CHAPTER FIVE

ZAYN

I got closer, only to be met with a douchebag trying to force himself on a girl. I instantly saw red as she pleaded for him to let her go, a slight tremble in her voice but he didn't budge.

“What part of let her go don't you fucking understand!” I rushed to him, throwing a punch right at his face to get him off her.

He fell to the ground like a spineless piece of shit. I was expecting him to stand up and charge at me but he laid there on the ground like a pussy holding on to his broken nose.

I hated assholes like this who only possessed power when it came to taking advantage of defenceless women.

“Who the fuck are you?!” His voice sounded more like he was whining like a scared pussy.

I knelt before him, pulling him up through the collar of his shirt as his head hung almost limply. “Do you know the one thing I hate more than cheats? It's scumbags like you who try to take advantage of women!” I yelled as I punched him again. “Don't you fucking know what a ‘no’ means?” Another punch. “It,” punch. “Means,” punch. “She's not,” another punch. “Interested,” punch.

His head was thrown back unconsciously.

Piece of shit!

I let go of him as his body hit the ground once more. He was still breathing but this would teach him a lesson not to be a dick.

I got up, already tired and wanting nothing more than this night to be over as I made my way back to the car.

“Hey!” I heard the lady call from behind me. I groaned in frustration. What the hell is it again?!

Fucking reason I hate getting involved.

She called out to me once again before catching up to me.

“What?” I yelled, pissed at the fact that she was already getting too clingy.

She stopped right in front of me, taking a little step back as she looked up at me.

“Oh um, I just wanted to say thank you, for um…for what you did back there,” she said in a low voice.

‘Yeah, whatever,’ I wanted to say but then I saw how she looked with her dress glued to her body like a second skin, the top of her cleavage exposed and her thighs on full display.

Scumbags like that motherfucker are moved by what they see, and right now they’d look at her and think she’s asking for it. Assholes. Every last one of them.

“Weren't taught not to wander alone, especially in places like this?”

“What?” She looked taken aback as she blinked at me. “I wasn't wandering —”

“You should thank your stars that nothing happened tonight. You might not be as lucky next time,” I said in a bored tone, watching her tremble a bit at the harshness of my voice.

She snapped her finger in my face, taking a step closer as her eyes filled with anger. “Hey Mister whatever you call yourself. Clearly you think you're some kind of hero for coming when you did but that doesn't give you any right to assume things like that. If you're just going to judge someone based on the ten seconds that you've met them, then guess what I think. I think you're an egotistical human that thinks he's some kind of saviour and the world should be at his mercy. Why? Because apparently you…” she stopped abruptly and the next thing I knew, I heard a loud retching sound and I felt something wet seeping through my hoodie to touch my skin and the smell….

“What the actual fuck!” I cursed, as reality dawned on me that she just threw up all over my body.

She fucking threw up on me!

Christ!

Before I could take a step back, she slumped on my shoulder.

As if this night couldn't get any fucking worse!

I nudged her arm but she didn't move. “Hey!” I pushed her arm once more but she only fell to the ground.

Just when I fucking decided to do something nice for a change and this is how the universe decides to repay me?

I squatted before her, placing my index finger beneath her nose to check if she was breathing.

A relieved sigh escaped my lips when I felt her breath on my finger.

I ran my fingers through my hair. “Get up,” I shook her to wake up but to no avail. I tapped her cheeks but still nothing.

I was getting really fucking pissed.

Not only did she throw up on me but she blacked out?

What the hell am I even doing here? I'm not entitled to protect her or anything. I've done my part and that's all that matters.

I rose to my feet, about to walk away when I turned to look at her one more time and I felt something twist in my chest.

Fuck this!

Before I could rethink my decision, I was already walking towards her and lifting her up in my arms before making my way back to my car.

I settled her in the passenger seat before I opened the back door and grabbed a sweatshirt from my bag to change my hoodie. After that, I got into the driver's side.

She was snoring lightly with her lips slightly parted and her head tilted to the left.

The audacity of this girl! After ruining my hoodie she was now comfortably sleeping in my car seat?

I scanned her and found a purse on her. I opened it and found her phone but there was a password. I tried to use her face ID but it couldn't recognise her in her dozed off state.

I shook her again. “Where do you live?”

She stirred in her sleep, her face scrunched up like she was displeased by the intrusion. “Up…,” she drawled lazily.

“Up where?”

She opened her eyes and closed them again. “Hey,” I shook her. “Give me your address so I can drop you home.”

She turned around, her hand flying to cover her mouth. “Oh my God, I need to throw up.”

“Wait–what?” I half-yelled as she toppled over, throwing up all over my car door.

“Fuck!” I pounded my fist harshly on the steering wheel.

“Oops… I threw up again,” she drawled, pointing at the mess she made all over my window and door, clearly out of it as she laughed before relaxing into the seat and dozing off again.