3. Dropping the new single

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LIAMS POV
Ziam

"Oh you would do that for me." I moaned on the phone, thinking of how pleasuring this would be if I were with him right now.

"Yes and then I would shove my Starbucks straw up your ass hole and take it out before I shoved it inbetween your pillows before repeating the action because I know how you like it big da-" I gasped dropping my phone as I heard zayns voice sound.

"Wha-what was that." He asked, a look of sadness and betrayal in his eyes.

"Zayn it's- it's not what you think it is-"

I never even got the chance to finish my sentence before zayn slammed his phone down and sped over to me, not even bothering to hang up with the person he was previously talking with.

He picked up my now cracked phone before a gasped left his mouth, eyes beginning to water as guilt filled mine.

"L-Louis?" he asked his voice breaking at the end.

"No it's not-it's not Louis." I denied, shaking my head to prove that it wasn't.

"What the hell do you mean it's not Louis, the contact name says fucking louis, do you expect me to think that it's fucking the weeknd or some shit? it says Louis right here!" He yelled, starting to get more angry with me.

"I'm done with this shit!" He yelled before storming off to the exit of the room.

"Uhm...you dumb ass pussy ass bitch you left your fucking phone, this is why we are in this position in the first place, you always leaving shit, look at this last text you sent me 'leaving the grocery store, I'll be with you in a few minutes babe. Xoxo', of course you're leaving the grocery story you leave everything, you left the grocery store, the band, your phone, the toilet seat open. I am afraid that you will leave!" I shouted, full on raged out about his behavior lately.

"Well I'm sorry that I just want to be a normal 22 year old with a solo career and a small following amount of 18.1 million on Twitter" he argued back, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah bitch and I just want to be Beyoncé but not everyone gets what they want now do they? Actually it's a good thing that I'm not Beyoncé because if I was, that song 'irreplaceable' would be fucking shit because I would have to say 'to the right to the right' considering you already done fucking left" I screamed.

"Whatever I'm out" zayn said shaking his head as he turned around. Grabbing his phone before holding it to his ear.

"Not the first time" I scoffed

"And you know what I'm breaking up with you!" He shouted as if I wasn't 6 inches away from him.

"What" someone spoke on the phone, oh it was perrie.

"And let's call Louis back shall we? I want to have a word with him." He was still yelling, okay you've made your point bitch.

He picked up my phone, redialing the number I was on the phone with.

"Hello, its me bitch" zayn spoke on the phone, disgust laced in his words.

"What?" Someone questioned.

"Yeah Louis I fucking caught you two, and go suck a dick for doing that to me? Not that you're probably already am considering you're with Harry right now" you could still tell he was very angry.over dramatic bitch.

"Who's this" the voice spoke on the other side of the line.

"Who's this? Who is this? This is zayn who's this?" Zayn yelled on the phone. Pure rage left on his face and laced in his voice.











"This is jake from statefarm."

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Ok so unnecessary amount of shade in this chapter but I love it lmao..favorite this shit please:)

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