Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 9

Zayn and I stepped into the club, his hand in mine. We headed towards a table where his group of friends, I think Louis was one of them,were. I saw that they had he had his arm around a beautiful girls. She were a lot more prettier than I was.

We arrived and his friends looked up. "There he is," one of them said. "Is this your new girl?"

"Yeah. This is Addie. Addie that is Louis," he pointed to the a boy with brown hair. . "And his girlfriend Eleanor."

"Hi," I smiled and waved at them. Zayn guided me to sit down as he sat down next to me in the booth and Eleanor on the other side.

"So Addie, Zayn tells me that you fight," Louis said, starting up a conversation.

"Yeah I do."

"One hell of a fighter you are. I went to one of them before."

"Thanks," I smiled. "I do what I can."

"How long have you been training?"

"About a year." He nodded.

"She punches that bag like a mad girl," Zayn chuckled beside me, his friends joining. I sat there quietly, not finding how that was funny.

"Can you go get me a drink, Zayn," I asked.

He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah babe, whatever you want." He pecked my lips then got up to leave.

The rest of the group and I had small talk until they decided to get up and dance. It had been 10 minutes already and no sign of Zayn. Did he just ditch me? Fucking jerk.

I stood up and knocked into someone, which caused their drink to spill all over me. I looked up to find the dark mop of curls again.

"Seriously Addie, you need to watch where you are going. How many times has this been," he smirked. It's been a month and I still hate this boy.

"Shut the fuck up Styles," I spit.

"What? Did your boyfriend ditch you? Or what do you call it, your sex-buddy?" Okay now that one kinda hurt.

"Just move the fuck out of my way." I shoved his shoulder as I walked towards the exit. I pushed the door open and started to walk. I heard someone shout my name and turned around. I saw Zayn running towards me.

"Oh now you decide to find me," I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry," he grabbed my hand. I jerked it out of his. He frowned and pulled me into his arms, trying to hug me. I tried to shove him away and I got the scent of weed on him.

I shoved him away with all my force. "Where the fuck were you," I asked.

"I saw a friend and we started to talk. I lost track of time, I'm sorry."

"Really? Were you really doing that?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yes I swear," he nodded his head.

"You're such a fucking liar Zayn. I can smell the weed on you," I yelled. "I really thought I should give another relationship a go but you've proved me wrong."

"You're going to blame this all on me? Just for smoking weed with someone?"

"It isn't just that Zayn. I'm your fucking girlfriend and you just left me there to go smoke weed with whoever."

"So? I can do whatever the fuck I want. And don't act all innocent. I know the actual reason why you went out with me. They all told me about you. How you were such a whore that you would open your legs for anyone. I didn't believe them but now look at you, using me for sex?"