Dark Lust (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter Seven

The bells rang signalling the end of the day.

Thank god! I don't think I could handle Zayn's eyes burning a hole in the back of my head much longer.

I grabbed my stuff, and walked over to the door where Liam, and Izzy were talking, and waiting for me.

"Hey, I'm going to run to my locker and grab my stuff for my homework." I tell them and I move my books over to my other arm.

"You should really bring a backpack." Izzy snickered at me.

"I'm to cool for backpacks." I say as I flip my hair and almost lost hold on my books.

"Yeaaahhh," Izzy drags out.

"Alright well I'll see you guys at my house. You're still coming over for movie night right?" I asked Liam, and Izzy.

"Yeah, we'll be there." They both said at the same time.

"Alright, well I'll see you guys later." I say as I walk away, and wave at them.

I walk across campus, and into the main bulding where my locker is, and I walk towards it.

I put my locker combo in and grab the books I need for my homework. 

I look over my shoulder, and see that no one is in the hallway anymore.

I always hate coming in here when there's no one here. It gives me the creeps. 

I closed my locker, and walked towards the exit. 

As I was walking towards the exit I felt arms wrap around my stomach, and before I had the chance to scream the person put their hand over my mouth and pulled me into the janitors closet.

After I was pulled into the closet I looked around, but couldn't see anything because it was pitch dark in the room. I could sense someone was in the room with me. I put my hands on the wall and tried feeling around for the light switch, or even the door.

I felt around a little longer, and my hands came in contact with someone. I scream and backed up knocking stuff over in the process.

I heard a chuckle, and then the lights finally came on.

As my eyes adjusted I seen Zayn leaning on the door giving me a hard look.

"Is there a reason I'm in a fricken closet?" I asked while crossing my arms.

He pushed off the wall, and walked towards me.

"I believe you have something of mine?" He asked as he walks closer to me.

"Oh, do I?" I asked in fake surprise.

"Don't act sassy with me." He pointed at me.

"Or what?" I asked while rolling my eyes.

All of a sudden I felt myself get pushed against the wall.

"What the hell?!" I raised my voice.

"Give me what's mine." Zayn said while glaring down at me.

"What's yours? You broke into my fucking house! So, therefore, it's my necklace." I tell him glaring back.

He was quiet for a while, and didn't even make eye contact with me.

"What's wrong, Zayn? Cat got your tongue? You know I can tell right?" I asked him.

He jerked his head at me and his eyes got really wide.

"That's right. What the hell were you doing in my house in the first place?" I asked him 

He leaned down to my ear, and my breath got caught in my throat.