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Jamie is a sweet girl with a not so sweet boy friend.Read and find out what happens.


6. One more chance

    (Jamie's POV)


I once again for the hundredth time this week found my self curled up in a ball sobbing  like a little girl form all the bad stuff that's happened today.

Why me  . . .

Why I couldnt just be a normal teenager.

My phone started buzzing It was zayn for the hundreth time. The last thing I wanted to do was talk to him. He's been calling and calling me trying to make up excuses that I didn't want to hear.

Maybe everyone was right when they said he would hurt me I just didn't want to believe it

Right when I thought my day couldn't get any worse I heard a faint knock at  my door did he really come.

I slowly opened the door and there he stood with his head down and hands in his pockets

"What" I hissed.

He brought his head up and looked in my eyes "baby I'm so sorry I was.."

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR EXCUSES" I interrupted yelling tears now streaming down my face I walked away from the door and walked in my room.

"JAMIE" he yelled chasing after me.

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE" I hissed back at him walking faster.

"NO WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS" he yelled back grabbing my wrists rather ruff twisting me around.

"STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT ME" I yelled smacking him in the face which I instantly regretted  he looked at me I could see the anger in his eyes.

"WHY WOULD YOU SMACK ME" he yelled tightening his grip on my wrists making me wince in pain

"your hurting me" I wined trying to get my hands lose from his tight grip.

He backed away me letting go.

"Where we're you" I asked looking at him

"I had practice late, and i kinda forgot but its only because ive been busy" he explained trying to defend himself.

"WOW ZAYN I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU , YOU FORGOT, YOU DONT EVEN FUCKING CARE  ABOUT ME" I yelled at him wanting to slap him again but i controlled myself.

"YES I DO" he screamed getting closer making my back hit the wall  I shook my head as the tears fell he put his hands on either side of my face.

"Please don't think I don't" he whispered inches away from my face,I could smell cigarets on his breath. 

"But you don't show it you never do what you promise I sat there at school for an hour waiting for you" I wined.

  He put his hand on my cheek and brushed it lightly with his thumb.

"I'm trying" he mumbled pressing his four head on mine.

"Well not hard enough" I hissed pushing his hand of my face, he looked at me weird for a second.

"Who's sweatshirt is that" he asked rudely I felt my heart stop, Oh god when he finds out I was with max he's going to get so pissed.

 "A friend" I mumbled pushing past him and waking away.

"What friend" he asked sounding very angry. I didn't answer I just stood there looking at my feet.

"Is this friend a guy" he added I could hear his breathing hitch.

 "Max" I whispered avoiding his stares.

"WHAT THE FUCK , YOU WERE WITH MAX " he snapped making me jump.


He looked at me with hate in his eyes "how could you go behind my back when I asked you not to talk to him" he said more hurt then mad.

" Zayn Max is my friend" I said walking towards him and putting my hands on his face.

"It's not you I'm worried about" he hissed pulling me closer to him.

 "Please take that fucking thing off " he groaned pulling it of me.

"Well if you were there like you said you would be I wouldn't have to wear his stuff " I hissed removing it revealing my Grey shirt.

"I said I was sorry what more do you want" he argued running his hands threw his perfect hair that made me so mad how could he say that.

"ARE YOU KIDDING, WHAT MORE DO I WANT" I screamed at him and paused trying to catch my breath.

"I..I want you to want me" I mumbled sliding down the wall pulling my legs to my chest I couldn't take it anymore.

 "I do want you baby" he stated siting next to me pulling me in his lap. I laid my head in his chest while he rubbed my back.

"M..Maybe we're just bad for each other" I whispered just saying it made me brake down even worse.

"W..WHAT" his said his voice cranking I gently pulled my head up.

"Look at us Zayn this is not healthy" I  hinted tears streaming down my face.

"Please don't" he begged hugging me tighter.

"Well it's true" I comfessed standing up from his lap. He stayed seated with his head in his hands

"I won't let you go" he mumbled.

I knelt down I'm front of him and moved his hands so I could see his face.

"Zayn" I whispered he brought his head up and looked in my eyes.

"I'm trying baby please give me one more chance, I cant lose you" he pleaded pulling me closer pressing his lips to mine.  

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