"Why do you always have to check out other girls, especially their asses?!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I felt my cheeks turning lightly red as I spat the words to Zayn, who just stood there. I saw his upper lip making a short move, causing me to shut my mouth immediately. Before I knew it, he had pinned me against the wall, his fingers tightly wrapped around my wrists and he pressed his wet lips forcefully on mine. "You're so hot when you're angry (YN)..." He managed to mumble between our kisses, before taking me to the bedroom.
