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Love Shot FIFTEEN
Zayn's POV:When I opened the door and see both of them together it was the apogee of everything for me.The way his hand wrapped around her waist firmly made me see stars."Let go of that hand right now," I said without even knowing it.Even to my ear, I sounded odd.Why did I say that? Then the guy started looking at me crazy and Elsa looked scared. Her eyes widened more than they should as she glanced between the both of us. I brushed my hair back and let out a huffed breath.I thought I was the anti-hero to their love story. "Zayn, Hi," Elsa said calmly, waving at me.I nodded my head and walked back inside the house."Is that Elsa?" Mom asked me and I hummed. I sat back.The both of them walked inside the dining room and greeted everyone."Carl, I'm glad you made it." Mom smiled at him as they both sat down on their chair. "I couldn't refuse the invitation, ma'am. No one will." He responded, a smirk visible on his lips. He glanced at Elsa and winked at her and she blushed. She
Love Shot SIXTEEN
Elsa's POV:As I walked back to the living room, I was already a mess.Zayn didn't let me out of the kitchen without kissing me like a maniac of course. My lipstick is smudged and my face is hot.I wondered if anyone would notice."Carl, can I talk to you for a minute, please," I said to Carl, he nodded his head and got up from the couch.As we walk down the corridor further away from the living room I kept thinking of how to word it to him so he not suspect anything."What's up? it is late we have to leave soon." He said to me.I rubbed my hand against each other and sighed. "Actually, I will not be leaving tonight I have a project to do with Stephanie so I'll pass the night here, you can leave without me." I retorted. He arched his eyebrows in surprise and his mouth twisted to the side."Oh, okay, I will just leave." He responded and walked away. I let out a sigh of relief and pressed my back against the wall."What is Zayn thinking? he is literally making things hard for me," I mur
Love Shot SEVENTEEN
Elsa's POV: He trail his hand down my body and then stared at my face, schooling my reaction. "I know that you're a virgin, Elsa. And I'm glad that you are. But have you never been touched intimately before?" He queried and I quickly shook my head. "Why..... Why would you say that?" I breathed, raising my head to see his face clearly. "Your face is hot and your breath is heavy. You look nervous." He whispered and trailed his hand down my stomach. He slowly pushed up the gem of my gown while staring into my eyes then pressed his fingers in front of my underwear which caused me to gasp, my face heated in shame. "What about here?" I shook my head and he let out a deep breath, his nose flaring up at each passing second. "I can smell your arousal. Your body is calling for me, Elsa. Your body wants me and I'll fulfill its call." He said and pulled my underwear to the side, before I knew what was happening, he buried two of his fingers deep inside me. I screamed from both pain and ple
Love Shot EIGHTEEN
Elsa's POV: I was stunned when I saw him sitting casually on the stool, one hand prompt on the counter, he palm supporting his cheek. I shook my head and blinked my eyes rapidly "Wha.... What are you doing here?" I stammered, fighting to form a meaningful sentence. "I'm here to see my girl, what is the shock in that?" He asked and winked at me. I became tongue-tied. I couldn't utter a word. Carl came back to the bar and grinned the moment he saw Zayn. He stretched his hand and shook Zayn's hand. "Good to see you, man." He said and glanced at me. "Are you here to see Elsa?" "I didn't see her in school today, apparently, she skipped school for work." He retorted and I sighed. Please, God, please. Just shut him up for me. I prayed. "Can I take an hour break? I need to talk to Zayn about something important." I said to Carl and he nodded his head. "Why not, you can go, have fun." I glared at Zayn, dropped the towel I was using to clean glasses on the counter and walked away. A
Love Shot NINETEEN
Zayn's POV: I sat down at the cafeteria, twirling my fork around my plate of spaghetti sauce but my eyes were fixed on her, the brown skin girl that was sitting a few feet away from me. She had refused to look into my eyes all day, she has been acting distant. I didn't like it. I didn't like it at all, so I planned to do something that would get her attention. "Jemima," I called and signaled for her to come closer. She slowly got up from her chair and stood in front of me. I tapped my thigh and smiled at her. "Sit down." She flipped her hair back and smiled before sitting down on my thigh. I glanced at Elsa's table and saw that she wasn't looking at us, she didn't even look a bit interested. Whatever Stephanie was saying must be getting all her attention. I placed my hand on Jemima's waist and sighed, thinking of what else to do. "Elsa looks different today," Jace said and I arched my eyebrows. Different? I didn't see anything different about her. I glanced at her once aga
Love Shot TWENTY
Elsa's POV: I shouldn't have asked him that question, I knew. But I couldn't help myself. God! Why do I keep embarrassing myself in front of him? Everything was just so overwhelming for me not to ask. He was being too sweet to me, too affectionate that I became confused about what was going on. He could not answer my question but I didn't push it either. I didn't want to spoil the moment. I was having fun, we were having fun, and I shouldn't kill the vibe with my inquisitiveness. I sucked on his cock just like he thought me, I spit on the crown and then lick him from his balls to the base. It was so erotic. I raised my eyes to look at him and caught him staring at me, he grinned widely which urged me to continue with what I was doing. I felt him swelling in my mouth and my eyes widened. What? What was happening? I didn't know. "Don't stop." He grunted and I continued with my ministration even though I wasn't sure about what I was doing anymore. In a matter of seconds, he
Love Shot TWENTY-ONE
Zayn's POV: "You've become distant these past few days." Jemima accused, her deep brown eyes staring at me accusingly and her feet rapidly tapping on the floor as she awaits my response. I arched my eyebrows at her as though she have two heads. "What do you mean by that?" I inquired stoically. She shrugged as she picks on her fingers. "You haven't been coming to me like before. You are mostly seen with Elsa Jameson." She murmured brokenly. "Am I not doing it enough for you anymore? You don't want me anymore?" I hate this. I glanced away as I saw her eyes clouded with tears and her lips shivering. "Stop the cap, Jemima. You know that I'm just busy. I have a lot of things going on for me these days." I responded with a shrug. "Don't read meaning to any of it." Jemima got up from her chair and walked up to stand in front of me. "Yesterday, where did you go with Elsa?" She queried and I slammed my hand on the table, attracting the attention of the students. My eyes met with that of
Love Shot TWENTY_TWO
Zayn's POV: I grabbed her jaw and squeezed it tightly until her eyes brimmed with tears and she was clutching onto my hand. "P...lease." She tried to say but I didn't let her go. "Why should I let you go?" I whispered into her ear. "You need to be tortured." "Just let her go," Max blunted. "This is meaningless." At that moment I didn't know what to do about Max's surprising mood anymore. Max has changed. He wasn't the friend that I once knew who lived for this life. Now he has become too cool and religious. I couldn't even talk to a girl without him getting worked up. I slipped out my gun from my belt and pointed it at her head. "what do you say? Should I pull the trigger? " I questioned. Her shoulders slumped in defeat and her voice was cracking as she tried to speak up. "Please... Please Zayn," she begged vehemently. I stared at her for a while and slipped back the gun inside my pant. I was feeling generous. "Run as fast as you can. " I sneered and she took off before I c
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