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Love Shot 30
Zayn's POV: I could tell from the look on her face, she wasn't sure if she could believe me or not. She wasn't sure if this was happening. I noticed the shock, excitement, and confusion on her face when I referred to her as my girlfriend. I also wasn't sure what compelled me into saying that. How could I make the mistake of introducing her as my girlfriend to Dad? That was a mistake, but after walking out of the office with my hand wrapped around her waist, and her body glued by my side, I realized that I didn't want to change it. I wanted that girl. A small hand tapped me on the back and I turned around to see Elsa looking so beautiful. Damn! Damn! She looked eatable. I just wanted to kiss the hell outta her lips. "Oh, my God! You look so gorgeous, Mama." I whispered into her ear. I wanted to fuck her, to make her mine at that moment. But I couldn't. We were in public. "Now, shall we start?" The photographer inquired and I hummed. Before we left, I lowered myself and pre
Love Shot 31
Elsa's POV: I stretched myself and yawned tiredly before turning around and my hand landed on someone's chest, I slowly opened my eyes and subconsciously a soft gasp left my lips. "When did I get here? How did I get here?" I asked myself as I squirreled out of the bed and quickly grabbed my clothes that were scattered all over the room. As I rushed to grab my leggings, the peripheral vision of my nakedness hits me on the mirror and I stopped, glued to the spot as I watched myself. I was stark naked with fingerprints all over my ass. Damn. The air around me thickened and sweat broke out from my body. Without turning around or looking at the mirror, I could feel him already. "You're awake, Mama." He kissed my neck and pulled me close to his naked body. My body shook and I wrapped my hands around my chest protectively. "How did I get here?" I questioned no one in particular, I couldn't remember what happened last night. He flipped me back and glared at me. "You don't remember an
Love Shot 32
Zayn's POV:I could tell from the look on her face, she wasn't sure if she could believe me or not.She wasn't sure if this was happening. I noticed the shock, excitement, and confusion on her face when I referred to her as my girlfriend. I also wasn't sure what compelled me into saying that. How could I make the mistake of introducing her as my girlfriend to Dad?That was a mistake, but after walking out of the office with my hand wrapped around her waist, and her body glued by my side, I realized that I didn't want to change it. I wanted that girl.A small hand tapped me on the back and I turned around to see Elsa looking so beautiful.Damn!Damn! She looked eatable. I just wanted to kiss the hell outta her lips."Oh, my God! You look so gorgeous, Mama." I whispered into her ear.I wanted to fuck her, to make her mine at that moment. But I couldn't. We were in public."Now, shall we start?" The photographer inquired and I hummed.Before we left, I lowered myself and pressed my fro
Love Shot Chapter 32
Elsa's POV:"I'm sorry to break it to you, my boy, but, I didn't ask you the question. I asked Elsa a question and I want her to be the one to answer for herself, not you." Mrs. Black deadpanned with a roll of her eyes then added as she focused back her attention on me, "so what do you say, Elsa? Do you love Zayn?"I was silent for a while..... not even a while, I was on it for a long time, and I didn't know what to answer, or how to say it. Every eye on the table was focused on me, I could feel their gaze digging holes inside my body. I winched inwardly and took in a deep breath"I do, ma'am, I love him," I said calmly, my heart felt at peace as I let the words out. I felt free of myself. I shot a glance at Zayn and my stomach dropped as I found him eating casually, totally uninterested in what I said. My face burned with shame and my stomach twisted at the blatant disrespect. I pressed my lips into a thin line as I focused my gaze on the food. I shouldn't have said a word.Mrs. Bl
Love Shot ONE
"Please tell me that slut ain't sleeping with my man." I heard a student say beside me.Bitch what man are you talking about? Everyone in Eastwood High is a boy or a girl. No fúcking man involves.I slammed my locker closed after bringing out my essential English textbook. The annoying noise suddenly quieted down and only a few students still murmured and I knew why.Stephanie Black must be making an entrance.When I turned around to look, it was just like I thought. I shook my head as I watch her flip her hair while cat-walking toward me."It's almost time for class, friend. What the fuck are you still doing here?" She asked me, I chuckled and intertwined my fingers with hers.I've been schooling in Eastwood High for years now and ever since I started I've been trying to stay out of trouble, it worked for the first few years but last year Stephanie took an interest in me."I was just grabbing my textbook for Mr. Hillary's class," I responded as we walk down the hallway, all eyes on u
Love Shot TWO
"Elsa, bring out the oranges I brought back last night," Mom says to me, I get up from the chair and walk to the kitchen to bring the oranges. "These oranges look supper fresh today, Mom," I say on my way from the kitchen, I stop in front of her and drop the orange on the small table. I flip back my brown hair and grab an orange from the bowl. I'm still thinking of what to tell her before I can go out. Earlier in school, Stephanie insisted on me being at her house tonight, I have been there before, several times. Her parents know me, they are kind people, but her brother doesn't like me. He can't stand me. He always tries to undermine me, to show me that I don't belong with them. I don't want the disrespect that will come with going over to their house but there's absolutely nothing I can do, I have to fulfill my promise to my best friend. "Mom, I have to finish up a project with Stephanie tonight," I say and she raised her eyes to look at me, she pushes her curls from her fac
Love Shot THREE
3 Zayn's POV: Her piercing brown eyes widen and she gulps loudly while glancing around her and then back to me. She looks cute. "Wha... What are you talking about, Zayn." She questions. I have been secretly watching her, the way she stole glances at me didn't escape my notice. I noticed her beautiful shape ass as she tried to hide them with those baggy jeans and trousers she normally wears, I notice how flustered she gets when I come near her, for years I have been watching her and waiting for the right time to claim her. She is my girl even without knowing it. "What are you doing, let me go." She whispers and I shake my head. I have been waiting for so long. I raise my hand to her face and slowly caress her face. She is a beauty. Being a biracial girl she has the beauty of both races in her. Her brown locks were taken from her father's race and it suits her perfectly, she is beautiful with them. From the corner of my eyes, I can see Stephanie walking towards us with her boyf
Love Shot FOUR
Elsa I don't think I heard him well. I'm not sure if I hear him at all. But the way he is looking at me as if he is waiting for my response makes my head dizzy. "Be mine," he repeated himself. Should I cry or laugh? Nothing like that comes to mind as I stare at him. Zayn Black, my best friend's brother wants me to be his slut. As in, his whore. I feel shame wash over me. Is that all he sees me as? Some girl he can have to satisfy his sex craves? I blink my eyes and glare at him. "I am not a slut, Zayn. I'm your sister's best friend." He stares at me as if I am speaking a foreign language. He chuckles as he drags the back of his hand leisurely down my left cheek. "Why? You are not anybody's slut but mine. You don't have a choice, Elsa Jameson." He smiles and rubs the pad of his thumb on my bottom lip. "I want you." He slips his finger inside my mouth and I do well by closing my teeth on it. His face contorts and I fear that he will also me but he didn't instead his grin wi
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