Blair

　　I laid on my bed after taking a shower and started scrolling through my phone.


　　Just then, Brookes walked in and when she spotted me, she grinned happily.

　　What's with people and grinning today?

　　She ran over to my bed and jumped on it, landing next to me in a sprawled out mess.


　　"Guess who got the New Guy's number?" She asked, waving a piece of paper in the air.

　　That was another strike to my heart. I hated feeling this way.


　　I hated him.

　　"That's great, Brookes." I said, giving her a small smile.

　　"I'm gonna call him right now." She told me.

　　And there was another tug at my heart strings.

　　I decided to ignore it and just close my eyes.

　　I listened as she dialed another d called the number. The phone rang for a while and then he answered.

　　"Hey, Lucifer!" She greeted, sitting up slightly.

　　"Quan's Tacos, what is your order?" Someone said from on the other side of the phone.

　　I tried my best to keep my eyes shut and not look at her face. That would make me burst out laughing.

　　I heard her hang up and huff in annoyance.

　　"He played me." She said and I shook my head in false disappointment.

　　I was honestly happy that Zayn didn't actually give her his number.

　　But then I got a message on my phone and before checking it, I glanced at the time.

　　12:03 a.m.

　　I unlocked my phone and was immediately shocked to see a new message from the devil himself.

　　Z:

　　I need to talk to you.

　　That only made anger rise in me. He had literal years to talk to me and he chooses now?

　　Me:

　　No.

　　Z:

　　Outside. Now.

　　I almost fell into his trap. His words always had a level of intimidation in them.

　　Me:

　　I said no, Lucifer. Fuck off.

　　It took him a while to respond. But when he finally did, I was shitting bricks.

　　Z:

　　Open your door.

　　I instantly flew up, startling a half-sleeping Brookes.

　　She groaned and turned away from me, going right back to sleep.

　　I walked out of the room in my shorts and my tank top, probably not the best attire.

　　The dorm was dark, considering that it was late at night.

　　I slowly opened the front door to find Zayn leaning on the wall across the hallway.

　　"What do you want, Lucifer?" I asked in annoyance.

　　He looked up, his cold eyes landing on me.

　　"You." His deep voice said lowly, sending chills down my spine. He scanned my body and licked his lips, making me shudder.

　　I laughed. A long, humorless laugh. He took this time to get closer to me.

　　"You had me, then you lost me. When you can't have me, now you want me." I told him, still chuckling.

　　His eyes burned into my soul, looking for something. Then he smirked. His lips curling upward.

　　"I can't, now?" He asked, walking closer to me.

　　"No." I told him, backing up a little.

　　The new Zayn was less scary, kinda hot honestly. But I promised myself to never play his games again.

　　In a flash he was infront of me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, making me crash against his chest.

　　Then he leaned down and kissed my neck, making my breaths become uneven.

　　"One more." He said and I knew what he meant.

　　One more chance.

　　Do I look like an idiot? Don't answer that.

　　"I don't trust you anymore, Lucifer." I told him and he just smirked slightly.

　　"I know." He said, pulling back to look at my face.

　　Then his eyes switched to my lips and instinctively, I licked them.

　　He leaned in and suprisingly, I didn't stop him.

　　He placed his lips against mine and pulled me closer by my waist.

　　It was a different kind of kiss. Like there was this deep meaning.

　　I felt gullible for falling for his charm. I was so stupid.

　　Then he pressed me against the wall and the kiss got heated.

　　He licked my lips and I parted them, giving him access to my mouth.

　　He wasted no time in exploring it and when his tongue collided with mine, I moaned.

　　He pulled away, a small smirk creeping up onto his face.

　　A mischievous smirk.

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　　I yawned as I stretched in my bed, immediately hitting someone.

　　Without opening my eyes, I thought about who it could be.

　　Then I remembered that Brookes had fallen asleep here last night.

　　But when I realized that her hands were wrapped securely around my waist, I was puzzled.

　　But as I opened my eyes, I let out a scream and fell off of the bed.

　　This was in no way possible, my bed. Or my dorm.

　　I was in Lucifer's dorm and he was laying on the bed in nothing but boxers.

　　Then I looked down and realized that I was naked.

　　He opened his eyes and glanced down at me shortly, before a smile took over his lips.

　　"Great view." He said lowly, his husky voice making my heart jump.

　　This couldn't be happening. One minute we're kissing then the next,

　　I'm in his bed. Fuck me in the ass with a shotgun and call me Sally, I'm a fool.

　　Sighing, I got up and started looking for my clothes.

　　I walked around his bed and spotted them before going to grab them.

　　Arms wrapped around my waist and I was pulled backward into his chest.

　　"Stay." He mumbled into my neck and I shook my head, trying to get out of his grip.

　　"You've hurt me enough, Lucifer." I said with a sigh and he did to.

　　"I know, Love," He started, placing a kiss on my head. "But I want to start over." He said, spinning me around so that I was facing him.

　　My bare chest pressed against his and he closed his eyes briefly.

　　"I can't trust you." I told him, pulling away from him and putting my clothes back on.

　　He stood there, watching me with no emotions on his face.

　　I walked over to his bedroom door and before I left, I heard him say something.

　　"Things change, Miller." He said.

　　And lying within his words, was a double meaning.