Zayn loved sex. He loved and cherished every second of it. He was addicted to the feeling you get when you reach your high, to the way his partners would scream his name in ecstasy. He loved it all. But he had a rule which he wasn't planning on breaking anytime soon: 'Never fall in love with your partner and never have sex with the same person twice.' But when an innocent looking blonde wearing tight shorts and high heels is appointed as his secretary, all his rules come crashing down as no matter how hard he tries, he can't keep his hands to himself. .. Cover by " zgnorant "

"I'm sorry it has to end this way," he told me. We were sitting on a park bench in a deserted park . I was wearing his jacket since it was cold out. The wind was making my long black hair fly into his face. He was breaking up with me. "I just don't understand..." "You'll be fine without me..." "Do you really have to leave?" "I have to. You know I want to be a singer..." "And I want to be a pianist..." "Then go for your dreams..." "But my dreams include you in them..." "Please don't leave." I'm Jillian Baker and this is my story. My story of how my entire life was changed by one boy.