Zayn's POV
*Proluge*
"I hate you Zayn Malik, I never want to see you again!" A blonde, who I can't remember her name at the moment, says.
"I don't think you'll have a problem with that, babe." I said smirking as I layed on my bed, my naked body covered from the waist down by a sheet with my arms crossed behind my head. I watched, entertained, as she stormed to the small bathroom of my apartment, wearing only her undergarments and my long button down shirt. I heard multiple curse words escape her pretty mouth as she was probably wishing a death threat on me. I don't know what has got her so pissed off, all I did was politely tell her to leave my apartment and not come back. About a minute later she came out of the bathroom, dressed in the same expensive preppy clothes she was in the night before. Her face was red, I wasn't sure if it was from crying or just being mad but it wasn't something that I haven't seen hundreds of times. She walked around the room, gathering her things as she wouldn't make eye contact. After her bag, or purse that passed to be a suitcase was packed and she was ready to go, she looked at me with hate in her eyes.
"I trusted you. You made these past three months the best of my life, and when I finally let you get in my pants you do this to me. Not to mention you took my fucking virginity." I was surprised to hear her cuss. "I hate you. I hate you so much it's unbeleiveable. I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!" She screamed, her blonde bangs falling in front of her eyes. She waited for a reaction out of me, scanning my face for any kind of emotion. I smirked.
"It's part of the game, sweet cheeks." I said. She groaned way to loud for my throbbing headache before walking out of the door, slamming it behind her. I reached into the drawer of my nightstand, pulling out a pack of smokes before lighting one and putting it in my mouth. I exhaled circles of smoke that floated around my room before evaporating into the air, then sighed.
Life is good.
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So this is my Zayn story, and I'm really excited to write this :) Hope you all enhoy, I love you!
xx
-Jesse
Let me know when you want me to post chapter one :)
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