His Girl

×5| Unknown

Anastasia

Nice make out session, hope to do it again ;)

I look at it over and over again. One. How did he get my number. Two. What the actual fuck.

To: unknown

How the hell did you get my number.

From: Unknown

I have my ways, baby girl :*

I shudder at the name he call me. This guy is seriously ballistic.

To: Unknown

Your going to be the death of me.

From: Unknown

If you mean literally, sure ;)

Grrrr. This guy has some well known issues, I just ignore it the text and drift off to sleep.
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I hear a bang at my window and immediately shoot up alarmed. I look at the time 8:30 in the god damn morning, who would be up at this time, on a Saturday.

I turn to see Zayn falling through my window. I huffed in annoyance.

"Did you really have to come through my window. I have a door you know." I mumbled. Clearly still tired. I raked my hand through my hair. Sliding out of my bed.

"Well someone is rosy, in the morning." He chuckled, and I rolled my eyes. Someone please get his annoying ass. I walk into my bathroom brushing my teeth walking back into my room. Seeing him looking through my drawers.

"Nice thongs." He smirked and I feel heat going to my cheeks. I pushed him away from my dresser. Grabbing a pair and some shorts, and a sports bra.

Walking back into the bathroom leaving him there. I really don't give a shit right now. Locking the door, taking my clothes off and the bandage for my leg. Getting in the shower, hissing as the hot water hit my wound. I scrub and clean my body, and hair. Before hopping out the shower and getting dressed. I bandage my leg again and walking out the bedroom, doing my make up.

I look in the mirror to see Zayn's eyes roaming my body. I furrowed my brows. "What?"  His eyes snap up to mine, as he takes a couple steps closer.

"Do you go out looking like that. " He mutters shyly, almost making me burst out in laughter.

"Yea, and?" Waiting for him to get to the point. Finish putting on my highlighter.

"That's dangerous." He says, matter-of-fact. I shrug and finish putting on my make up.

"I've had no problems wearing clothes like this." I said, sliding over to my pile of shoes, and bending over to grab a pair.

"Well I don't like it." He snaps. I stand back up snapping my head towards him.

"I don't give a fuck, what you like. It's my body." I spit. Looking directly at him.

"Well your body that's your making  look like a slut." I gasped. I've never been called that. Nor do I act like it. I appreciate my body. And never slept with anybody unlike other girls. I can't stand the fact that what I wear makes me seem like a slut.

"To let you know, I've never slept with anyone." I state, he looks at me wide eyes. "So I don't know how I could look like a slut, if I for one don't act like it, I like my body and I'm sorry that we live in fucking California, and it's hot as fuck out here." I spit angrily, how dare he call me a slut. He may be a bad boy and all but I don't give a shit about his title.

"Virgin huh?" He throws his head back in laughter. "That's funny." I furrowed my brows.

"How is that fucking funny." Knowing how serious I am, he stops laughing.

"For real. You've never had sex with anyone." I shook my head. "Oh shit." He mumbles. Raking his hair through his head.

"Yea sooo, don't call me a fucking slut. Because that's one thing I'm not." I state. He raises his eyebrows challenging me. And me being stubborn as always.

"Ass" I mumbled walking past him. "Excuse me." He grabs me looking at me with intense eyes.

"I said, Ass." I yelled, making his anger boil. He went for my hair but I saw his hand. "Don't touch me."

"Why are you here anyways." I said looking towards the window.

"I don't know..." He says, he crashed his lips on me, making me fall on the bed. Which results to him falling on top of me.  He places his body in between my legs and kisses down my neck, grinding slowly. I arch my back, giving him the advantage to slide his hand under me and around me. He holds my sides. Grinding harder, driving me insane. Lifting my lower body up, for him to fulfill my sensitive spots. He brings his lips back to mine. Slipping his tounge inside, tasting me. Moaning feeling that pit in my stomach build up. He speeds up his pace. Driving me crazy as I reach my point and everything in my body starts to tingle. He brings his mouth to my ear nibbling on it,

"I can't stay away from you." He mutters. I freeze feeling him move on top of me.

"Ana! Are you in there!" I here my brother knock. My eyes widen staring at him.
"Zayn you have to go." I whisper to him. He looks at me confused "why?"

"My brother. He'll kill you." He chuckled shaking his head.

"I'll kill him before he would try me." He smirked and my eyes widened.

"Ana!" He yelled again. I pushed him towards the window.

"Go." I say. He gives me a peck, which shocks the shit out of me, as he leaves I just stand there shocked.

I walk over to the door and opening it. "What?" I say angrily.

"Mom wants you." I rolled my eyes walking down the stairs turning to my mom. "What mom?" She nudges me the phone.

"Hello?" I say skeptical.

"Hello Anastasia."