Fixing Diana (Zayn Malik)[ON HOLD]

"Who the hell are you?" He asked.

"What's it to you?" I snap rolling my eyes, taking a long drag from my cigarette and slowly puffing the smoke out of my lungs.

"Okay? Then how old are you?" The man asks annoyed.

"Fifteen. Why?" I answered confused.

"You have to come with me." He commanded grabbing my arm.