Worst Nightmare

Marisa has been in the same awful, scary town and is ready to leave, one night on her own she runs into a monster of a guy. What happens when he decides she's his and is dermined to have her. All she knows is he is her new worst nightmare, while he slowly slowly starts to follow, stock and scare her and oddly start to care for her, but can't express it in any good way. (One Direction not famous)


3. 3. He's The Guy That...

“Off to your room?” Zayn spoke. “Yeah right, how did you know I lived here and all my classes?” Zayn smirked. “There’s only one high school, and you look about the age and when I saw you I followed you” I started feeling really uncomfortable. “Please leave whatever you want I’ll give you but you need to forever leave me alone” He laughed “Why’s that love” I took a step back. “Just leave” he stepped closer, “I know your scared I can tell you hearts beating faster it kind of amusing” he said walking right in front of me as I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to look at him.

“Oh sorry!” My mum said walking in see the closeness between Zayn and I. “ Mum!” I said happy to see her which then made me become angry when she said “For god’s sake bring him to your room” My jaw dropped as my mum gave me a stern look. “Upstairs?” Zayn asked her as she nodded, he then took my hand and thanked my mum as I gave her a look saying ‘don’t let me go with him.’

“Lovely room” he said as he walked in. As soon as he turned to face me I lifted my leg and kicked him in his private area which made him crunch up. “What the hell” he yelled as he started gagging. Once he caught his breath he quickly straitened up and blocked the door. “You’re going to regret doing that” he said walking insanely fast cornering me in my own room. “I yell and my mum will run up stairs” I protested. “Your threats really suck, plus if that happens you think I can’t take her the way I will you.” I gulped, I didn’t want him hurting my mum but I was scared for myself as well.

“What’s your problem” I asked crying. He laughed “Haha nothing at all” I stayed against the wall, “Is this a game to you, if so you’re really sick” I spat at him. “Let’s make it a game, you’re the hot innocent girl and I’m the man you shouldn’t have crossed lines with, I’ll be watching your every move, every hour every minute, and continue to stalk you until I get you” I walked forward trying to show I wasn’t scared until he took a step forward making me go back to my place.

Zayn chuckled, “You cute when you try to show your strong. I’ll admit you are… but I’m stronger always know that” he said grabbing my wrists. “Wanna test me, try to run” I stood there as I looked away. “Just what I thought” I then picked up my knee and kneed him in the same spot as where I kicked. “God dammit stop that” he said releasing my wrists as he crunched over again. I quickly made it out of my room and ran downstairs.

“Mum Zayn needs to leave” I yelled. “Did you two fight? He seems like a lovely boy” I shook my head. “He’s not at all, mum he the guy from last…” Zayn then ran in the room. The guy from last semester who liked her” I gave him a dirty look. “No mum he’s the guy”

“Who is hungry” He jumped in putting his arm around my waist well putting his nail in my back. I held back my sobs. “So what’s for dinner? Zayn asked as my mum looked at us confused. “Pizza” Zayn’s face lightened up “Great” he said walking past me with a glare.

“So how old are you Zayn?” My mum asked as we ate. “19 almost 20” She smiled “My Marisa is 18 going on 19” He nodded his head as she looked back to her plate. Zayn looked over and mouthed “Marisa” to me laughing. What was so funny? The fact he now knows my name or it’s a funny name? My opinion it’s a really nice name. I ignored him and continued to eat. “Zayn needs to leave after dinner” I told my mum. “Yeah dinner was great though” he said wiping his mouth on a napkin. I smiled as he got up. “Remember you said you’d walk me halfway” he told me as my jaw dropped. “Mum I never said that” Zayn nodded his head “Yeah you did in your room when you tried to kiss me” I looked at my mum ho was interested. “Marisa if you said you would you need to, don’t be home too much later. Zayn thanked my mum again and went out of the room to get his stuff on. “Mum I can’t go I’ve been trying to tell you, he is”

“Marisa I’m ready” he yelled as my mum looked at me. “Go on sweet heart.”

“Agh” I yelled as I went to the front door and pulled my boats on. “Ready” Zayn laughed as I threw my scarf around my neck, for it was for some reason cold. I put on my jacket and walked strait past him out.

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