Blair 

　　After we ate, we sat and spoke for a while.


　　Just about school and Sarah, random stuff.

　　It was now 6 pm and Zayn said that we should leave.

　　So here we are speeding through the streets, going deep into the city.


　　The breeze got colder and sky got darker as time passed.

　　When we stopped, there was a party infront of us.


　　"I just need to talk to someone." He said, offering me a hand to get off.

　　I took it and smiled at him before we walked through the crowd.

　　This party was on a cliff, with drunk teens scattered everywhere.

　　There was a firm, small bridge to get from the road, to where the party was.

　　We walked across before he stopped me midway.

　　"Stay right here." He said, squeezing my hand before he let go, leaving me on the side, away from everyone.

　　I stayed there, then walked over to the railing of the bridge.

　　I stood there, staring down at the calm water below.

　　"Hey there." Someone said from on the side of me.

　　I turned and saw that it was in fact,

　　Jordan.

　　"What're you doing here?" He questioned looking around.

　　"I just came with someone. You?" I asked, looking back at the calm water below.

　　"Same." He said, taking a sip from his cup.

　　"Look, Jordan. I'm sorry for the way I treated you." I apologized, sighing at the end.

　　"It's alright, mate. My girlfriend just told me to be friendlier at my new school." He said.

　　And I was shocked.

　　"You have a girlfriend?" I asked, gazing at him in disbelief.

　　"What? I look gay?" He asked, narrowing his eyes playfully.

　　"No." I laughed, slapping his shoulder.

　　"Good. So um, why is he staring at me like that?" He asked, getting my attention. 

　　"Who?" I asked and he pointed to the left.

　　When I looked I saw that Zayn was staring at the back of Jordan's head sinisterly. 

　　I laughed, shaking my head.

　　"He's just hungry I guess." I said, wiping away a tear.

　　"Okay." He said, laughing as well.

　　"You should leave, he's coming." I said, pointing behind him to an approaching Zayn.

　　"I'm out." He said quickly before jogging away.

　　When Zayn reached me I was still laughing.

　　"What?" He asked.

　　"Nothing." I said, smiling up at him as I tried to control my laughter.

　　"Sure." He said sarcastically.

　　We stayed in silence for a while before he placed his hands on my waist and lifted me onto the railing.

　　I squealed in suprise, not letting go of him when he tried to remove his hands.

　　"You're not going to die." He said, rolling his eyes.

　　"How are you so sure?" I asked, screaming as he purposely leaned me backward.

　　"Because." He said, leaning forward and placing his lips near my ear. "I got you."

　　My fast heartbeat was nothing compared to my sarcasm.

　　"Oh that makes me feel a lot better." I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

　　He leaned me backward more, the stopped and smirked again.

　　"That smirk scares me. What is it this time?" I asked.

　　He didn't say anything. He lifted me back onto the ground and took his shirt and his jacket off.

　　Then he took his pants off and my eyes widened.

　　He was left in basketball shorts and then he looked back at me with the same smirk.

　　"You coming?" He asked, standing right infront of me.

　　He was so tall that I had to break my neck to look up at him.

　　Don't look at his abs. Don't look at his abs.

　　"Coming where?" I questioned and he rolled his eyes.

　　"Meet me down there." He said before walking over to the railing and jumping up with ease.

　　"What're you doing!?" I yelled.

　　"Living." He said before he jumped.

　　My heart raced as he hit the water with a splash.

　　I looked over the railing, anticipating the rise of his head.

　　Fifty-two seconds went by and I was beyond scared.

　　I took my hoodie off, leaving me in a vest and my shorts.

　　I climbed up onto the railing, with alot more struggle.

　　This looks easier when he does it.

　　Then I jumped, screaming on my way down.

　　When I hit the bottom, the icy water pricked my skin as it surrounded me.

　　And it was at that moment that I realized,

　　I can not swim.

　　Panicking, I threw my arms around wildly, trying to grab onto something.

　　Strong arms wrapped around my waist and I opened my eyes to see a smirking Zayn.

　　He resurfaced us and I coughed uncontrollably.

　　"What the fuck, Lucifer?" I screamed, slapping his chest.

　　"I'd be careful with those hands, if I were you." He said seriously, letting go of me briefly to demonstrate.

　　"I'd wouldn't be in this mess if you didn't pull that asshole stunt!" I screamed at him.

　　He just stared down at me with a look that clearly shows me that he didn't care.

　　"I'm not sorry." He said blankly.

　　I tried calming my nerves but failed terribly as anxiety rose in me.

　　My breathing picked up and Zayn looked at me emotionlessly like he always did.

　　"Breathe." was all he said.

　　He pulled me closer to him and I rested my head against his chest, attempting to calm myself.

　　And as I listened to his heartbeat, I did just that.

　　"Thanks." I mumbled and he nodded.

　　"Why did you jump?" He asked quizzically.

　　"Because I thought you needed help." I said, mentally face-palming myself.

　　"Drowning is your idea of help?" He asked, a slight bit of humor in his voice.

　　"Maybe you should have drowned." I said and he chuckled deeply, sending immediate chills up my spine.

　　"I'll teach you." He said when he was done.

　　"Right now?" I asked.

　　"If that's what you want." He shrugged.

　　"Okay." I said excitedly.

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　　I laid in my bed after taking a warm shower.

　　After a failed swimming lesson that was filled with Zayn rolling his eyes everytime I panicked,

　　I was back home.

　　The ride back was comfortably silent, minus the coldness.

　　Today was amazing.

　　I thought, grinning.

　　I was about to fall asleep when I got a text.

　　Checking my phone, I saw that It was from Zayn.

　　Speak of the devil.

　　I laughed, opening the message.

　　Z♧:

　　Try not to drown in your sleep.

　　Me:

　　Fuck you.

　　Z♧:

　　Anytime, Princess.

　　I smiled and shook my head, knowing that tomorrow,

　　Lucifer will be back to his usual self.