Cute boy rush

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Abena's Pov


Laughing with Zayn actually felt good. He was fun when he wasn't being a jerk.

When I saw him at the dance,I decided to go outside. That what was when I met him freaking out over a spider! I couldn't stop laughing.

I guess we all have what we are scared of.

We went inside looking pretty refreshed. Most of the girls threw me a disgusting look. I was way past that. Ghanaian teenagers were like that too. Even when they see you with a guy who doesn't look like he has any aim in life.

Well I understood these looks though . Heck! This was a Russell for goodness sake. One of the big three of New York.

Another thing about me was that ,I did not tolerate nonsense. A Tuesday born virtue.

I rolled my eyes at them a began to search for Queen. Shortening her name made me feel close to her. Not that I'm rejecting Lizzy and Flora.

I searched for them and gave up when I didn't find them . I turned around to go but Zayn stopped me.

" You are not leaving my sight" he said and I frowned. We're back to jerk face again.

" And why is that" I asked and he looked down at me. He smiled and winked.

" Come on, that dress is sending weird Sparks down there to guys around" he said and I smiled.

" Aren't you a guy, won't the sparks affect you too."

" I can control mine,some cannot so you are staying here" he grabbed my wrist.

" I choose where I want to be , pretty boy" I said and yanked my hand free. Such a jerk. I went in search of Queen and Terry.

I knew I shouldn't have worn the jeans and the top. Heck! Ghanaian parents don't allow their children to go teenage parties like this. There was nothing like a teenage party too.

Anyways it wasn't my fault I had the body like I  was Nicki Minaj's twin. I passed in between couples  making out and and grinding against themselves. Things I would normally see on Television were happening right before my eyes. I shrugged.

Finally giving up my search,I sat down. Just when I decided to prove Zayn wrong that there was no such thing as Horny perverts here,a guy just brushed his boner against my back. What the hell.

I turned to find him smiling me.

" Wanna do this on the dance floor or I should get a room??"  He asked and I shook my head.

What did he take me for.

" Come on, babe you are really sexy" I rolled my eyes. Not that I didn't know.

I shook my head and got up to leave. Probably the worst mistake as slapping one of the THREE.

I made my way through series of passage ways to find my way out and wait for Queen or Terry to show up.

" Feisty huh, I'm gonna teach you a lesson?" I heard him say begin me and I began to run.

Apparently my heavy body couldn't support that so I fell down and he was on me this instant.

Wait! How I imagined my self losing my virginity was nothing like this. I had to do something.

I was good at throwing words and hitting weak girls and definitely not Six foot tall guys like the one on me. He was cute though.

I screamed. Oh no! Ryan would kill me.  I began to kick. 

He restrained me and hit my eye. God!! I'm wearing glasses for this. Just when I braced my self for the worst someone grabbed him. No they were actually three guys.

Two grabbed him and the other punched him in the eye.

My eye was hurting now. Zayn rushed over to me .
" Are you okay"
" Of course I'm not you jerk face"I replied.

" You literally called me pretty boy a few minutes ago. Well let's take you home, I'll tell Terry to inform Queenly."

At this point I'm too tired to protest. He drove me home.
Ryan wasn't home. Of course he wasn't. I hadn't spoken to him since I started school which was today.

He clearly was busy with college and outing. After all,Dad sent him money so he spent most of it on Ursula. I have my own private account. 

He didn't even know, I went out today.

I showed Zayn my room and he put me on the bed. Well! He tried to put me on the bed. But he slipped and fell down with me.

Not to brag but even though he was muscled and all,I was quite heavy.

I laid there staring into his eyes as his eyes bored over mine. We were silent for a few minutes as I endured his strong hold and felt him searching my one bruised eye.

" What the hell are you doing to my sister?" Ryan shouted from behind and we gasped.

Could this day get any worse.















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