Chapter 25
Ariel's POV
I had been grounded for a month. My mum and dad got all worked up because I didn't show up that night. I made an excuse saying I was at Kate's flat after the party and it didn't matter because I always went there. But they grounded me because I didn't call them to let them know I was sleeping over. Great.
Zayn and I don't talk again. I don't think I will ever forgive him for what he had done to me. He used me for his own pleasure. How could I have been so stupid? How could I let him do that to me? I was drunk. I now understand the pain that those girls went through. Having your virginity snatched away is not something you want to happen.
Melanie said that I was used by Zayn, it was spreading around the whole school. It's true, but I still don't want anyone to know. Why do they care anyway? It was none of their business. Idiots.
Well Zayn's name has been spreading around the school as well. Apparently, he's been with more and more girls. He's gotten into lots of fights and gets drunk every night. I think his mum and dad kicked him out of his flat until he gets his act together, until then he's been staying with Dylan. By the way, I only know this because Kate told me.
I was walking down the streets, finding my way to Starbucks. And no, it wasn't Friday, it was Saturday, but I was craving a pumpkin spiced latte so badly. I felt little rain droplets on my skin. It was around 9:30 PM when I got there, I waited patiently in line and bought my latte.
I had gotten a text from Kate asking me if she wanted to do anything.
To: Kate :)
Hey, Kate. Rain check? Sorry, I don't feel like doing anything today. I'm not feeling well. :( X
--Sent at 9:45--
She then replied a minute later.
From: Kate
Aw okay. Tomorrow maybe? :)
--Received at 9:46--
To: Kate
Yeah, sure. I'll see you then. :) Bye!
--Sent at 9:48--
And with that I shut my phone. "Ariel?" Someone questioned from behind 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...
