Zayns POV
"Are you ok?" I asked pleasantly.
"I hate him," Sky said, "But I love him at the same time, I love when his long fingers trickle down my spine. And when he starts I just can't stop. I get a feeling, a good sensation that makes me rip of his shirt. And then unbuckle his pants, and take off his boxers. That pleasant feeling gets better, when he undoes my bra and rips off my skirt, leads to sex. And it’s usually rough. I hate it. Then he brings me roses and flowers and we go to the movies and the cycle repeats."
"If you were with me you wouldn't have all those scars and bruises that, that asshole gave you."
“He's not an asshole. He is a man that needs to know that sex isn't everything. Plus I love him he's sweet adorable” Sky fakley said.
I was just trying to help her. She thinks he’s the sweetest man that knows how to love her but I know how to love her. Make her feel needed in the world.
~Said I had a dirty mouth, You got a dirty mouth, but she kissed me like she meant it~
“Let me take this” Sky said hesitantly
She walked away and then she started pace. She didn’t look happy, she went from a smile in the beginning, then in tears at the end. Sky ended the call then came back to me.
“Sky” I said
“I gotta go, now” Sky ran crying
“Sky, I love you!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. People walking past starred at me like I had 4 eyes.
I saw her run off and mouth the words "I love you too!", then she disappered into the night sky.
