EIGHT

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, his legs spread wild and free.

"What the f***k? you scared me." I yelled and placed my hand on my chest. "Don't do that again."

He stood up from the chair and walked over to me.

"You saw the picture?" He asked once again.

"Did you know about the picture? you knew that we were being photographed when you are touching me in your house?" I queried calmly and he shook his head.

"I didn't know that we were being photographed until I saw the picture on I*******m and checked my home CCTV footage." He said as he caress my face. "I am very possessive, Elsa."

"Who did it, who took the pictures?"

"I don't want to tell you about who took the pictures because I've already dealt with it, the only thing you should know is that the picture will be gone soon so don't bother about it." He responded and I nodded my head.

As long as the picture will disappear from the internet, I don't care who took the pictures. Might be one of the students at the party.

He wrapped his hand around my waist and draw me closer to himself.

"I told you the other day that I have a surprise for you today." He said and I hummed.

What could the surprise be?

"The surprise is that I want to officially make you my girl, it means you're going to be mine officially and every f****** body in the world will know that." He uttered.

What the hell?

Sometimes I wonder about the kind of weed Zayn smokes because his way of reasoning was beyond me.

"You want me to be your girl? You don't love me, Zayn. You won't be able to give me what I want, I'm not going to be one of your sluts. I'm not a whore." I stated calmly.

He grabbed a Loc of my hair and twirled it between his fingers.

"Who said anything about you being a whore? You're going to be my slut, personally mine." He corrected as if that makes it any different.

"You are sick, Zayn. I'm not playing this game with you I'm not interested." I muttered. He smiles and released my hair from his grip the wrap his second hand around my neck.

"But you're, you want me, Elsa. I can see it." He affirmed. No, I'm not.

"You are projecting your thoughts unto me, Zayn. I don't want you, I never want you." I lied. 

A religious and sensible side of me was whispering for me to walk away and leave the classroom but that sick and twisted side of me, the one that has opened her heart for him kept whispering for me to stay back and hear him out.

"Here is a proposal, let's make a bet."He said and I arched my eyebrows.

"A bet?"

"I will kiss you and slip my finger inside your pussy, if you're wet then you become mine but if you're not...... If you're not then I'll let you go." He said.

I won't pass the test. I already knew it before he started kissing me.

I place my hands on his chest, letting them stay there and letting him kiss me without restricting or fighting back.

I was stunned.

He sucked on my bottom lip and slipped his tongue inside my mouth. 

He removed his hand from my neck and cupped my breast. I shook my hand and slapped his hand away and he chuckled against my mouth.

"Relax, this is a bet." He whispered, his breath hitting my face.

He went back to kissing me, this time when he cupped my breast I didn't stop him. I couldn't stop him.

I moaned inside his mouth when he flick my nipple through my white crop top.

Oh, God!

I'm not going to win.

I was praying for him not to win and praying for us not to get caught.

What if someone walks in on us?

He pressed his forehead against mine as he continuously flick my nipple, over and over again.

I was sure that I already lost.

"I can smell your arousal, Elsa." He murmured and kisses my forehead. "You lost."

I released a shaky breath and stared into his eyes.

"How are you sure that I lost?" 

"I know more about you than you know yourself, Elsa." He replied and pulled up my skirt, he pushed my underwear to the side and slip his finger across my vagina lips.

"Oh my goodness," I murmured with my eyes closed.

He brought out his finger from my underwear and touched my lips. My eyes flew open and widened.

What is he trying to do?

"You're dripping wet, Elsa. You want my cock so badly." He murmured and smirked. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his clothed cock.

"Zayn Jr wants you as well."

****

I stole glances at Zayn from time to time from our table. Ever since I left the classroom he hasn't looked at me, I wondered if he was putting on a show or if he temporarily forgot about my existence.

"Did something happen before you came here? you have been looking at Zayn for a while now." Stephanie whispered. I looked down at my plate of steak which was bought by Stephanie and shook my head.

"She can decide for herself, Baby don't involve yourself in it," Ray said to her. I stared up at him and smiled appreciatively.

"You won't understand, I live in the same house as my brother, I grew up with him, I know him inside and out. He is not the kind of person to fall in love especially not with Elsa. You know the kind of girl Zayn goes out with; ranking from high-class girls whose families are either billionaires or the most powerful family in society. I just can't help but feel like he's playing her and I'm worried because at the end of the day it is our relationship that will be in jeopardy and I don't want that." She explained.

I understand her. And I know that she had a valid reason to be scared on my behalf. I knew that whatever I had going on with Zayn Black wouldn't last but why did I keep going for more? Why do I want more?

I smiled and cut a piece of steak and placed it on her plate.

"I will be fine, Steph. We just have a year before graduating. At the end of the day, we will go our separate ways and probably meet up a few times. I will be okay." I told her.

"A year is a long time. I am worried."

I raised my eyes and saw Zayn watching me, I quickly avert my eyes from him and stared at my lunch.

Who eats steak for lunch anyway? I should have just got a burger or sandwich like Stephanie.

"Hey, Mama." That voice. I raise my eyes and they collide with Zayn. When did he get here? I glanced around and the students' attention was on us as well, including Ray and Stephanie.

"Zayn," I whispered.

He took my hand and help me out of my chair then pulled me to the center of the canteen room.

"Attention everyone, I would like to introduce you to my girl, Elsa." He said and winked at me. "Whatever rumors going around is true, she is mine. And if we fucked is our problem, not yours, if I see anyone spreading pictures of her around, you'll answer to me."

I lowered my gaze to the ground as he turned to look at me. He placed his finger under my jaw and raised it until he got my attention.

"Welcome to the club, Mama." He whispered and slammed his lips against mine.

Oh, God. I am done.

One of his girls? More like one of his whores.