Love Shot

"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

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

Elsa Jameson:"When can I begin working, then?" I ask him a question as he works on preparing beverages for guests.I want to get to work right away. I need to be able to earn some money before the month is out because I don't have time."You just arrived, and since you'll only be working part-time, we haven't even discussed your remuneration yet." He says as he gives me two drinks in glasses. I take the glasses and walk over to the table, where I place the drink before returning to Carl."So, how much will you be paying me? I'll start working right now, so we must arrange everything." I answered. Carl sighed and set his palms on the table while maintaining a straight face."So, how much will you be paying me? I'll start working right now, so we must arrange everything." I answered. Carl sighed, put his hands on the table, and fixed his gaze on mine.Wow, what a handsome guy.He was almost the same height as Zayn at 6'3". His intensely blue eyes stared right into mine."Since there ar

I was stunned, confused, and helpless. Everyone was staring at me waiting to see what I'll do next. I couldn't just leave your class so I stayed by first the board and try to keep myself calm.Just then the door was pushed open, and Zayn and his friends walk in."Don't react, don't say anything," Stephanie muttered.I wasn't planning on saying anything to him at the moment.Our history teacher walked in and I quickly brought out my book from my backpack."Hello students and good morning, today we are going to talk about the incident that shook up the United States of America and beyond, the 9/11 incident." She said.Oh, s***. How many times am I going to hear about this over and over again?It is lunch break and Stephanie already left with her boyfriend, I grabbed my bag and made my way to the door. It was just me in the class."What is wrong with you? did you see the picture?" A voice asked me. I screamed and jumped back in fright only to see Zayn sitting down leisurely on a chair,

Elsa Jameson:His smile scares me. The way he quietly stared at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him. He smirked and arched his eyebrow."How am I looking at you?" He questioned mockingly.I don't even know what to say to him. Zayn was built differently.A guy that can smile in a second and also frown in the next."It is late, why are you calling me by now?" I asked him. He shrugged casually, propping himself on one hand while staring at me. The soft glow from his nightstand lamp makes his face soften a bit.As I look at him I have a lot to say to him. A lot of things to ask him but I wasn't sure if I should go ahead with it."Say whatever you are thinking." He said to me, catching me off guard. I blushed and relaxed my head on my pillow."You can't sleep?" I asked him."Why can't I sleep?" He inquired. I don't know.I knew that his upcoming game is very important and I felt like he must be nervous about it. But at the end of the day, he is Shane Black's son. I've