Blair

　　His head snapped to the side.


　　I didn't care. I was angry. He has no right to do this to me after what I went through.

　　Everyone was quiet as his head snapped back in my direction.

　　He stared at me so coldly I was convinced that me shaking, was from my ass clapping in fear.


　　Then suddenly, all guns were aimed at my head.

　　My eyes widened in fear as I stared at them, feeling a panick attack coming in strong.


　　I started breathing heavily, my vision slowly leaving me. I screwed my eyes shut tightly.

　　"Put your fucking guns away!" Zayn said angrily.

　　He walked over to me in a predatory manner. This only added to my panick and fear.

　　"Leave." He said lowly and I knew he wasn't talking to me.

　　"Boss, I can deal with he-" He cut her off by pulling out his gun and walking over to her.

　　His gun connected with her mouth. The blunt force made her scream in pain and I looked at Zayn in shock.

　　Why would he do that?

　　Why would he hit a girl?

　　Blood poured down her chin as she tried to hold in her tears.

　　"Get the picture?" He asked coldly and she nodded quickly before leaving with the rest of them.

　　When they were all gone, Zayn looked back at me coldly.

　　"Speak." Was all he said before leaning against his jeep.

　　"You used me!" I shouted, still gasping.

　　"Fucking hell? Wh-" He started then paused. "Amanda." He said, groaning.

　　"Why would you be with someone and kiss me?" I asked angrily, looking at him harshly.

　　He walked over to me until he was standing right infront of me.

　　He stared into my soul with his Silver orbs, mesmerizing me.

　　And suddenly all of my anger vanished into thin air. But it was soon replaced by fear.

　　His hand reached up and wrapped it loosely around my neck.

　　"Do I look like I play games, Blair?" He asked darkly and my heart raced faster at the sound of my name.

　　I didn't answer, only making his eyes darken.

　　"I want to kill you so fucking badly." He said lowly, leaning down and placing his lips by my ear.

　　Tears welled up in my eyes as I stood there listening to him.

　　"One fucking bullet could solve any problem." He continued, his voice becoming lower and deeper with every word.

　　"Please don't." I whispered, feeling the tears flow.

　　He chuckled humorlessly, his stare becoming colder.

　　"What would I use you for, Blair?" He asked, his hand slightly tightening.

　　With his other hand, he pulled me closer to him by my waist.

　　"Meaningless sex? The money I already have?" He questioned darkly.

　　"I have what I want, Blair. But I'm looking at what I need." He finished. His eyes were as dark as coal

　　I just stared back at him, unable to speak.

　　My panick attack was long forgotten and now I felt like time had stopped.

　　It was just him and I now. Nothing in between.

　　He smashed his lips against mine, kissing me angrily and using his hand around my neck to deepen the kiss.

　　I kissed him back, pouring out all of my emotions into it.

　　His arm wrapped tighter around my waist and I placed my hands flat on his chest.

　　Our lips moved in sync with eachother's.

　　This kiss was full of anger. That was the only emotion present.

　　His tongue darted out and flicked my bottom lip and I parted my lips willingly.

　　Our tongues battled for dominance and of course, he won.

　　His tongue explored every part of my mouth and I let out a soft moan.

　　He pulled away and stared down at me. I breathed heavily as I tried to catch my breath.

　　Leaning down, he placed his forehead against mine and smirked slightly.

　　It was silent as he kept looking at me. I eventually broke eye contact, unable to take his intensity.

　　"You punched me." He said, pulling away slowly.

　　"I was angry." I blushed, looking down.

　　"Jealous." He corrected, making my blush deepen.

　　"Let's get going." I said, strolling over to the jeep and getting in.

　　Through the thick tint of the glass I could see him shaking his head with a stupid smirk on his face.

　　He walked around and got in before starting the jeep.

　　Turning to look at me, he took my hand in his and started driving.

　　I felt my butt vibrating and I furrowed my eyes in confusion, until I heard my ringtone.

　　Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

　　Don't you wish your girlfriend was a fre-

　　I inwardly groaned at the ringtone Dale had set for himself.

　　I glanced over at Zayn to see him smirking. But his eyes were straight ahead.

　　Letting go of his hand, I shifted and got my phone out of my back pocket.

　　"Hey, D" I answered casually.

　　"Blairrrr, where are you?" He asked and I felt Zayn grab my hand again.

　　"With Zayn. What's up?" I asked, glancing at Zayn.

　　"Well, my friends and I are going on a road trip to a Lake House." Dale said through the phone.

　　"Okay, when do you leave?" I asked.

　　"We leave at sunrise tomorrow." He said and I nodded eventhough he couldn't see me.

　　"Oh okay, ha- I'm sorry, we?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows.

　　"They said to invite you. You can even bring that hunk with you too." Dale said and I knew if we were face to face,

　　He'd wink.

　　I took a while to answer, contemplating whether or not I should.

　　"Um. I'll have to ask." I replied.

　　"Okay, Baby. I'll see you later." He said before hanging up.

　　I placed the phone on the dashboard before looking up at Zayn,

　　Who was focused on the road.

　　But as always, he felt my stare and turned to look at me.

　　"Zayn..." I trailed off.

　　"Hm?" He responded.

　　"Welll, I'm going on this road trip tomorrow." I continued.

　　He smirked, looking back at the road.

　　"And?" He questioned, raising a perfect eyebrow.

　　"Would you, you know, maybe wanna come?" I asked and closed my eyes.

　　Why would you even ask that, you idiot!?

　　This man will probably crash this car into a ditch if he gets mad.

　　Then, he answered.