7 minutes in heaven

Chapter 3

(A/n hey haven't updated in a while but I've been having some writers block but I getting out of it so sorry about the wait loves you guys.#10 votes pretty please with a kisses on top<3) ~Abby~

Recap: Perviosly On 7 minutes in heaven. (Sexy male voice)

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"OK Mathew on Natalie's team, James on Eliza's team, Drake on Jake's team, Robert on Hector's team, Salma on Jenna's team, and Samuel on Zayn's team. I sigh a breath of relief. Thank godness I wasn't on zayn's t-. "Oh scratch that Salma on Zayn's team, Samual on Jenna's. 'Well I spoke to soon'. I thought to myself I walked over from Jenna team over to Zayn's. I see that one of a kind smirk that causes a shiver to run up my spine.

"Let the games begin" Coach moon yells

Well this should be fun???

NOT!!!!!

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Salma's Pov

So here I am in the nurses office with a black eye and a very sore body let me give you a bit of information to help you later in life............ NEVER PLAY DODGEBALL NEVER EVER EVER.......EVVVVER. NO NO NO NO NOT IN MY HOUSE.NO NEVER AGAIN WILL I PLAY THAT GOD FORSAKEN GAME AGAIN!!!!. So let me explain how this all happened.Queue the awesome flashback fade out and sound affect.
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Flashback( do-do-dooo-do-do-do-doooo) *sound affect*;)
(20 minutes earlier)

"Salma!" Zayn exclaimed

"Watch out before you get hit" he scolded. So I'm not really good at dodgeball hence the reason why I am hiding behind this tall dude on my team trying not to get hit.

*I know, I know I am a wimp but come the heak on that ball hurts and when a guy throws it at you it's like a asteroid coming your way at thousands of miles per second, So I am proud to be a wimp because at the end of the day I'm going home without a scratch in site...... (or so you think) *I thought to myself

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I say running away as I see a ball coming my way.(A/n haahah that ryhmes..OK onward with the story.)

As I'm running I see Zayn kicking butt out there. How he moves gracefully, weaving the ball, catching  balls coming his way, and throwing them with such force that you can see his defined muscles flex.

*Ohhhhh what I would do to that body, may the lord help me not rape that boy!!. OK I need Jesus . Like seriously rape Salma, RAPE!!.

I need some Jesus juice. I thought

While admiring Zayn's body and mentally scolding myself I hear "Salma watch out" Zayn says . I didn't understand Zayn's call of warning or see the giant death ball coming my way my smart self didn't even have a glance before...

BAMMM!!!!!!!!

ball to the face and landing at an odd angle on the floor.

"Sh*t" I hear someone murmur recognizing Zayn's voice. Soon I hear multiple footsteps and whistle being blown indicating the game just stopped. I hear soft whispers of 'is she OK' or 'is she dead' I snicker in my head to that on yeah I died from a dodge-ball to face dumb butt, I can see the headline now saying: