Forbidden Love

17 year old Chloe has just moved out of her parents house into her own apartment in London, when she falls in love with the boy a few doors down. She knows it's wrong but she just can't fight it. Will love ever find a way for the young couple?

Guys this is a lot like my other Movella (ie- a bit naughty, my name) so yessssssssss enjoy


21. Unwanted Company


Chloe's P.O.V




The drive back to my apartment dragged, I didn't want Zayn in the car with me. I packed up to get away from my problems and one of them has just followed me here. As I pulled into my reserved spot, I glanced across at Zayn to find him biting his nails,


"Hey, are you okay?" I slightly raised an eyebrow at him as I removed myself from the car, ignoring the rest of the stuff placed in the back. I stood near the car waiting for him to get out, but he didn't; I leaned over and knocked on the drivers window, making Zayn jump and almost immediately remove himself from my car so I could lock it. He took my hand tight in his as we walked into the building and I noticed his palms were already sweating, the elevator ride was exactly the same as the car journey, slow and silent. As the doors opened, Zayn's hand yanked me out and towards my door, I fumbled in my bag for the keys and I could sense he was getting agitated,


"God, just let me find them!" He shouted, in that moment I wished for Harry to burst out of his apartment and hold me in his arms, but I knew he was far from home and I'd left him stranded. Eventually finding them, Zayn hurriedly unlocked the door and ushered me in impatiently, truth behold, I was scared. 

"Make me a drink" he demanded whilst shutting and ensuring all the locks on my door were locked, I frowned at the new side of Zayn I'd never seen before while walking to the fridge.

"Coke or lemonade?" I stutter,

"Lemonade, hurry up I'm thirsty" I silently poured the lemonade into the glass and handed it to him, he took it from my hand and gulped it down, ensuring nothing was left and shoved the glass back at me. Placing it in the sink, I walked over to my phone to check the time and to text my mom about going to stay at home for a few days, I felt Zayn's eyes burning into me as I strolled across the room to where I'd placed it when I'd come in, once I'd reached the coffee table and noticed it wasn't there I quickly looked up to Zayn and frowned. 

"I have to be somewhere, I'll see you soon." He nodded in my direction before unlocking the door and walking out, slamming the door behind him. A few seconds later a few light knocks tapped on the door, I thought nothing of it just that maybe Zayn had left his phone or something so I edged my way towards the door and opened it carefully to see a very unexpected face smirking at me. Jordan the waiter. He pushed his way in and sat himself down on the sofa,

"Hey, wh... what are you doing here?" I stumble in confusion,

"Didn't hear back from you, was I that bad of a date? God you should've just said before I went and fucked loads of girls over for you. You pathetic bitch" He spat harshly at me before pulling out what looked like my phone, same case and everything. 

"How have you got that?" I muttered,

He grinned at me and then suddenly dropped it face down on the floor in front of me, I gasped as he stood up and placed all his weight onto it and I heard it crack,

"What the fuck?!" I almost shout in fear and anger, I could see the rage build up in Jordan's eyes as he stormed over to me and grabbed my face, denting my cheeks with his fingers and smirking,

"Speak to me like that again and it'll be worse" he warned before letting go of my face and walking calmly back to his seat. "Now bedroom" he demanded once again, I frowned but didn't move, 

"I said... Bedroom" I did as I was told and walked precariously towards my bedroom. As we step foot into the room, Jordan pushes at my chest and I fall back onto the bed, I watched as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans, he glared at me then at my shorts.

"Off" he ordered and I shook my head, biting my lip.

"Fine, if you want to do it the hard way" he sighed, storming over to the bed and literally ripping the shorts off of my legs, leaving scratches where the metal had ripped at my skin from the force. I gulped as Jordan licked his lips at the sight of me in my underwear,

"Jordan please" I whimpered in fear. I knew exactly what was going to happen as he pulled his boxers down and ripped my underwear off my body. I didn't want to lose my virginity like this, this isn't how I'd planned it since my 15th birthday, not like this. 


He clambered on top of me and began roughly kissing at my neck, it didn't feel good. Not one bit. "Jordan, please stop." I almost cried as I felt his tip near my entrance, I felt him laugh into my neck, 

"Don't pretend you're not loving this baby" he whispered before planting a sloppy kiss onto my lips before thrusting himself all the way inside of me, I cried, a lot. 

"Jordan you're hurting me please" I almost screamed in hope somebody would hear me and come to my rescue, he didn't stop. His pace only increased and it was hurting me so bad, the pleasurable grunts escaping his mouth made me feel more sick, the fact he was enjoying this. The man I thought was such a gentlemen had turned out to be a monster. I could feel the sheets below me dampen fast as my tears fell down my face in pure agony, in so much pain I couldn't even scream because it hurt to even talk. That's when his thrusts got sloppy and his disgusting kisses on my neck got wetter, he was almost done. It was almost over. 

"Harry" I finally managed to whimper and that's when he stopped. The pain rushed through my body once more as he slammed himself with all his might into me, then pulled out. Collapsing next to me, 

"Hope you enjoyed that, beautiful" he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand and pulled me closer to him, bringing the duvet over us both. I faced away from him and cried all night as I listened to the sound of him breathing, I missed Harry. There was nothing more to it, I just got raped and Harry wasn't there to save me because I screwed things up.




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