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"Hey are you ok Melanie?" My mom asked rubbing my thigh as I sat in the back seat of Zayn's car with her. I gave her a small nod turning my body towards the window laying my head on the glass staring out into the sky.

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"Just relax baby. It won't hurt. Just relax and let me take care of you" He smiled hovering over me slowly leaning in to press his soft lips against mine. I shivered as he brushed his finger tips down my waist grabbing a hold of my thigh squeezing gently. "W-we shouldn't be doing this. It's not right" I said looking up at him. He kissed my lips again this time he slipped his tongue in swirling it around mine.

"It's perfectly fine. Don't try to fight it" he reassures me before leaving wet kisses down my torso. Every kiss gave me chills down my spine. I couldn't control the small moans escaping my mouth as he inches closer to my pussy.  I exhaled slowly as he kissed my clit. "'Keep your eyes on me Melanie" he spoke through his teeth, winks then immediately trails his tongue over my opening. Several more soft moan fall from my lips signaling I was enjoying the pleasure he was giving me. I tense up feeling his tongue being flicked over my clit multiple times in a slow motion.

He grips my thighs tightly in attempt to make me stop squirming. I screamed out as he speed up the rhythm of his tongue movements. "Oh fuck!" Moaning loud grabbing a hold of his hair wishing he'd  slow down just a little so I wouldn't let my juices flow out so quickly. Let's just say I failed horribly. I felt the sudden urge to release myself as he slide his warm tongue inside me. He moans a little getting a taste of me as I couldn't hold back with the strength I no longer had...

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"Mel bear wake up" I jumped out of my deep sleep realizing we are in front of my house. "Oh god." I held my stomach pushing Zayn out of the way before throwing up a light pink foam several times. "She's burning up Zayn. Maybe we should go back" I quickly shook my head no grabbing ahold of Zayn as he pulls me out of the car.

"Thank you baby. I'm going to go take a bath then watch a little of The Angry Beavers. Take my mom home please. I love you mommy. I'll feel better by tomorrow I promise." I flashed a weak smile at her before walking in the house shutting the door behind dropping to the floor crying as I realized that not only was I drugged but I'm starting to remember what Bryson did to me the night before and I enjoyed the hell out of it. My phone starts to ring in my back pocket. I answered the call to hear Mr. Tillers voice.

"Hey Ms. sums you didn't come into work today. Are you ok?" He asked. "You know I'm not ok. YOU DRUGGED ME BRYSON!!" I yelled into the phone. "Whoa where would get this assumption from? I'd never harm you Melanie" he spoke in a calm tone. "Don't try to charm your way out of this. You know what we did last night and you did on purpose since you know I never truly liked you." I spat. He growls softly. "Look Melanie. I don't know what you're talking about and way you are acting like such a stuck up brat and lying to me about not liking me. You said it several times before that you in fact liked me." He chuckled

"Bryson I-" I leaned over feeling sick to my stomach once again. "You're what baby girl"
"Fuck you Mr. Tiller" I threw my phone throwing up again. I feel like shit. I couldn't do anything but sit there trying to gain strength and get up to clean my mess and take a much needed hot bath. Once I got myself together I finally took my bath and cleaned up after myself. It's now 6:09 and Zayn texted he was down to the street with my shrimp spring rolls I asked him to buy for me.

"Hey baby girl are you feeling any better?" Zayn asked walking into our bedroom with my food in one hand and his gym bag in the other. "I feel a lot better. I'm just hungry now." He chuckles. "Well here you go Mel bear. Your spring rolls or should I say lumpia with peanut sauce. I also got you pancit and fried rice" I smiled as he handed me my food. The first thing I reached for was the pancit. I haven't had any in a long time. "Well is it good?" I smiles slurping up the thin noodles. "It's so good."

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