You Stole My Heart

No one understands Cassidy Holt, not even her parents. Well, considering they're dead. Her only friend is a boy by the name of Zayn. He is going through the exact same things as Cassidy. They begin to have feelings for each other, until it becomes too much to handle. Will Zayn and Cassidy reunite their friendship and start it all over again?

*Chapters 1-12 are switching POVs, the rest are Cassidy unless it says differently.*


3. Cassidy's POV 2

I wonder why Zayn left looking upset. It's a shame because I was going to give him my number so we can stay in touch. After I thought about it, he was a pretty sweet guy. I caught myself daydreaming about him when the other two guys who walked in with Zayn each took a seat next to me.

"Hey, sweet stuff." The blonde guy said. "I'm Mike. And you're..don't tell me.. sexy?" He turned to the other brunette guy and they laughed. 

"I'm Shaq," The brunette one said in a deep voice, "And I want you sooo bad." He high fived Mike and I just sat back in my chair. I was getting annoyed with the two and how they thought they could win me over like that.

"Who do you think you are?" I said, disgusted. I stood up from my chair and pushed it in. I started to tun around to put my book back when Shaq grabbed my waist.

"I think we're two guys that think you're pretty hot." He said with an evil smile. 

I turned around and swatted his hand. "Get off of me!" I raised my voice. The librarian wasn't around and no one else was in the library, and I was stuck with these two on my own. Mike came behind me and grabbed my butt. "Touch me again and I'm calling the cops!" 

"Too bad 'the cops' are my father." Mike said and grinned. "Nothing you could do about us." He said moving closer. Shaq grabbed my arms and pulled me backwards against his chest. I wrestled my way out but his grasp was too strong. 

"Let.. me.. go!" I said angrily as Mike got closer. His hot breath was on my neck and his body was pressed against mine. I kicked him and he backed off. "Stay.. away." I said between breaths. I was sweating from trying so hard to get away. Just then, the library door swung open.

"I told you to stay away from her!" Zayn yelled. 

"What are you going to do about it?" Mike said, inching towards me again. His gaze turned towards my chest.

"Eyes to yourself, pretty boy." Ii said with gritted teeth. He looked back up at my face and pulled his hand out of his pocket. He slapped me across my face. I flinched and fell to my knees. My wrists were still locked in Shaq's tight grasp so my arms were held in the air. This is when Zayn lunged at him.

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