"So what happened?" asked Eliz, "I'm dying to know here!"
"Okay we kissed then his hands..." I started.
"Hell no!" Eliz exclaimed.
"Did you just said..?" I asked. Eliz rarely curse.
"Yes I said hell, get over it and tell me!" she said, eagerly.
"We almost had sex Eliz and I let him, oh god!" I groaned.
"Everybody would, that guy is way too hot for his own good," she said, smiling.
Then I realize something, I never said anything about what happened, "Wait, how do you know something happened?"
"You mean you don't know?" she asked.
"I don't know what?"
"Check twitter!" she said. I took my phone out and did.
"HOLY SHIT!" 'Whose Zayns Mystery Girl?' is trending worldwide.
"This day could not get worse!" I said.
"Yes it can, click on it," she said.
"You're definitely not helping!" I said but clicked it anyways.
"Oh God!" There was pictures of me and Zayn kissing. He's hands under my shirt and my hands on his chest. Wow, that rhymes doesn't it? Then another picture of me taking of his shirt.
It was everywhere.
Moving on, I read the tweets.
What a whore! ... Zayn, she just wants you because of your popularity ... She's not even pretty ... Where does this bitch live? So I can kill her ...
The tweets went on and on and on.
"Somebody kill me now! I am so dead!" I groaned.
A/N: So there you go that was the first 12 chapters of my first book. I've been working hard to get this book published in wattpad.
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