So, I walked through the door. Feeling happy that I got 110 dollars from my gig. But, I felt bothered. It was him, I seemed to be obsessed with his angelic features. His jet black hair made up into a messy quiff, his beautiful brown eyes that looked lonely and cold. I had to sleep. I was going out to town in the morning. I was going shopping. I finally have a little money in the bank.
11
I woke up, Grabbed a cup of tea and ran out the door. I took a lovely bus to the city. When I got everything I needed I thought I'd take a walk around. I was unsure where I was going so I decided to turn around. It was a beautiful city and I saw an alleyway, it won't be bad, it's a safe city and I was a strong girl, if anyone were to pull something on me I would just fight back. I wasn't scared of them. I walked through. As i was Getting closer to the men, I could hear them stop talking. One spoke
"Hey princess, you lost honey.?"
"No." I said in an annoyed tone, nobody should ever call me honey, sweetie, or baby girl. I find pet names to be only used in the bedroom.
"Sassy, huh?" A voice said.
"Fuck you" I spat.
"Well, listen, We could let you go without any warning, or We could make you feel really good and then let you go." A very familiar voice spoke.
"No, can't I just go home? What are you assholes even up to?"
"We are in the middle of doing business, and you and your slutty ass had to walk into this." One guy spoke.
The one with the familiar voice pushed me against the brick and started rubbing my inner thigh. His hot breath on my neck made me sick to my stomach. Even though he was right against me, I refused to look at this man. I was ashamed of myself, I was ashamed of my body. I didn't want to show my face. I pushed and pushed to get out of this mans reach, but his tall, lean figure towered over me. His hands ran over my body like It was a piece of meat.. I finally kicked and fought my way out of his reach. I slid out and I ran.
The other man got me by my arms and held me.
"You can't just leave us hanging like that baby. We need some more come on baby girl."
"What the fuck do you dicks want from me, I promise I will let you be." I cried.
"You came in on our little drug deal and nobody can know about this." The familiar voice said.
"I won't tell anyone, I swear let me go. Please" I pleaded.
"How do we know that? How do we know you aren't a little liar." One said getting closer. I found myself against the brick wall again. I couldn't think straight. I needed to know who this voice behind this mask is. I reached and unzipped this mask. As I reached and pulled the zipper down, I was shaking. I was scared to unveil this person. I took my hand to the zipper and unzipped the hood.
I was shocked.
There stood the beautiful man who had driven me home last night..
His hair was a messed fringe and his eyes had the same cold look that frightened me. I felt sick. I felt like I was face to face with a beautiful monster who had blinded me with his features. I whimpered out his name.
"Zayn"
His face finally recognized me. His face grew sad. His mouth started to open then it shut.
I was face to face with a man who touched me. I was face to face with a man who mistreated me. I was face to face with a man who was Zayn.
He knew it was clearly me. He knew who I was from last night. He knew what kind of monster I thought he was. Even though I knew nothing about this guy and as much as I wanted to leave, I stayed. I looked into his beautiful brown eyes and just stared into them. He didn't say a word. He just stared at me in disbelief. I looked down at the ground and back up again. As much as I felt scared and helpless, I felt safe. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. Even though I've only met this boy for twenty minutes in his car, I still knew he somewhat had a heart. I mean, he did want to drive me home because he didn't want me to walk in the rain.
I whispered softly,
"Why?"
He just looked down.
"Listen, just leave. Your life and mine would be a whole lot easier if we don't get to know each other." He stated in a stern tone.
"If you didn't want to be apart of my life why did you drive me home last night? You obviously cared enough to go out of your way. There was a room full of gorgeous girls loaning for your touch and yet, you still picked me. You obviously wanted something, Zayn."
"That was last night. It doesn't matter now, okay? I never wanted you in my life in the first place. Can't a guy just be nice, without it becoming a big deal? I don't want anything to do with you. I never did. I was just trying to be nice and then you just happened to screw everything up today. If I actually wanted someone, it would not be you."
He said those words in an awful tone. They made me sick.
"Okay, fine. I'll leave, but to think I was actually going to give you a shot.. Pft, why am I so pathetic." I snapped back.
"Who even said I wanted your fuckin' "shot" because again, like I said, my life would be better without you. I don't even know who you are." Zayn's voice got louder.
"Zayn, this is why nobody loves you." I said just as loud.
"How the fuck would you know if anyone loves me, because as far as I'm concerned, you know nothing about me, and it's none of your god damn business. Just leave me. I don't even know why you are here, you are obviously unwanted."
