TAINTED | Zayn Malik

Chapter 15|Warning

It was finally the day, I was a free woman that could walk around and interact with normal human beings. I was excited and pretty much ready to get out of this house, and do so much. Zayn's mom went past my school and actually picked up work for me to do, and I was busy with that for the past few days. I got everything done in a good time span, I had the rest of my day to read more of the books he got me.

Of course I didn't stay up as late as I would, I figured it would be a good time to actually have a sleeping schedule. I also had to go and pick up my last check, from the dinner. I've bailed on her that I'm pretty sure that she must realize I can't just hop back into place. I didn't call or anything, I didn't have a choice but still. Fatima however was kind enough to go past there and tell her that I wasn't in a good place, I don't think she knew exactly why I was there but she knew enough to know that I wasn't there by choice.

She didn't even stop coming back at times, she talked to me almost everyday and I finally made a friend around there other than Harry. He became such a big part that it was almost hard going without talking to him. Everything was trying to go smoothly, I even tried to look at things in a positive light once again. I couldn't ignore what was happening, but doesn't mean I was going to face it with my usual behavior. I was starting to refreshed and happy, it was all that I was hoping for and soon I'll be out.

My timeframe in the shower didn't last as long, taking the shorter route just to make sure that I wouldn't be late for my class. Going to the mirror and using Zayn's appliances to fix my hair, I realized that he did in fact have a problem with me using his stuff. But I didn't care, I was going to be here then I was going to be at least treated like a person than a object.

I placed a beanie over my head and smiled in the mirror before heading out then grabbing everything. I could hear the door open and knew it was Zayn, I didn't pay him any attention as I placed each book in the bag.

He cleared his throat and walked a few paces behind me. "I have your phone and charged it." He tossed it on the bed, with the charger.

I picked it up and turned towards him, raising an eyebrow. "I've earned that privilege, but how don't you know as soon as I leave the house I can run to the cops and turn your ass in?" I asked.

He chuckled lowly, walking forward and closing the space between us. His thick hard rock chest pressed up against me, his breath hitting my face as his chest torso rumbled.

"You and I both know that you're not that stupid. But just if you wanna try me for a joke, do it and see what happen, princess." He said irritably calm, his eyes jumping with a sense of excitement. He wanted me to test him, just to have any excuse to give him exactly what he wanted.

And I was so tempted at testing the waters, wanting to actually see how far he would go. But I knew better, just he didn't know that.

I raised on my toes, never taking my eyes from his as we almost became at the same eye level. "I'm already calling as soon as I leave, don't be surprised when you're placed in handcuffs." I whispered.