Bullied or Loved. (Zayn Malik)

/Chapter Thirty-Three\

WARNING! Bit of sexual content in here.

Zayn's POV:

I walked out of the airport with my luggage behind me. What time is? It's 8:00pm in Canada right now. Wow its so cold. As snowflakes start falling from the sky, the snow glistening on the ground, I take a deep breath. Exhaling out as I see my own breath. That's how cold it was. I feel my fingers go numb. I think I should call a cab, but where am I going to go? Oh yea...

I have a friend that lives here, but I don't want to see him here yet. I want to explore, I want to have some fun! I'm 20 years old, come on.

I ring up a taxi and in no time, a black car pulls up infront of me. I scratch my chin as I open the door to the car. 'Thanks for coming so quickly, mate.' I say closing the door behind me. 'No problem, buddy.' the man replied with a jolly smile on his face.

'So where do you wanna go?' he asked me as he looked at me through the reaer view mirror. 'The nearest club.' I respond. He nods and starts to drive.

I pass house that are decorated with Christmas lights, they look wonderful. We finally pull up to a oldish building with people surrounded by it. I get out of the car, I don't feel like bringing my bags with me...I mean seriously, why would I have to carry a suit-case around with me while I'm making my way through the crowd. I think the cab dirver noticed me eyeing my suit case. 'Want this to stay in here?' he asked me. 'Uh..' I mumble. I don't even know him, what if he jacks something from it? He seems nice and all but...you wouldnt trust a stranger that you just met with you possesions. Would you? Uh, no. 'You can take the car keys with you so you don't think I stole anything.' he chuckles handing me the keys. I try to say something but nothing comes out. What am I supposed to say to that anyway? 'I didn't mean-'

'Don't worry, boy.' he assures me. 'But where will you go?' I ask playing with the keys in my large hands. 'See that over there?' he points behind me. I turn around to see a donut shop across the street. I look back at him. 'I'll be spending my time in there. When your ready, just come to the donut shop and call me, ok?' he said.

'Ok but what if you get other calls to pick up other people-'

'Your my last one, buddy.' he smiles. Wow, what a kind man. 'Well, thank you.' I say shocked.

He smiles and passes me as he goes to the donut shop. I shove the keys in my pockets as I make my way inside.

'ID?' the big security gaurd says. 'Oh..uh here.' I say handing it to him. 'No way..' he says. 'What?' I ask. 'Your Zayn Malik! From One Direction.' he says happily. Wow where did that cold, hard bodygaurd go? Turned into a teenage girl. 'Ya..that's me.' I say smiling. 'My daughter talks about you all day, will you please sign this?!' he asked excitedly. I signed his notepad and made my way inside the club. Well time to get wasted. No, I'm just kidding. Well I might have a few drinks but thats it.

I sit down at the bar, wow this place is packed. I take one random shot. I notice this girl starring at me from accross the bar...she has short straight blonde hair..uh..can't see her right now cause of this guy dancing infront of me...luckily this girl pushed him towards the wall. Oh shes still looking at me smirking. She's pretty but...Kayla is more...beautiful. What are you saying Zayn? God why are you so in love with Kayla?! Kayla this, Kayla that! Go and sleep with some girls. How long haven't you slept with someone? Like a year?! Last time Perrie made you feel good was 1 year ago, after that she started getting all physco.

This mystery girl gets up from her seat and slowly starts making her way towards me. She's wearing a red tight dress with black heels and red lipstick.

She sits next to me as she crosses her legs. Wrapping her arm around my arm, 'First time here?' she asks taking a sip from my cup. 'Uh..ya..' I say. 'Well I notcied you were...looking at me.' she said. Actually mystery girl, you were looking at me but its your call. 'Yea..I was..' I say. Her hands move to my thighs and start moving closer...and closer to my point. I stop her. I give her a nervous smile. I honestly don't want to have it with her, thirsty girl....

'I'm Robin..' she slurred at me as she falls on me. 'Well Robin, you seem drunk right now..' I try to move her off me. 'No..babe..I want you,' and with that, she smashed her lips against mines. This kiss, didn't feel like anything. It felt like...nothing. No sparks, nothing. Her breathe smells heavy with alcohol. Damn, how much did she drink? The sparks that I felt, still gives me chills today was when I kissed Kayla in the dark. It was perfect. ARGH. Zayn! Stop, you have to get you mind off her...maybe sleeping with this chick might be a good idea. 'I want you...Zayn Malik..' she started to slurr. 'To play a game with me..'

Of course she knew my name, I was in One Direction, DUH.

Not trying to brag or anything but One Direction has come pretty far sicne 2010.

She pulled me up and brought me to the nasty bathroom. Wow this is where I'm going to do this? Great, she turned the lights off in the bathroom and locked the door. What if someone needed to use it ? Ugh whatever.

She unzips my jacket and takes her own dress off, I didn't do that. Then she started t unzip my pants- and you know how this process goes. She took my hands and connected them to her panties. 'Take them off for me...' she said kissing my neck. I feel so disgusted right now. I slowly began to take them off.

What the...they are so damn wet. Did she piss her underwear or something cause this feels like a waterfall. I throw them across the room or bathroom.

Then her....head goes down there...this feels..kinda...good. I bet she has lots of experiance..get it cause she's a- she stopped doing whatver. 'Your turn..' she smiled at me. Uh what? What if she has HIV or something. Oh god, please help me. Please.

I do a quick small prayer before diving in to my doom. Oh god...ew...no..please...ugh...her moans...god...no....done. Ha..got it over with.

She takes it and inserts it in hers. Moving back and forth, back and forth, this dosent feel right. Not one bit, I guess she enjoying it since shes screaming, yea I have that effect on women. What? I'm not vain...well I am..but ugh whatever.

She clenches my back as she hits her spot. 'Oooh that felt sooooooooo good...' Robin slurred at me. 'Where did you put my panties?' she asked looking on the floor. 'Uh..somewhere around the sink..?' I say and wuickly get out as I zip my pants up and put my clothing on.

I walk out of the bathroom with the club lights burning my eyes. Well, to be honest, it did feel good, but I just kept thinking of Kayla.

Anyway, I think that was enough for one night. Ugh I have to get my self cleaned...dirtyness.

I get out of the club and see that cab driver leaning against his car eating a...donut of course. 'Here are the keys, lad.' I say and give them to him. 'Thanks, so where to now?' he askes unlocking the door. 'Uh..hold on.' I say and take my phone out.

Scroll through my contatcs and stop at 'D'.

'Hey, man!' I say to my friend. 'Yea, I landed here. When? Oh couple of hours ago, yea so where are you? Your girlfriends house? Ok so tell me the street name and I'll go there in a couple of mintes. Cool, ok later' I say and hang up the phone. He texts me the adress and I show it to the cab driver. His name is Joe, according to his name tag.

We drive to his house. 'Thanks Joe, for everything.' I thank him. He looks down at his name tag and then at me. 'No probs.' he says. 'Have a nice day.'

I bring my luggage and ring the door bell. I hear footsteps and a gust of wind as my friend, Derek , opens the door.

'Oh my god, pal!' he says and brings me into a bro hug. 'How long has it been?' he asks smiling. 'Oh not long-'

'Who's at the door-' a girl with long brown hair with brown eyes says as she comes down but stops dead in her track as she sees me. Yup, my blood freezes too. It's Kayla. Kayla fuckin' Stone.

What the actual fuck. Why is she here? So many questions are going through my mind right now.

I feel a push behind me and when I turned around, the girl from the bar, in her red dress with black heels walks in passed me.

'Oh babe, you've been gone for so long.' Dereks says and kisses her cheek. Wait...

"Robin" looks at me and her eyes winden with a smile. 'Oh this guy...again...' she says as her knees fail her and Derek is holding her up.

My.

Life.

Is.

Screwed.