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"Finally" he laughs.

"What?"

"Finally. You finally woke up."

"How did you know that?"

"I just did."

"What time is it?"

"Eleven am or something."

"Oh my God!" I whisper to myself and get up.

Leaving that bed is one of the most difficult things that I have to do these days.

I run to the bathroom and do everything that I had to in just fifteen minutes. That should be a world record.

I try to put some makeup on but I just fucķ up my face even more, so I'll just go with my face clean.

I don't exactly love my face but I don't want to waste my time.

I walk out the bathroom and dress up quickly while he's sitting on the bed looking at me like if I was crazy.

"Don't leave me Taylor!" He screams.

"What?"

"Don't leave me. I don't wanna be alone."

"Well, you can't make me stay."

"Well, I'm the king here, I can make you do whatever I want" he smirks.

"Shut up." I laugh and walk to the bed.

He kisses my cheek.

"Bye gorgeous."

"Bye, Malik."

"You're cute"

"Thank you" I blush, walking out the door and making my way to the stairs.

My mother's gonna kill me. I said I would be back by 8am, and here I am, three hours late.

I check my phone and she called me seven times already.

I reach the door and unlock it.

The outside world seems so boring today.

If I could only spend the day with him, it would be amazing.

He's my neighboor, so I walk home and my mother is on the door waiting for me.

"Why are you so late, young lady?"

"I played video games until 4am. I overslept. Sorry." I'm an amazing liar.

"That's okay. I trust you with Zayn. He's a good boy, and you're a good girl."

Well, he says I'm a good girl too.

"I always try my best."

"Good. I'm making lunch, but if you want some breakfast, you can make eggs or something."

"I'm just going to my room."

"Okay. I'll scream your name when the food is ready."

"Okay."

I run upstairs and open my door. I need a shower. I walk to the bathroom and lock the door.

I look at myself in the mirror and, honestly, I hate that boy.

I can't even count how many marks he made on my skin.

Seems like I'll need some makeup.

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well, that was short.

Sorry :/

I'll try to post soon.

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