Fifty Shades of Malik.

Drama and a dinner. 2/2

"Elena, you need to know something about Zayn." Quinn said, trying to surprise me.

"I know everything I need to know, Quinn." I said, looking at her with death eyes.

"You don't know everything!" Quinn shouted.

"I don't give two fucks! I know you were thirty-one when you decided to mess with a 14-year-old's head and emotions! I know that Zayn can't deal with real relationships or people touching him because you went crazy on him. I know that Zayn is all fucked up in the head because of you!" I yelled, getting in her face, and poking her with the tip of my finger.

"You know absolutely nothing! I was fucked up in the head at the time! I didn't realize what I was doing! I loved the feeling of controlling him, so I took it to an extreme that I shouldn't have! Zayn can look past it, so you shouldn't put your nose where it doesn't belong!"

I was getting fucking pissed with this stupid bimbo. She thinks just because Zayn looks alright means he is alright. She fucked up his mentality and now he can't live normal.

"You shouldn't have involved a teenage boy into that. Zayn doesn't see past anything because he is still fucked up because of you! The reason Zayn can't open up to anyone is because of you and what you put him through! You are so fucked up for doing that to him! I hope someone gets you for what you've done!" I basically spit in her face.

Quinn's face rose into complete anger. "You stupid little bitch! You honestly think Zayn is going to care for you once he can't do what he needs to do with you! You have no idea what you are getting yourself into! Zayn will need someone who can allow him to have complete power, he is never going to be the perfect boyfriend you're trying to make him!" Quinn yelled in my face.

"Zayn is willing to try and you have no idea what he wants or needs! I will deal with whatever happens when it happens, so do me a fucking favor and stay the fuck out of our lives and relationship!" I was so beyond pissed.

"I don't think Zayn wants me to stay out of his life. I mean, he did call me everyday to talk about you when you first came around. Zayn tells me everything, sweetheart, and you are so idiotic to think that Zayn would really get rid of me! I am here to stay, bitch!" The door flew open and Zayn entered, looking pissed.

"Quinn, what the fuck are you doing?! Why are you harassing my girlfriend?! Leave her the fuck alone and stay out of our business!" Zayn yelled at her.

"Zayn, she needs to know that you aren't capable for this! You're not a chocolate and hearts type of guy!" Quinn yelled.

"I don't give a fuck, Quinn! I want to try for her, she makes me feel happy again, and I want to try." Zayn said, looking at her. I tried to hide my blush.

"She's right. I'm not ready for you." I said, trying to hide my emotions.

"Elena, don't you dare do this shit! Don't you dare let her get in the way of everything!" Zayn yelled, walking closer to me.

"I'm not, Zayn. Quinn, you're right, I am not what he needs, so I should go." I said, making my way to the door. Zayn grabbed my arm,

"Don't do this, please?" Zayn said, looking at me with pain in his eyes.

"Zayn, I-I c-" I stopped and looked at Quinn. "No! Fuck that! Quinn, you are a stupid whore and a fucking pedophile! I hope you burn in hell you stupid bitch, but as for right now I will do whatever it takes to be with Zayn!" I yelled, getting back in her face.

"I hope he drops your fucking ass!" Quinn yelled back.

"Quinn, get the fuck out of my house right now!" We all turned our heads to see Tricia standing in the bathroom doorway.