelling at me like I'm fucking someone on the fucking couch" you said angrily. "You already knew what it was when I first met you" he said running his fingers through his hair. His smirk soonly left his face when he felt a hand upon his cheek. His jaw clenched, "Do it bitch I dare you, I got a glock in my purse and I ain't afraid to bust a cap in yo ass" your bestfriend said. "I hate you" you said with tears brimming your eyes. "C'mon ma you don't mean that" he started. "Fuck you, I hope you get HIV" you said turning around and leaving him with his bitch. As you were walking out your friend said "Thank you for not being a snitchin ass bitch" you couldn't help but laugh. All you needed was the love of your family and your soon baby, that you were going to tell Zayn about but gladly you didn't.