God dammit!
That bitch left me with nothing to write!
Just kidding, ily Fabiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
But srsly, I have no clue what to write.
I shall try to think of something, mkay?
LEGOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"Zayn?" I asked.
"Hey baby!" Zayn said, over the phone.
"Hey." I said, with less enthusiasm as him.
"What's up, Buttercup?" He asked, worry in his voice.
"Well, here's the thing. I didn't tell anyone but, my dad called a few days ago." I said.
"What? How did he get your number? Management changed it!" Zayn asked and I could tell he was freaking out.
"It's okay. Anyway, he wants me to go to Uni. And I want to, but I don't because I wouldn't have time to see you guys and hang out with you." I whined and pouted. He couldn't even see me so there was no point.
"But baby, you can't go. I don't know what I would do without you." He whined back, but his voice didn't come from the phone. It came from the doorway.
He walked over to where I was sitting on my bed.
"And if you left, we wouldn't be able to do this." He whispered sexily.
He nibbled on my earlobe as his hand slid up my ripped teal bootie shorts.
"What's this?" He whispered. "Since.when do you wear a thong?" He pulled the back and let go.
"Ouchie!" I exclaimed.
"Hey Frankie. Can I tal- HOLY SHIT I'M SO SORRY YOU GUYS I SHOULD'VE KNOCKED AND NOT JUST BARGED IN AN-"
"NIALL! Shut up already!" I said as I pulled Zayn's hand out of my shorts.
I got up and walked out of the room with Niall. I turned around to face Zayn, but he was right behind me. He kissed me passionately.
"I'll only be a moment." I murmured.
"Mmm. Okay baby, but hurry back." He said and I slipped away to talk to Niall.
"What's up, leprechaun?" I asked him.
"Well, uh. Ya know how you're really close to, um, Fabi?" He asked.
"Yeah, why Ni? What's wrong?" I asked.
"D-do you think sh-she might be seeing someone else? A-am I not good enough f-for her?" Niall asked and broke out crying.
"Shh, Ni. It's okay. Fabi would never cheat on you. She's not that kind of girl." I rubbed circles on his back and wrapped my arms around him. "Why would you think that, anyway?"
I pulled away from him and held him out at arms length. I looked him in the eye, but he looked anywhere else but me.
"Well, I-uh, I-i don't really know. I just have this feeling that she is." He sighed and put his head on my chest.
"Ouch, Ni! I have boobs, ya know!" I squeaked.
"Oh, oops?" Niall apologized and blushed.
I laughed and started to walk upstairs, holding his hand as a friendly gesture. I let go as I walked into my room and flopped on my bed next to Zayn.
"Now, where were we?" Zayn asked.
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I woke up on the floor.
"God dammit, this happens everytime!" I exclaimed.
I got up and looked at the bed. Zayn wasn't here....wahh!! Right then, someone poked my sides.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FABI WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU THINKING??" I screamed.
"Sorry! Jesus Christ, Frankie. No need to wake up the neighbors!" Fabi said, sarcasm dripping off her voice.
(A/N: but can you imagine that? Sarcasm dripping off someone's voice? It sounds weird, but cool at the same time...LOLZ......bye)
"Where's Zaynie Waynie?" I asked her.
"I don't know. Didn't you guys have sex last night?" She asked.
I nodded and blushed. Hey, my toes suddenly became super interesting.
"Heller Frankir? You der?" Fabi asked in a weird ass accent.
"Wuh-oh, yeah?" I asked
"You should go look for him. He's probably downstairs." She suggested.
I nodded and started walking out of my room. I stopped as I looked down at what I was wearing...a blanket. Eh, I'll be fine. I kept walking downstairs and I heard my phone going off in the kitchen.
I'm bringing sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
'Cause you're burning up I gotta get it fast
"NO ONE ANSWER THAT!! IT'S ZAYN!!" I screamed and ran into the kitchen.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hi." A female voice purred.
"Who is this?" I asked.
"None of your business. What you need to know is that Zayn is mine. An-" I cut off her stupid purring.
"What the hell are you talking about? And stop the purring. You're not a fucking cat." I said.
"If I can't have Zayn back, no one can." She said and hung up.
I immediately called Zayn back.
"Hello?" He answered in his morning voice.
"Hey baby." I greeted him.
"Oh, hey Frankie! What's up?"
"Not much. Um, where are you?"
"Um, I-uh, I'm at my, uh, friend's house."
"And is there a reason your 'friend' called me earlier?"
"What? What are you talking about? No one ever- oh. Well, I don't know. I'll have to ask her."
"HER?!?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING, SLEEPING OVER AT A GIRL'S HOUSE WHEN YOU'RE DATING ME?!? WHAT'S HER NAME!!"
"Frankie, calm down. She would never try anything with me and I wouldn't try anything with her. And her name is Perrie, Perrie Edwards."
"Oh, okay. I'm sorry I freaked out, babe. It 's just, I'm sorta on my period and...yeah, you know how emotional I am." I half-smiled into the phone.
"Yeah, it's ok, love. I'll be home soon. About 11, okay?"
"Yeah. I love you, you know."
"I know. I love you too."
"I love you more."
"Nuh uh. I love you more." He put an emphases on you.
"Nuh uh!"
