Mistake- A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter 7

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Zayn's POV

I walked out of the bedroom, Destiny's body still processing in my mind. That's when i got an idea. I grabbed my keys off of the coffee table and drove quickly to the mall.

As I arrived downtown, I drove around until i saw a Victoria's Secret sign. I pulled into the parking lot and went into the hot pink store. Everywhere i looked, i saw bras, panties, heels, perfume, even designer wings. Everywhere i looked, all i could picture was Destiny in all of it. The longer i search the more i feel my erection through my pants. As i took a right, i saw the perfect type of lingerie for her. (picture on the top) 

I walked up to the cash register and the lady looked me up and down with disgust. As she rung up the items, she looked back at me with fear in her eyes. 

"Y-Your...", she stuttered. 

"Yeah, i know who i am, i'll give you 400 bucks if you keep your mouth shut understand?", i uttered, making her nod her head crazily. 

"You don't have to even pay, just please don't hurt me.", she begged while shaking horribly. 

"Mention anything about my presence her, and i'll do more than just hurt you.", i threatened before walking out of the store. 

I went back home and walked into my bedroom. As i walked in, i realized that Destiny was gone. 

Destiny's POV

I had pulled my self out of the bulk of rope while Zayn went out. I was now running down the street, with all of my glory showing in the moonlight, but i didn't care. I just had to get out of that hell hole. Just as i was about to run onto Waybridge road, i felt a familiar arm grab me viciously. 

"No! Somebody help me!", i screamed with all my might before i had a hand attack my face. He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder while walking. 

"If say a word, i will kill your ass, got it?", Zayn threatened, making me nod and slightly sob. We made it back to his house, and he took me into this room  that had a stripper pole and two chairs. It had a backroom and a bathroom. He handed me a bag of clothes and...HEELS? 

"Go change in the bathroom. You have 2 minutes.", Zayn demanded. 

"Fuck.you.", i said slowly while dropping the clothes. He chuckled and spoke. "Don't be so eager babe, you will after this.", he claimed while coming closer to me. "Go change princess.", he whispered. I pushed him away, and he pulled out his gun, aiming it towards me. 

"You gonna do that again love?", he asked while connecting it to my forehead. I quickly picked up the clothes and sped walked to the bathroom, leaving him in the "whore room" to chuckle. I got out of my bra and underwear to put on this too small push-up bra, and this weird thong. I put on my tights and put on my garter belt. I strapped on my heels and walked out to see Zayn with his gun in one hand and a cigarette in the other. 

"Strip for me baby.", he smirked, making me gag slightly. I walked over to the stripper pole and swung around a little. 

"Do some tricks baby.", he begged with a smirk. I swung around it with my legs in the air and got back on my feet. 

"Hang upside down.", he demanded, making me quickly obey, mostly because i was scared of what he would do to me. I swung around and placed my legs around the pole grasping it tightly. 

He dropped his gun on the coffee table and strutted towards me. He fell to his knees and looked right at my boobs. 

He grabbed both of them roughly, lightly sucking on the bare skin of one while messaging the other. 

He helped me down off the pole before grabbing me. I looked into his eyes, and fear washed over me do to the sudden change of his hazel eyes that were now a dark chocolate color. 

"We are gonna have some fun."

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