Not So Cliché

HANG OUT or DATE

"Wow...Ali you look great".
He cooed with a sly smirk. He was starting to creep me out. What did he want from me. I tried hard to remain calm but as soon as his hands met their way to my thighs I  ran to the farthest corner of the restaurant causing a large crowd to wonder what was wrong with me?
What can I say I tend to attract a lot of people. I'm Bella in Twilight...

HOURS BEFORE
" Hey would you like to go out for coffee...I heard your currently living with your mum...I would really love to see you" Zayn my ex breathed out almost as if he felt relieved to get that all out.
If only the earth would open up and swallow me whole. I took deep breathes and tried hard to keep calm.
"Stalker...how the hell did you get my number" I barked shocked at the tone of my voice
"That is not important...I really need to talk to you... PLEASE"
"As what a hang out or a date"
"Anything you want..."
"Fine...at what time and where"
"I've never stopped loving you Ali...trust me on that...at Starbucks.. 1pm sharp"
"Whatever..."
"Bye"
With that I cut the phone and groan. He doesn't seem to take the hint that I don't like him.

I took my time in getting ready I was  actually not looking forward to meeting him.

It all happened about two years ago. I was love struck I felt that he was my true love, my everything, my first and only love. How wrong was I. He shattered me and broke my heart into tiny pieces. I felt his love towards me change that faithful day when he begged me to have sex with him and I declined. He showed his true colours to me. He told me that I was a waste of his time. What hurt most was when he confessed that he had sex with one of my friend. That it felt good. I got so angry that I slapped him and all he did was laugh. He dared to laugh. We broke up and it took me some months to get over it. Luckily I had friends to look after me. I had no plan of forgiving him or falling into this trap that I was walking into. I was not going to be his toy...I was never going to be any boys toy.

I chose to wear a floral pattern tank top, jeans and my pink Nike joggers. I packed my hair in a messy bun and put on a light amount of makeup. I hated him but it didn't mean that I had to look like a zombie when he finally met me. After looking at myself in the mirror clearly satisfied with what I saw, I left the house and off I went.

I got into Starbuck and breathed in the smell of fresh coffee. After settling into a chair at the corner of the shop I waited for Zayn to come. At 10 minutes to 2pm it was clear that he wasn't coming. Just as I'm about to leave, I get a text message from Zayn
Sorry...won't be able to make it...hope we will see soon.
I sighed letting out the breath that I had no idea I was holding. I sat back down and decided to order a cappuccino. All of a sudden someone seats on the seat across looking me over.
"Can I help you?" I quietly barked
"Wow...Ali you look great".

A.N: How was this chapter...this is the longest chapter I have written so far. I deserve an accolade.
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Who is this mystery guy and is Ali walking into a trap planted by Zayn? And IF she is will she be strong enough to survive.