DAMAGED (the love begins)

Chapter-13 Forever?

Hey guys. I wrote this chapter right after I finished my test. So don't judge. Leave a comment if you don't get anything or have any questions.

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Zayn's POV

I can't believe I just did that. I tried so much to deny it but I couldn't help it.

Whenever she's around me I can't think straight. Fuck.

I make my way out of her building and into my expensive car.

"Sir" Mark greets me. I just nod in response. Too fucking fucked up to answer.

He opens the door for me And I sit inside. A second later he's in too and started driving towards my mansion.

I can't get her off my mind. I want her. All of her. All to myself but at the same time I don't want to destroy her.

I know For sure if we get together, ill ruin her. Damage her. Like I am now.

All Damaged.

Incapable of love.

I don't deserve Anyone. After Rose left.

I hear someone clear their throat and I look up to see mark waiting for me with an open door to come out.

I get out of the car and straight into my mansion. I ignore Linda calling me and go straight to my room.

I can't take it anymore. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckk.

Fuck it.

I run my hands through my hair. Fucking shit.

I take out my phone from my pocket and dial a number.

"Hello, London's best stripp-"

"I need your best most finest stripper right now" I cut her off. Too frustrated.

"Right away sir. What's your address?" I tell her my address and in minutes I hear the door bell ring.

I go down stairs to open the door to find and curvy girl with really less clothes. Ewww

I invite her in. I never called a stripper before but because of Laila I had too. She gets me too worked up.

"Hey babe" she says as she touches my face.

Fuck. I can't do this

She leans in and starts kissing my neck. No I want Laila. She's nothing compared to Laila.

Her hand travels down my torso to my dick and that's when I get my senses back.

I push her off of me. "Don't touch me"

"But-"

"Don't. Leave."

"But-"

"Now!" I yell.

"Whatever" and she leaves.

It's funny how she was here just for 5 minutes and my house smells like cheap perfume.

I go to my room. Even more frustrated.

She's not single.

She has a boyfriend.

Which is not me.

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Laila's POV

I hate getting up in the morning. But then again who doesn't? mornings sucks especially if you didn't sleep at night.

Last night was absolutely horrible. After the 'lord Malik' left, I came to my senses and felt like killing myself. I'm such a slut. Great.

I sitting in the kitchen when Matt walks in. "morning" I mutter

"Afternoon Laila"

I roll my eyes. I could careless at this point.

"What's up?" he asked

"Nothing" I simply reply, trying to avoid a conversation.

"Last night-" he starts talking again but I interrupt him.

"Can we not talk about it please?". Call me a bitch but this is just the start. I need to sort out somethings before we leave for Switzerland. He just nods and walks away.

I realized that I have not been faithful at all so what's the point of this relationship? I'm a such who can't keep her hands off 'lord Malik'. I smile at the nickname for Zayn that I have give him. It's perfect for him. He acts like he owns this world. Everything should be his way.

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Today, the entire day, I spend by waiting for kody but he didn't show up. It's pass midnight and he's still not home. He usually never takes this long

Is he okay?

What if he's in trouble? Or stuck somewhere.

I talked to Jasmine but she said don't worry, he'll come in the morning.

Ugh just when I needed to talk to him he decides not to show up?

What if he heard me and Zayn last night?

What if he left forever?

I do want a breakup but I don't wanna lose him. I've known him for too long.

Oh god. Please protect him.

Then my phone rings. Maybe it's him.

I click 'answer' and press it to my ear

And I forgot to breath. Shit.