All Chapters of PERFECT RUIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ALIYAThis was definitely a bad idea. I knew it from the very moment I let Maya persuade me into putting on this fitted black dress that left little to the imagination and these heels that felt like I was walking on a death trap.We stepped down from our uber, the cool night breeze hitting my skin. I took in the long line of people waiting at the entrance to Sexy Peaches.“I knew we shouldn't have come here tonight. We're never going to make it inside with this queue,” I said to my best friend Maya amidst the loud music.If the music was this loud from out here, I feared for my poor ears the moment we eventually stepped in.“And who says we're standing in the queue?” she said, flashing me a mischievous smile. I knew that smile all too well and I definitely knew she had some crazy plan cooked up in her head.“Wait…what?”“Queues are for lame people, babes. We're skipping it,” she said, already bent on going along with her plan.I shook my head, not buying whatever she had planned. “We

ALIYA “What part of let her go don't you fucking understand!” an unfamiliar voice sounded right behind me and in the second that followed, I heard a loud cracking sound and his hand was off me. I peeled my eyes open to find him on the ground with his hand covering his nose and blood spilling from between his fingers. “Who the fuck are you?!” The creepy man yelled, pissed at whoever just punched him. His back was to me and I could only make out his frame from the black hoodie that he wore. From the looks of things, he was about 6’4 perhaps? But definitely well built. He tsked, kneeling beside the man on the ground. “Do you know the one thing I hate more than cheats? It's scumbags like you who try to take advantage of women!” He yelled, delivering another punch to his face. “Don't you fucking know what a ‘no’ means?” He gave another punch. “It,” punch. “Means,” punch. “She's not,” another punch. “Interested,” and a final punch before he let him go. The man on the ground dropped u

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

ALIYAMy head felt like it was smashed by a truck. I groaned in pain, trying to pry my eyes open but the pain that followed was like a death sentence.I groaned once more, regretting my choices of going clubbing with Maya last night as I slowly turned on my side, my hand pressed to my temple to try to ease myself of the throbbing ache, my eyes still shut.I hummed at the softness of the mattress beneath me, relishing in the oud and leather like scent that filled my nostrils.Wait what? The realization hit me like a fierce slap and I snapped my eyes open, nearly shrieking when I realized I wasn't in my bed.I ignored the pain that shot right through my skull and sat upright on the bed, my eyes widening at the foreign environment. Fear coursed through my veins as my heartbeat quickened and I could swear it could be heard from a mile away.I turned around and nearly screamed, shooting up the bed as I found a shirtless man laying on the other side of the bed, his hand beneath his head

ZAYN I ignored my phone that rang for what felt like the fiftieth time this morning. I already knew who was calling. My sperm donor, because he was nothing close to a father to me. I checked the time. It was nine forty and I was supposed to be at the office by nine. I wasn't particularly concerned. He could go piss himself and probably blow his brains out for all I care. The sound of my ringtone was starting to fucking piss me off. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand just as it stopped ringing. A message notification popped up and I hesitated opening it, but then I did, my expression blank as I read through the message. Dad: Where the hell are you? You’re a fucking disappointment. Do you ever get anything right? Every single time I give you responsibility, you screw it up. You’re still as incompetent as ever. Just useless. A complete failure. I wasn't fazed by his insults. It didn’t even sting anymore. Failure, Incompetent, Useless, Pathetic, Disappointment, name it