My Bully From Bradford

Hi! My name is Yasmin. I live with my friend Sammy. Why? It's the usual story. I'm an orphan. I go to Bradford High. After I broke up with my boyfriend I'm not that popular as before. Of course I get bullied. Will I fall in love with my bully?

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20. Big Sis…Big Bro

 I woke up to see Zayn half naked as always and I go downstairs to see my dad making tea. I helped him and sipped on my tea while sitting at the dinner table. " Why didn't you come back for me if you were alive?" He started turning red and his eyes got watery. He went up stairs. Huh. Weird. The bell rang. I saw a girl and a boy. " Yasmin! That's you! We are your brother and sister!" My mouth fell down. I hugged them, whimpering in my big bro's shoulder. He just whimpered along. Yes, they are older! " What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Ann and his name is Marzia! Call him Marz for short!" I laughed. There was a big difference. They had a strong American accent and I had a stronger Brit accent. Stronger then their American accent. Maybe they were born in the USA! I called mum and she gave us three a group hug. The apartment is very bunched up because I called the girls and the boys. I was making yummy toast. When I put it on the plates Niall ran in with three bottles of syrup. Weird. I went upstairs to go and wakeup Zayn and Sammy. Sammy was taking a shower. " Zayn wake up!" I started shaking him and I jumped up and down on him. He just grabbed my thigh and holded me down. I got alittle angry so I punched his nuts. He dug his nails in my thigh making me cry in pain! I think my future in laws came because Safaa came in and she went up to her brothers face and spit on it. She hugged my legs and took me downstairs. He gets mad so easily! I hugged Walhiya and Doniya. We had breakfast and I spent time with Azeez! He's about one and he knows how to run! But he's as small as a nine month baby. My due date is really close! I think it's in approximately two weeks. I'm having triplets. I'm like 20. I feel like a whore sometimes. But I know I'm not. 



We are getting ready for bed. I'm sleeping with Zayn sadly. I'm not gonna forgive him. I hit the pillow and I was knocked out.

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