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Changing the game - 3 With this pause I took the time to really look at her. Short brown hair, brown eyes, tan, she didn't really stand out. "Is that...all...?" So there I was sitting at home texting Zayn while Chris was at work. Zay:))) So what are you in school for anyway? SymphPierce: pediatrics. I wanna be a baby doctor. Zay:))) Why that? SymphPierce: I like kids. What about you? Zay:))) i don't exactly have a plan for life. Maybe I can get a boob job and become a stripper. Who knows? SymphPierce: wow. Just. Give me like 5 minutes to recover from the thought of you in that situation. Zay:))) Haha! take all the time you need! Zay:))) I'll be here. Zay:))) waiting. Zay:))) patiently. SymphPierce: boy shut up. Guess what I have on??? Zay:))) a leopard onesie. SymphPierce: I actually have one of those... But no. My belly button ring!!! Well actually a crop top for it to show. But you get it. Zay:))) why you rambling??? One of us is nervous because of the sexy on the phone with them. And a leopard onesie. Wow. SymphPierce: Awww. Your too nice. Zay:))) on a serious note are you in a relationship or anything??? SymphPierce: if that's even what you wanna call it. Why? Zay:))) wanted to know but you got a man and everything. SymphPierce: if I was worried about him I would have told you that from the beginning. Right? Zay:))) yeah I guess. Bad girl. See watch when you get in trouble. SymphPierce:I've been told. But I needa clean up this house before he gets home and has another thing to b---- about. Talk later? Zay:))) no. SymphPierce: meanie. Zay:))) ill just call you. We can talk while you clean!!!! :) "I remember we talked on the phone for hours never getting bored. We even made plans to see each other the next day." "That's that's great. Are you sure that's all?" She asked cocking her head to the side. She was so interested in my life. "Yeah." I said smirking "that's all. See you tomorrow." Xx Ijah
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~Changing the game~ 2 "Hello." I said. "Hi. Now would you like to talk today?" I nodded. Maybe this was what I needed. To talk. The next day I had been walking through the mall looking for more concealer for my chest. After getting it I wasn't in a rush to get home. I walked in front of a store that does piercings and stuff. In the back putting up belly button rings was this guy. Black hair, a donut role, tattoos, piercings I could have fell on the floor. He was the exact opposite of Chris. I liked that. When I got over to him he was looking at one in the shape of a wing. I took it out of his hand. " I want this." I stated. I could feel him looking at me. Then he took it out of my hand and knelt down. I didn't even ask questions. He quickly put the ring in and stood up. We were really close not saying anything. "Zayn." "Symphony." "Good to know." "Great to know." He smirked before walking over to the register. I followed in suit. "Now if I let you walk out and don't look you'd be stealing. If you pay you'll be boring. If I let you and watch you leave we'd both be stealing. If you give me your number and leave, we'd be even." "Is that so Zayn?" "I wouldn't lie." "Well I guess I'm going to jail today." "Oh really?" He laughed. He had a cute laugh and it was contagious. Soon I was too. "No but seriously. That number. " I quickly put it in his phone and walked away. Maybe being good was overrated. Xx Ijah
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I just... I can't.
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~Changing the Game 1~
(Zayn Malik Fanfic)
"I loved Chris. I really did. It just… Everything happened so fast you know." I tried moving my hands but the cuffs around my wrists restricted that.
"Why don’t you tell me what happened." Mrs. Ransy said. I took a deep breath and began.
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"But Chris I don’t like your friends and they don’t like me why should I have to go out just because you are?" I asked following right behind him.
"Because," he said turning around quickly making me stumble backwards. "You don’t make the decisions here. Get dressed. Now."
"But Chris I-"
"NOW. Don’t make me have to tell you again." He said his back facing me.
When we got in the car on our way back home from the restaurant neither of us spoke.
"You really embarrassed me in there. In front of my friends."he said squeezing my arm.
I didn’t even flinch. I guess that made him mad because faster than it took to breath he had punched me in the chest then had his hands back on the wheel. I doubled over coughing clutching my chest. My face turned a deep shade of red and my breaths were short.
Do you think he even tried to see about me?
No.
After about 10 minutes my breathing was normal and I stared out of the window with tears silently running down my face.
"Look at me. Look at me." he screamed at me.
I slowly turned and he pulled down the top to my dress. He rubbed his hand over my chest. At first I was confused then looked down.There were big red splotches all across my bare skin.
"You shouldn’t have made me do that." He said quietly.
"W-what?" I was really surprised.
"If you weren’t so damn stubborn." He said hitting the steering wheel angrily.
I just sat there stunned.
"If you wouldn’t be bad! If you weren’t bad! If you’d just be a good girl. I know you could."
Now I was a little scared. Driving at night in the middle of the free way was not a good place to have a break down. Not knowing what to do I decided to put on a show.
"Baby," I touched his arm."Pull over let me drive you home. Okay I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being bad. I’ll do better okay baby? I’ll do whatever you want just let me drive us home." I spoke to him in a soft voice.
I’m guessing he forgot that I’m an actress because he nodded and let me crawl over him.
"You- you’ll do better right. You won’t make me do that right?"
"Yes baby. I promise."
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"Is that all you want to talk about today Ms. Pierce?"
"Symphony. Not Ms. Pierce. And yes I guess that’s it."
She shuffled papers and put them in a stack. As she walked away she stopped by the door and looked at me.
"One more thing. " I spoke up.
"Yes?"
"I think he was more mad about breaking my promise than anything. I always kept my promises. I guess even the small things like that have to come to an end."
She waited for me to say more but when I didn’t, just sighed and walked out.
Xx Ijah
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His eyes are beautiful…
~Lysa
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