The High School Slut (one direction)

Ch.6

-six-

His warm hand grabbed mine is almost ressurence to make me realize that he was still there I guess. Why was he doing his I know he is still in my room. I guess he just like to hold me hand. To he honest I think that's weird, personally . Just plane weird. I mean I guess he is probably scared to see what inside the huge space of my bedroom. It's weird really.

I walked slowly and confidently to my bedroom door like I always do during the night time. This is so weird for me. Bringing my new friend home. That's always weird. My mom never used to take me to an actual public school so I'm kind of nervous and not really sure what to do.

I gently brought up my slightly chubby but slender fingers up to the golden door knob. I gently twisted it until I came upon the small 'click' hinting for me to push open the door. I led zayn to my bed and sat down in the middle of it . I payed the spot next to me to signal zayn to sit down.

After he sat down, I made sure he was compturble I reached for my bag off of the floor to get me books . After I retrieved my books and sat then on the now comfy And slightly bended surface of my bed .

I opened one of the many pages of my book searching the The context for the correct chapter for the assignment. I furiously flipped through each page slightly frustrated and embarrassed that I couldn't find the right page for the stupid chapter so zayn could teach me what I was to busy zoning out on.

When I thought I found the right page, I felt something warm by my 'area'

What

Da

Fuck

My body started getting really got and I had a sudden need to turn on my ceiling fan that over my bed. I kept my gaze hard on my book scared of what warm substance that is by my 'area'.

I gave up and peeked below my book.

And

There

It

Was

Zayns

Hand

Da

Fuck

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Da

Fuck

Anyway

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