His Girl

×6| The call.

ZAYN

I can't get that crazy bitch out my head. Her body, her attitude just everything.

I walk into the house. Noticing Louis girl sitting at the table. I think her name is Crystal. The bitch who got beat up.

"Zayn." She nods walking over to me. She starts grasping me and I frowned trying to shrug her off.

"Get your hands off of me." I spit. She seem taken back but I couldn't give a shit. "But Zaynnn." She whines.

"Get your hands off me, your my bros girl." I point out. She puts her hand on my chest running them up and down.

"Zayn don't you miss me though?" I'm reminded of the times I use to sleep with Crystal behind Louis back. I shook my head.

"No I don't, now I repeat. Get your hands off of me or I will kill you." I seethed. Her eyes widen. Seeing the look in my eyes. She immediately took her hands off of me.

"You wouldn't." She growled. I took my gun out.

"But I would." I smirked. She looked at the gun then me. She huffed and stomped off. I can't believe I slept with that bitch.

I walked into the kitchen grabbing me a water. "Aye wassup man." I say to Niall. He looked at me clearly angry.

"Hey" he growled. He's been acting like this these past couple days.

"Dude, what the fuck is your problem." I spat. He looked at me bewildered.

"What's my problem. No what the fuck is your problem. You didn't have to go fucking shooting Anastasia." He retorted. I immediately am taken back by his actions.

"Dude, what's that got to do with her." Realization dawned on me. "Oh shit. You got feelings for that bitch."

"She's not a fucking bitch." I look back today as she arched her back, while I was dry humping her. Smiling to myself. Imagine just fucking her.

"Zayn, why the fucking you smiling like and idiot." He growled and I snap back.

"Listen Niall, I don't know who the fuck you think your talking to."

"You dickhead." I ran towards him punching him in his face before he had his shares. Before Liam and Harry are pulling us off, separating us.

"Fucking dipshit!" Niall yell towards.  me.

"What the fuck is going on here." Harry booms.

"Niall wants to get fucking snappy with me."

"Do you have to go fighting fucking everyone." Liam says.

I snapped my body out of Harry's hold, and walked out the house, on my way to a bar.

I need to find a bitch, to get this shit off my mind.

ANASTASIA

"Hello Anastasia." I freeze at the voice.

"D-Daddy." I stutter. Feeling tears prick my eyes.

"Hey baby girl." He says, and I imagine him smiling through the phone.
"Why are you calling." I mutter.

"Because I miss you." He says a matter-of-fact.

"No you don't." I say feeling very vulnerable. I look up at mom, her giving me and encouraging look.

"Of course I do. You never visit." He mutters.

"Y-you left us Daddy, you have a new family." I point out.

"Anastasia where is this coming from?" He asks clearly confused.

"You left me." I whisper.

"Anast-" I hung up feeling a year fly down my face. I grabbed my keys and went to my car. Driving to where I'm hoping Ashley is at. Tears streaming my face. I pulled up in the driveway, leaning my head on the steering wheel. I get out, knocking on the door.

"Anastasia, What's wrong." Niall answers the door.

"Is Ashley here?" I asked hiccuping, He nods. "Yea take a seat, I'll go get her." I realised Zayn was in the room, I really don't need this right now.

Noticing my bloodshot eyes he frowns. "Anastasia, what's wrong." I shook my head. Feeling more tears.

Ashley comes running in the room. "Aww come on sweetie." She says sweetly. Dragging me into her and Harry's room.

"What's the matter." She asked. I laid my head on her lap as she strokes my hair.

"My dad called." She takes a sharp breath remembering the day he left me.

"He say he.." I hiccuped. "He missed me." I sobbed. I looked up to see the door opening and Niall come in with a bottled water.

"If there's anything you ladies want just tell me." He murmured. He frowns at my tears kissing my forehead.

"Thank you Niall" Ashley says for me. As I cry in her lap. When my dad left it was brutal. I saw things I shouldn't have. Ashley was there, she's been with me since we were in diapers.
As Niall left I whimpered. He looked over his shoulder his frown deepened as he walks out of the room.

"Its been eleven years, Ashley." I whimper.

I end up crying for a while before I know it I fall asleep.

ZAYN

I see Ashley walk downstairs. Without Anastasia. Speaking of the devil. She confused the hell outta me with her tear stricken face. It made me want to go a find who made her like that.

"Hey Ashley where's Anastasia?" I heard Niall ask. Fucking pussy whipped.

"She's upstairs sleeping."

"When she wakes up, tell me. I want to take her on that date." Date? What the fuck. She was just under me not even three hours ago.

"Oh, that's fine. I'm sure she needs something to get her mind off." She says uneasily.
"Great I'll be in the game room." Once I heard the footsteps were clear. I got up and walk to Ashley.

"So Niall and Asia are going on a date huh?" She smirked.

"Asia? Oh, and why do you care." She asked placing a hand on her hip.

Because then I can go sabotage.

"I don't." I spit.

"Yea right." She says "You just shot her like three days ago and now your asking for her" she walks out the room.

It's only been three days and I can't seem to get her off my mind.

ANASTASIA

I woke up to Ashley, sitting next to watching t.v.

"Hey Chica." She says. I mutter, a hey.
She turns the TV off and turns towards me and I frowned, sitting up.

"So, want to tell me why you were making out with Zayn, yesterday?" She asked smirking. I laughed at her bluntness.

"He kissed me and it led to....."

"Mhmm, oh yea Niall is waiting for you downstairs." I looked at her confused. "Your date." I groaned.

"How am I going to tell him without hurting his feelings."

"Just tell him." I nodded get up and placing my shoes on.

Let's get this over with.