Chapter Nineteen

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“ And who might that song be about”,

Zayn asked as we entered a high-end apartment complex,” you have to guess”.

He said he would take me to his house, and I texted my mom and told her,

” was it about”, he dragged out,” Eleanor”.

My vision snapped in his direction with a confused look,

” why would it be about El; I’ll give you a hint, it’s someone I love”.

He opened his door and I did too, both of us stepping out of the car,

” was it about your mom”, he said as he put the key in the whole, I scooted in front of him,

” really Zayn, it was about you”.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him one last time before greeting his parents. He pushed the door opened by turning the knob and grinding his crotch into mine aggressively, causing the door to fly open. I pulled off of him quickly and turned around; this was not the best first impression. No one was here. Just a huge beautiful empty apartment.

” What’s wrong babe”,

” nothing, I just expected to see your parents”.

He laughed,” Niall, I haven’t even seen my parents, for about two years now”, I was beyond shocked.

” So how are you able to afford this place, it’s absolutely stunning”, he hugged me from behind and started walking,

” they still love and care about me, they just don’t want to deal with me”.

” So what they do is send me half a million a week”, he said it so nonchalantly, I stood there frozen.

" So", I tried to regain the privilege to speak,

" you basically live for free".

We walked into what I guessed was his room, our arms still intertwined, and around my waist,

" Not exactly, I do miss my family at times, but I have you so I think I’ll be fine".

I smiled and faced him, but he backed up and stripped from his shirt.

" W- What are you doing", he then took off his pants and was completely naked, except for his boxers.

" Getting ready for bed", I took off my shoes,

" you brought me here just to sleep", I questioned,

" oh, sorry, do you wanna, mayb-". I cut him off,

" no, I like this", I finished taking off my clothes and crawled in the giant, plush bed with him,

" I do too", he whispered in my ear. I was facing towards him, and his arms gripped my hips,

" I love you, my little leprechaun", his amber eyes shined in the moonlight coming in from the balcony window,

" I love you too, my Pakistani prince".

He kissed me tenderly, and at that, we slept.

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" Ni, just stay away from me, trust me, please", we in the parking lot and we came to school a little late to insure no one would see us together,

" just promise me you wont hurt him". Zayn shook his head slowly,

" I could promise you everything, Ni, but not that". I sighed,

" okay, I love you Zayn", I leaned in and kissed him, but he didn’t kiss back," I love you too".

I stepped out of the car and walked to my first class, even though it was almost over. Throughout the day, I couldn’t help but think about what he would do to Peyton. I was honestly scared for his life.

Lunchtime came, and there was one class left after this, so far so good. No one really was talking at lunch today, just the exchange of hello’s and small talk. Liam occasionally smirked because of my mom and his dad, and everything was quiet, until Zayn walked up to me.

" Hey Ni, I want you to know I love you no mater what happens after this, here are my car keys, since yours is still at the studio, see you later", he kissed me.

Right fucking there.

Eleanor smiled but I was beyond scared and confused. He walked of, but I followed behind loosely. Then I saw where he was going, Peyton’s table, I ran up to him and grabbed his arm,

" no, no, no, stop Zayn, stop".

So much anger was visible just by looking at his facial features, which gathered a crowd trailing behind him.

" Hey bitch", he yelled as he approached him,

" Don’t. Touch. My. Fucking. Boyfriend", Peyton looked so confused, then, all eyes were on me. 

Everyone.  

The crowd,

Peyton,

and Zayn, mouthing,’ I love you’.

As the first punch connected and the sounds of cracking bones filled the air, the tears started flowing down my face.

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