Just act on instinct - Zayn Malik

Just act on instinct - Zayn Malik

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I could feel their stare burning into my back, I dont want to look at them, knowing that if I do - I will be drawn in. I can hold it no longer, and throw my instincts to the side - looking over my shoulder and meeting their gaze. I realize that I should have listened to my instincts, as I find myself not being able to look away. I finally tear my gaze away from them, as their signature smirks plaster onto their faces. I increase my walking speed, trying my hardest to get to the libary before they reach me. Obviosly my hardest wasn't good enough. A large hand wraps round my frail wrist, pulling me back, as I hear a deep, raspy voice. 'Where do you think your going, Love?'
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A body swam above me as he moved toward me, oh for heaven sakes! Even stuck in a bottom of the pool I had the disgrace to be saved by him again? What was he even doing here in the first place? Was he stalking me or something? Oh God, I had a stalker like in the movies. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up but my body didn't move an inch. I pushed him away from me and shook his shoulders as I pointed down at my stuck foot. He swam down and tried to unhook the bracelet but he couldn't. He pushed himself up and I thought that he had given up on me. I thought he was a rapist, now that I blew his cover it was a perfect way to get rid of me. I'm going to save myself, I don't need him anyways. I hovered and struggled to get it out. How did this even happen? I was pushed as jerk face returned, my head leaned back as he swam toward me and sneaked his arms around my waist to bring me forward. He plastered our mouths together to give me mouth to mouth breathing and the bracelet suddenly unhooked by itself. The fuck the ancestors think they're doing?

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