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Scars.

Scars.

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"People like you are the reason we have prisons," I yelled angrily still very shook up from everything. He put the car in park and looked over at me with a smirk. And honestly I wanted to smack it right off his cocky little face. I gave him a confused and irritated look but his smirk only grew bigger and he started leaning in towards me. "Zayn," I yelled, trying to get some type of response. But by the time his name left my mouth his lips were already pressed against mine. After a second I pushed him off and quickly got out of the car. I couldn't take it anymore. First he makes me feel like I'm worth something then like nothing at all. "Hadley, what is your problem?" Zayn grabbed my wrist from behind. I hadn't noticed he was chasing after me but it didn't matter. "No, what's your problem?" I said looking into his golden eyes that held fury. His look scared me and who knew what he was capable of. I tried tugging away but his grip only got stronger. Maybe I should have listened to everyone's warnings about Zayn. "My problem is that your a little jealous bitch. You're a nobody without me, nobody cares about you." He yelled, making me feel like I was being stabbed in the heart.
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