Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


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No one's P.O.V:

 

They spent the day, lying on the couch, Zayn and Emily, watching movies, drinking tea and water for Zayn, Niall and Harry. They were lying on some mattresses on the floor, wrapped in duvets, drinking nothing but water. After watching some of the newest James Bond movies, Emily protested and said that she refused to watch any more action movies. Louis and Liam had left earlier that day, probably to hang out with their girlfriends, Eleanor and Danielle. "What about Love Actually?" Harry asked, with a smile, and opened up the box filled with movies. "That's a christmas movie, dummy!" Niall said, and pushed Harry away from the movie box, then he looked down in it. "Titanic?" He asked, and turned to look at Emily, with a smile. She just shook her head, "No! I'll cry like a baby..." She fast said. 

 

Emily's P.O.V:

 

There was something about Titanic that made me tear up every damn time I watched it. I couldn't help it. Zayn wrapped his arms a bit tighter around me, and cuddled closer to me. "That's okay, babe," Zayn whispered, and kissed my neck. Making shivers run through my body, "Get a room," Harry laughed, and grabbed Titanic. "I've never seen you cry, so... Let's watch Titanic!" He laughed, but I fast said no. Zayn just agreed with them, "So you wanna see me cry?" I asked, trying to sound upset, but the laughter in my voice wasn't easy to hide. "Nja, I just wanna have a reason to hold you even closer..." He laughed. 

 

Days passed, in paradise. We were having fun, went to the out for dinner, to the ocean - but Zayn couldn't swim, so we just watched the sunset, we went to the movies. I mean, we had everything anyone ever could've asked for. We had the feelings, the laughs, the memories, the plans, the love, and each other. 

 

Zayn's P.O.V:

 

It's just the fact that one day, while Emily was hanging with Eleanor, Danielle and Clara, I received a phone call, from someone I really didn't wanna talk to. "It's Zayn," I said, after picking up. I placed my bowl of noodles on the coffee table, in my flat. "Hello Zayn," Her voice was easy to recognise, and it made every little muscle in my body freeze. "What do you want?" I snapped, and leaned back in the couch, resting my back against the backrest. "Oh, if you only knew," Her voice sounded superior. I sighed loudly, trying to fight the urge to hang up, "I want you to break up with Emily..." Just as she said the words, my heart skipped more than just one beat. I held so tight on my phone, that it hurt my hand, "Won't happen," I said, cold as ice. "Yes it is. If you want to save your reputation, Zayn..." She sounded sure about what she was doing, and that kinda scared me. First I kept quiet, without understanding anything. "Wha-what do you mean?" I didn't mean to stutter, cause that showed how weak I was, and that wasn't good. She laughed on the line, making the anger reach top. Every vein on my neck started showing. "First of all, I've got pictures of you and Emily, skinny dipping. Seemed like you guys had A LOT of fun, and then, to do this a little better, I took some pictures of her barely healed scars on her poor wrists,".

"FUCK YOU!" I screamed into the phone, making her laugh again. "How do you dare?! I swear imma, I... ARGH!" I hammered my left hand hard down in the coffee table, making it ache a lot. "So, what do you say?" She asked, and I could feel the smile grow on her face, as she probably ran her fingers through her curly blonde hair. "Let me see the pictures.." I snapped. "If you insist. Let's meet at my place," She said, "Jennett's aunt's place," I corrected her, "Be careful what you say, baby," She laughed again, and hung up. I threw my phone across the room, and watched it hit the white wall, while the screen broke into a million pieces. "Fuck!" I muttered... 

My heart was beating fast, and I fought not to let any tears escape my eyes. It couldn't true. I didn't believe in it. Still I drove to Brighton... 

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