Chapter 21
Ariel's POV
I'm sick and tired of all his shit. I'm just tired of his annoying player ways. Confused? Let me explain to you what had happened.
*Flashback*
I angrily pushed the Cafeteria door open. I searched around the room, looking for him. He had once again, pushed my buttons. "Where is he?" I asked Kate and Aiden.
They both glanced at each other, confused. "Zayn. Where is Zayn?" I asked, again.
"Over there, Ariel, with his mates." Kate pointed to where Zayn and his mates friends were sitting.
Without another glance, I ran toward the table Zayn was sitting in. He had yet another girl sitting on his lap. Are you kidding me? I slammed my hands down on the cold table, catching everyone's attention. "Are you fucking serious, Zayn?" I yelled
"What?" He asked in confusion.
"Can you hop off his dick so I can speak with him, Blondie?" I asked the girl in annoyance, earning a chuckle from the guys.
She raised her eye brow, "Excuse me?"
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Cliché - {Zayn Malik Fan Fiction Book 1, Cliché Series}
FanfictionZayn Malik. Also known as, The Player. Girls fell for him, he used them and simply tossed them like a paper ball. He thought of girls as objects, not human beings. Feelings. He never had them. He was heartless, as some girls would say. Love. He nev...
