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after i heard those words, i collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

*_*_*_*

2 hours later...

i woke up and saw him staring at me again.

i suddenly bolted up the bed scared that something might happen to me if I get close to him.

he stood up and started walking towards me slowly, holding his hands up as if he's surrendering.

"don't come any closer to me! or i will..." i blurted out.

"you will what?" he asked me smirking.

that damn smirk turns me on..

"i will uh... i don't know." i said pouting.

"listen, I'm not gonna hurt you." he told me.

i looked at him still unsure.

"well I don't believe you."i told him smugly.

"i promise." those two words relaxed me..

well a little bit, i'm still scared.

"i'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." he blurted out after the awkward silence.

ooh zayn malik, hot body, hot name..

ugh what the fuck is wrong with me!

"you know my name, you stalked me." i answered back, giving him the bitch face.

"will you find me if I run away?" I asked him.

"oh trust me babe, i always will." he said.

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filler!

- angela

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