5. Chapter four
I sat on the bed, and stayed there for a while until Zayn rushed in the room. "You look beautiful babe," he said smirking.
I rolled my eyes. "Don't call me babe I've told you before, and you know it. We are not dating," I hissed. He laughed.
"I know what you need," he spoke, and left the room. Oh no, I thought. He is going to bring the weed again.
As I was thinking about what was on his mind he came back with a bag of green stuff in it. I knew it. "Seriously?"
"Yep. Come on, babe, I know you'll like it. Just try it."
"NO! Can't you understand. I don't want to. I DONT!" I yelled in his face. His expression changed. I got a little scared. Shivers went down my spine. He went over to the door, and locked it. "What are you doing!"
"You will be mine I promise." He stroked my cheek. I pushed him away, and tried to open the door, but I couldn't. I backed away from him as possible until I hit the wall. There was no escape this time. Why was I so stupid to run away with him. He is technically a criminal. My dad was right. "Let me go home.."