Don't Tempt Me

I had everything going for me until my father died when I was 11. He tucked me in, he kissed my forehead, he gave me hugs, and he was my number one supporter. Now all I am is a bad girl. I used to be a good girl like the ones I would make fun of now. I don't care what people think of me wearing those short shorts that showed my smileys or wearing those low cut shirts that made it known that I had boobs. I hear them talking in the halls sometimes in my way to class. Comments about me weren't always bad. And there is no way in Hell my reputation could ever be turned around.

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30. Starting Off Small

Maia's POV

After a long shower and a lot of thinking, I knew what I had to do. I put on my clothes I had on last, so I didn't have any reason to give him back the borrowed clothes. Zayn was lying down on his phone. He looked up at me and shot me a grin with gleaming eyes. It was the type of look that you could kill for.

"Zayn, we need to talk," I had to make this precise.

"Look, I know. I'm sorry. I've been trying to explain this to you for a while, but it's hard to put into words. I think your amazing, and you deserve to be told why my last relationships didn't work out- especially Mel. And even if-" he began to go on, but I cut him off quick.

"Zayn, we can't do this anymore."

"What? What do you mean?"

"I mean we can't be together. I just met you two days ago. I lead you on. I'm sorry. Maybe it's because you are so kind to me or maybe it's because you saved me from being raped by my ex. Either way you are too nice to someone who can't grow attached to anything. Besides I think that you still have a lot on your plate as do I. Mel needs you and you need her. Not saying that I think that you guys should get back together, but you both need to figure it out. Thank you for being so nice to me, but I don't need you to look at me anymore or treat me like that. It isn't deserved. It's best if you leave now..." It hurt to say it all but it had to be said. The truth hurts, and it hurt both of us. I know this won't work even if I like him.

"Wait, Maia, you are making this such big deal. Are you serious? This is complete bullshit don't lie to me. You said you liked me even. We can work our problems out together."

I do like you. "I lied. You are just another boy to my charm bracelet." It was cold. I know. But lying was a true skill of mine that I wasn't going to waste.

He stormed out the door, pissed of our break up.

"Good bye, Zayn," I whispered. 




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