DAMAGED (the love begins)

Chapter 2- Angel or Devil?

Sometimes someone can make a huge difference in your life. That person has an influence on your day to day basis. Massive impacts, which sometimes leads to depression or stress.

I'm in my room eating ice-cream. So much has happened today. Some people might think I'm stupid but trust me since the day I found out about One Direction, I adored and loved Zayn. I truly did. He still is my everything even though he has changed a lot in these few years. But to him, I'm just another girl who doesn't matter.

Jasmine and Kody tried to cheer me up but me being my stubborn self didn't agree. But then they decided to get take out because I can never resist food and I finally agreed. I mean it's not their fault I had a bad day right?

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Must be Jasmine and Kody with the food. Yaay!! But they have the keys. Jasmine is a clumsy girl so I think she might have lost it.

I put my ice-cream aside and take my night gown to wear on top of my tank top and shorts.

"What took you s........" I instantly stop talking after I realized who was at the door.

"Wha..what are you do....doing here?" I stuttered. Shit.

"And hello to you too" and he walks right in.

"What are you doing here Zayn?" I ask again, this time with more confident.

"The guys insisted that I should apologize to you for my behavior this morning"

Oh fuck.

He's apologizing. Wow

Aww he's not that bad after all. Maybe I should be nice to him. He did struggle a lot in his life. Suddenly I feel sympathetic towards him.

"It's o...okay y....you don't ha...have to apologize" I quickly say, blushing. I mean he fucking came here just to apologize. How cute.

"Who said that I'm saying sorry? I just came here to say cut the crap and from tomorrow just come to the studio and fucking do what I say. Am I clear?"

Ouch??

What?

"Am I clear?" he raised his voice and took a step towards me.

Shit. This bastard. How can I ever feel bad for him. Fuck.

"Am I fucking clear?" he screamed this time.

"Huh?" was all I could say.

He pressed me against the wall and held my hands up above my head.

"Are you really that slow? or it's just to piss me off?" He asked. His face dangerously close to mine.

He let go of one of my hand to bring it to my lips but held both my hands with one of his. "Your lips......." He said. Fuck.

Woah mood swings.

I'm trying my best to show no affect but shit this man is soo sexy. "Your lips are soo soft. I wonder how they'll feel against mine?". Fuck I'm so numb that I can't move.

He stared to kiss my neck. I moan. Shit. No I don't care. I tried to push him but he wouldn't move. He held my face in his hands and started to kiss me.

He's fucking kissing me. I just met him today and he's already kissing me?? I didn't kiss him back so he pulls on my hair "kiss me back Laila, I know you want too".

Fuck.

I don't care anymore and start kissing him back. Oh my god. I've alway dreamed of kissing him. And now I actually am.

We make out for good 20 minutes and finally let go to catch our breaths. Damn that was good.

"Be there tomorrow" He fixed his hair that I had messed up minutes ago and tuned to leave but stopped and turned around again. He winked and then finally left.

"Wow" was all I could say.

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