Irresistible

Paige ReSmore was just a girl in high school. Every day she secretly sneaks in the music class after school and plays the piano- singing her favorite songs- nobody knows until Zayn Malik hears the voice. She runs away from him- making him try to find out who's the voice belongs too. Will she be too Irresistible for him? Will he find out his Cinderella...... c: Find out *Go tape that sexy Favorite button*

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28. Chapter 27

A/N: Ah! Whoever's name is Diana, you are so lucky! One Direction leaked out new song :c I am so happy ^-^ Addicted to that song <3 
I'm really proud of the boys :') 

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Paige's P.O.V

    "Zayn?" I looked at him. I backed away from the wall and began to turn around and grab my keys. "Paige. Look I'm sorry about everything. I know how you feel." He said. This felt eerie. I shook my head and headed to my car. His hands tightened my arm. "Let me go." I stubbornly said. "Paige please talk to me." 
"I said leave me alone!" I cried. Nobody was at the sidewalk. I growled and pushed Zayn,"I've been humiliated. In front of the coffee shop,Zayn. Do you think an apology would help my life? I deserve it." 

    "Hey, It's not my fault I was the one wanting sex." He raised his hands. I opened my mouth,"Excuse me? You're the one drunk knocking on my door, when I was in my room- you freaking pinned me to my room and kissed me. You were probably wanting me. So you better shut up, Malik." He smirked,"Pathetic." 

    I rolled my eyes,"Whatever. I don't want anything or anyone in my life now." I opened my car and jumped in. I began to close it and start my engine, Zayn did the same thing. Unbelievable. He just visited me and said that. Why is he always like this. First of all, I'm right, right? He did pinned me to the wall and smashed his lips everywhere on my body. Flashes of the sexual content was coming into my mind. The part where he bit my lip. 

    My body began to heat. Snap out of it! God. I drove home silently,listening to the radio. Again a song began to pop up. 

"Don't try to make me stay. 
Or ask if I'm okay
I don't have the answer
Don't make me stay the night
Or ask if I'm alright 
I don't have the answer...." 

      

Who were these people. " I find your lips so kissable and your kiss unmissable. Your fingertips so touchable and your eyes irresistible." 

    The thought of this song made me think about my life- then the words, Zayn Malik. He changed my life. His kiss. His eyes. And the touch of his. I smiled, this will be the song I'm going to sing if I past the huge test! Finally I found it." 

    "Teenagers, this was the song from One Direction, Irresistible." The announcer said. My smile disappeared. If I sing this, they would think I'm talking about them. I tightened the car wheel and shake my head,"Whatever..." 

      I reached home and hurried up inside. I sighed and grabbed a bag of Cheetos and ate them. Lonely. Always alone...My eyes bore down my chips which was half empty. I began to throw them on the counter and washed my hands. A knock suddenly came from my front door. It's been a long time since anyone knocked on my door... 

     I swear if it's Zayn. God. I looked through the peep hole and it was Niall. That bastard. He looked at the peep hole- NO SHIT! FUCKER! He waved and said,"Are you going to let me in?" "Go away! I'm not here, Leave a message or not! Please not. After the word bastard. BASTARD."
Niall sighed,"I'm not going until you open the door." 

     "And why should I?" I gritted my teeth. Niall didn't say anything but pouted. I felt bad because it wasn't a sunny day- it was a cloudy day equals rainy day...It rains in February. I looked in the peep hole to see Niall was there; but he wasn't. He was gone? I opened the door, "Niall?" Nothing. I closed it and began to sit on the piano and played some songs. I finally know how to play Irresistible. 

     "Shit! That hurts." A voice shouted. I turned around to see Niall in the kitchen. "Niall what the fuck are you doing here?" I put my hand on my chest- he almost gave me a heart attack. I walked over to Niall and saw his hand was bleeding. "Sit down." I ordered him. I sat down apart from the glass cup. I grabbed the medical kit and began pulling the pieces out of his hand. "Why are you here." Ignoring his face. 

     "To see you." He answered innocentlly. 
"Lies." I muttered. 
"I'm not." 
"Why do you come here? Don't you hate me. I thought you broke up with me. Slut? Huh." I growled tightening the wrap around his hand.

     "Ow. Look Paige I was looking out for you." He explained I cut him off."Shut up Niall you embarrassed me." 
"I'm sorry." 
"You're not. Just hurry up and leaveeee....Wait a minute.. How did you know where I lived?" 

    "Stalked..." He sounded ashamed.
"Ugh. Leave now Niall." I scouted at his face. He smiled,"You're the one cheating on me...Shouldn't you apologize?" 

     "What do you mean? " I growled. "Why should I? You're an ass! You don't come to my house and start saying shit." I cursed at him,"Leave!" My voice cracked. His face softened."Paige....I'm sorry." "I don't care! Leave. Get your ass out of my house." Tears were spilling out of my eyes....He stood up and sat on the couch. "I'm not leaving until you forgive me." 

     Why should I forgive him? Shouldn't I be forgiving him because I cheated on him? My heart crushed, I don't love him anymore...he isn't the one for me.."Whatever...." I rolled my eyes. I walked to my room and closed it...I wish I didn't exist. 

                                                                            ~*~

     "Niall?" I shouted. Nothing. I walked out to the kitchen- the glass cup was gone.No blood. Just a note. 

      Dear Paige, 

I have left to attend school, not like those kids that skip schools. Anyways, I really am sorry for everything. Even though you cheated on me, I am moving on, if you would like that. I know you do because of your act yesterday. I was foolish to sneak in your awesome penthouse D: (Lucky!), Guess you're still mad at me? Well Zayn and you are. I am disappointed in you too, I thought you were the one. I guess not. I love you, as always. I hope you're "cool" with that. There are many things I want to say- I hate you/I love you. 
Thanks for that one month. I remember the making out ;)...though I guess you're not the one. 
    
  Yours Truly, 
Niall Horan 

  I placed the paper on the counter- wanting to scream at someone. Who does he think he is?

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