Unfolded(On Hold)

Chapter 5

There we stood on the mats, giving eachother death stares. Zayn features were so relaxed, he almost looked like a normal person. The wrinkles in his forehead, his pink lips, even the way he was standing had me in absolute awe. Everything about him seem so perfect, their wasn't a flaw anywhere on him.

I seriously need to stop gawking over a prick like him.  Just because he's handsome doesn't mean anything he still has a horrible attitude. He's such a-

A punch connected into my right cheek. My head instantly turned off the impact I even stumbled a little. Completely tooken off guard. Zayn face soften as I turned to him, he look almost apologetic, his eyes were full of worry and that is when I threw my punch right into his cheek.

Be both threw punches and kicks, surprisingly Zayn wasn't as bad as I expected him to be but he wasn't great either.

I let him get a few hits in before dominating him. I swiftly kicked his leg making him fall to the matt hard. His groans urged me to quickly straddle him while he was down, punching his arms as he protected his face.

Somehow he grabbed ahold of my wrists pulling me inches above his face.

He stared intensively into my eyes causing me to look away.

"Let go Zayn, we have to finish fighting" I wanted my voice to come out strong and powerful but instead I sounded like a frightened little mouse.

"You won, I can't fight anymore and I rather not let you beat me to a pulp" he held my forearms now and he held them tight. Not enough to were it hurt me but hard enough so that I couldn't escape his hold. He just kept staring at me even when I avoided looking into his eyes, I still felt his gaze burning holes into my face.

"What's wrong, Reaper never been this close to a male before?" My cheeks ignited. I know they were bright red. I didn't realize I was still straddling him on the ground,"I tap out" He whispered pulling his mouth to my ear, taking one of his hands off my wrist and tapping me on my butt. I felt a bulge in between my legs.

"Ahh!" I let out a small shriek which sounded more like a moan if you ask me."W-what the hell Zayn!?" I scrabbled to my feet feeling more uncomfortable around him now.

"Oh come on, don't act like that was the first time you felt that before Reaper" he stared at me with wanting eyes but I couldn't look at him so I just stared down at the matt,"Unless it was" he started laughing," Lemme guess the baby lizard is also a innocent little girl huh? Wow"

"Your such a prick!" I quickly brushed past him grabbing my bag heading out the room.

"Rain Wait I thought-"

"Thought what Zayn that I was just like every other girl in this city. You thought I was the type to throw myself at you huh? Just because your rich don't make you attractive, you forget your attitude sucks and by the way you don't deserve to have a fucked up attitude. Your rich, spoiled and popular so get your head out of your ass!" A shocked look briefly crossed his face like I'd just slapped him across his face. In my opinion my words weren't that cruel but I honestly think what I just said seriously effected him. His shocked expression soon past and a snarl came across his face. His rough, hardened face made me want to shrink back into a corner but that's just not me. His body tensed up as he loomed over me, every muscle under his fitted shirt looked stone hard.

"You don't know SHIT about me, so don't put me in a catergory. You of all people should know not to judge a book by it's cover." He shouldered me so hard I lost balance," Now GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

I chuckled,"Ha gladly"

Ugh, I can't stand him, I barely even know him and I have so much dislike for him it's  crazy. The boy seriously have some loose screws in his head.

"Hey, wait up," Jackson called out to me as I stormed out onto the sidewalk. "Let me walk with you unless, you want to go back to get my car?"

"I'm fine I'll walk thanks though, Jackson."

"You know he's not always a prick. You just have to take the time out to get to know him, trust me I  grew up with him and his life isn't as easy as you think." He ran his fingers through his hair, stuffing  his hands into his pocket."Zayn has been through hell and back Rain, he's  not just some spoiled little rich kid."

"You know if I wanted to get to know him I wouldn't  be leaving right now, would I Jackyboy?"

He laughed long and hard at my comment. "No wonder your a fighter got so much feist inside of you. Let me take you out Rain, just me and you. No talk about Zayn."

I bit my lip hesitantly. Just like that, huh. Jackson seems like a really nice guy but I just can't get this weird feeling out my gut. Something about him just wasn't right but I know all to well how to protect myself right?
I nodded my head at him.

"Great, I'll  pick you up Saturday at 7?" He asked walking me up to my doorstep. Before I could even respond, he grabbed my phone out of my hand and saved his number as Juicy Jackson .

I giggled to myself as he walked away winking at me before I walked into my home.

Guess I  have a date with JuicyJ.