Imprinted On You

Girlfriend? pt.2

ZAYN WILL BE MISSED

Have you ever heard the Riddle:

"More powerful than god, more evil than the devil, the poor have it and the rich need it"

Well the answer to that riddle is exactly how I'm feeling right now, when your father attacks you and does what he did to me, to you...

You don't feel good about yourself.

You don't feel loved.

You don't feel liked.

You don't feel beautiful.

You don't even feel wanted, when clearly your father wants you...

But the answer to that riddle....

Is nothing...

I feel like nothing.

That's what abuse does to you, that's how low it makes you feel.

But the one thing that can get you up,

The one thing that can make you feel like you again

... is the one thing you're gonna push away.

In my case... it's Bellamy.

I groaned as I started regaining conscious, feeling just how sore my body hurts and how hard it was to move.

I heard that extremely annoying beeping again. But for some reason I wasn't that angry at it.

Maybe that was because I was safe from John, wherever he went.

Or maybe it was the fact that I was laying on a gods chest... bare chest, might I add.

... I'm going with the latter.

His chest was solid, all muscles, there was no room for fat or meat or extra skin. His skin was wrapping tight around him, I counted his abs to find out he had eight.

Goss, they looked so creamy and smooth, all I wanted to do was touch them... maybe even kiss them... defiantly lick them!!

Without me thinking my hand reached out and traced all eight of his abs.

As soon as my hand came in contact with his skin those electric sparks zapped me, they must have zapped him to because he sat up quickly but not before me pulling closer to him.

His eyes scanned the room, like he did that day in the lunchroom. He was looking for danger, and when he didn't find any he looked down and made eye contact with me.

The moment he looked into my eyes, I felt the connection. Something strong was telling me this boy was made for me and nothing was going to stand in our way, even though we weren't really in a relationship... I was in love with him.

He smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear "hey, how are you feeling?" he whispered softly.

So softly that it made my toes curl, but that question brought back painful memories,

The glass...

The yelling and screaming...

The hitting...

The throwing...

The... room...

The pain...

...John...

I swallowed my throat suddenly dry and nodded "good, h-how did you find me?"

He frowned, "we ran to your house when you lost connection with Kyle... when I saw y-" his voice cracked and he buried his face into my neck. Some people would have thought he was hugging me, but I felt a warm liquid hit my neck and Bellamy was slightly shaking and I knew he was crying.

I moved his hair out his face and pulled him back so he was looking me in the eyes.

"Bellamy, don't cry... you came and saved me, you don't have a reason to cry so don't"

I could never blame Bellamy all he did was save me.

Bellamy nodded and tucked a piece of hair behind his ear " I should have been with you, my girlfriend"

Bellamy was looking at me from under his lashes like he was waiting for me to say 'I wasn't his girlfriend' after what I been through, I might not be ready for a relationship... I mean I might not want him to touch me... and he might hate me.

...But that was the last thing in my mind, I really wanted to say 'then let's do it now!' but that is inappropriate.

So I smiled and laid my hand against his cheek "or MY BOYFRIEND could have took me on a date"

Bellamy's head snapped up and his eyes held so much shocked in them, which only made me smile wider.

"Yes, I specially remember someone asking me to be their girlfriend, the last time I was here actually"

Bellamy smiled and leaned in.

My heart stopped, I was going to kiss him! YES!! I leaned in too, but Bellamy already backed away...

Did he not?

"Mmm, maybe we should take it slow... I don't want your heart to stop just because I'm touching you"

I blushed and hid my face in his chest, which was bare... I couldn't tell if I was happy or not...

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?"

He chuckled, and cleared his throat "I-I had a fight with Dylan earlier and I lost my shirt"

I sat up quickly, fight? Bellamy?

"What happened?!Are you okay?!"

Bellamy shook his head and laid his finger on my lips, so I couldn't talk.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not the one in the hospital"
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I know the beginning is slow and super deep but DAMN I was having a bad day so this came to mind and I started typing it.

P.S. Riddle from a story I read on Wattpad called Forever Dead, a book you guys should read it is good.

P.P.S.

GOODBYE ZAYN!!!! YOU WILL BE MISSED BY EVERY ONE OF YOUR FANS!!! <3

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