Delicious Benefits

My name is Linnea Rose. I'm the girl with the blonde hair, the blue eyes, and was dating the quarterback from the football team.

Notice how I said was?

Because of him that how it all started.

In detention.

That's where I met him.

Zayn Malik, the bad boy of the school.

The boy who would always get into trouble and mischief.

We made an agreement.

No Falling in Love.

Just Sex.


20. Coming Home

Delicious Benefits

Chapter 18

~Coming Home~

"Kiss me, and you will see how important I am."  
― Sylvia Plath

*Linnea's POV*
I walked around the crowded party looking everywhere for JoJo. 
Where the fuck was she?
That's when my a lightbulb went off in my head. 
The kitchen! 
The girl loves food so why wouldn't she be in there?
As I entered the kitchen I called out her name at the top of my lungs.
"JOJO WHERE THE F-" I say immediately stopping
In front of my was my best friend making out with a random dude. 
A random dude with blonde hair held up in a quiff.
Well this is awkward.........
"JoJo....."I whispered trying to get her attention 
I seriously needed a ride home.
When she didn't move her lips from the other boys I whispered her name again.
Still nothing.
I sigh knowing that this girl wasn't gonna unlock her lips from this guy.
Looks like I'm taking a taxi.
"25 pounds miss, please." the old taxi driver stated
I reach into my bag and pull out the perfect amount of change before handing it to him.
"Thank you for the ride!" I exclaim while I hop out of the taxi
Thank god I'm home.
As I walk up my flight of stairs I couldn't help but think about what happened a few hours earlier. Did I really just sleep with a random stranger? 
I guess that's what I get for being so drunk.
I continue to think about tonight, the party, and that mystery man before I felt my foot come in contact with the stairs,
Cause me to trip over.
"Fuck." I say whispering to myself as I hit the cement stair
I look down at my hands to see that they were scraped with blood from coming in contact with the stair. 
"Fuck!" I say louder 
"Are you ok?" asked a mans voice
I jump back, making me fall hard on my bum.
"Shit." I say slowly getting up and rubbing my bum
I hear faint chuckles coming from the hallway as I curse.
My head immediately turns to face the hallway to see a chucking
"What the heck are you doing here?!" I ask
"Uh....I live here?" he said as if I was stupid
I feel blood rushing to my cheeks. 
Why did I have to be so stupid sometimes?!
"Sorry." I murmur to the ground 
"Well you look pretty." He says
I feel my cheeks turn redder, if that was even possible.
"Thanks." I say looking up to face him
This time to see that he was closer to me.
"You should get that checked out." he said looking down at my hand
I looked down at his direction to see that my hands were now dripping with blood and onto the floor's cement ground.
"Ya I guess I better." I say 
"I better get going." I say awkwardly making my way to the my flat door
But just before I could open it......
"You know I could check it out for you?" he said willingly
I don't know why I answered the way I did. I was tired as fuck and wanted to get some sleep but, something pulled me back. 
"I'd like that." I say turning my body to face him
"Thank you so much!" I say happily looking down at my now bandaged hands
"No problem." I hear him say chuckling
Louis was actually a pretty funny guy. He was a great personality and for the past ten minutes he hasn't made me stop laughing once.
This guy was hilarious.
I look up at his clock on the wall to see that it was 1:30am.
"Oh I better get going its pretty late." I say looking up to meet his eyes
His eyes were so hypnotizing. The hint of green in them made them so beautiful.
We continue to look at each other, not making a move.
I don't why I did this next. Maybe it was the alcohol in my blood stream, or my just being tired.
But I did something I didn't plan on doing in a thousand of years.
I leaned in and kissed him.
I kissed my neighbor Louis Tomlinson.
And he kissed back.

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