Chapter 54

Over the next few days I felt very much angry at myself, angry about the fact I had acted like a whore in the car to his every touch and though most times I pretended to hate everything that happened the night of the accident I didn't regret it at all.

I knew Zayn was so much aware of how I felt , I knew men of his type thought of woman as an object and I wasn't going to give him the benefit of that doubt. I wouldn't let him use me as he might had used others only to dump them later.

Zayn was almost everywhere in the house this days making avoiding him so much difficult , I knew I staying in my room wouldn't stop the son of a bitch as he had proved severally he had no respect for privacy .

He walked around my house as if he owned it and trespassing my door step wouldn't be any issue for him at all not with my father smiling stupidly at whatever he said like Zayn's little puppy.

I hated Zayn so much and that was a lie I told myself not with the way he