Zayn's POV
Its 2:00 am in the morning . Im sitting here, alone, in this bar, drinking my life away. I feel like absolute shit. I dont understand why it is so satisfying to cheat on someone. I call for another shot of tequila but the barista slips me a paper with it.
Meet me in the bathroom
This is the last thing i need, but i do wanna take the edge off. Little did I know, this 5'6, dark brown eyed male, would complicate my life forever.
I hurry into the bathroom, he bites his lip, quickly pushing me against the wall.
He pulls off my pants quickly.
It only takes an estimate of 35 seconds before he finishes and leaves.
Before he opens the door, I stop him.
"Not even a name?"
"Justin." He smirks.
"Zayn." i smile softly.
"Smoke?" he offers, i agree and we sit outside.
"So what happened?" he asks me as he takes a drag and passes me the cig.
"Huh?" I really dont wanna talk about it, so i act clueless.
"It's 2:30 am, you let me suck you off, and youre smoking with me, you also asked for my name so I'm guessing, you need someone right now." He looks at me, he read me perfectly.
"I got cheated on, by some guy, we've been engaged but he's been sleeping with his bestfriend's sister. I dont understand why its always me. I just want someone to look at me and tell me they love me a thousand times a day, but i need a lot of reassurance. its annoying." i sigh greatly.
Justin stays quiet as he puts an arm around Zayn. They sit there, in calming silence.
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Pillow talk
FanfictionZayn. The typical senior who goes to the bar to kill the mood. Justin. The senior that works at the bar trying to hook up with someone. They meet and the world ends and lets just say. It looks like zayn loves him but Justin is always a player and...
