Amber's POV




I open my eyes slowly. God, my head is pounding my crazy. I take Justin's arm that's hooked around my waist away, throwing it on the bed as I stand up. I do a dramatic stretch and yawn.

"Good morning," Just chuckles.

"You have to get out of here," I roll my eyes without looking at him. While reaching for my shirt on the floor, a hand is felt hitting my left bum cheek. "Don't start," I bark at him as I pick the shirt up and pull it over my body.

"I actually quite liked seeing your naked body, why don't you remove the shirt for me?" He chuckles as he pulls my body back to the bed.

"I'm serious Justin, you have to leave," I push his body away from mine as I sit up.

He leans closer to me with a smirk on his face.

"Go," I point to the door after rolling my eyes at him again.

"Why?" He whines as he places one of his arms around my neck.

"Nicole and Michelle will be here I don't know when," I shrug. "But early." He pecks my lips. "Do you really want your girlfriend to find you naked in my bed room?" I push him away and get up from the bed.

"She won't think anything of it if I'm here, I'll just say you wanted to see me. I'll dress, but I'm not leaving," I hear him fall onto the bed as in enter my bathroom.

I sigh, knowing that it's a lost battle to argue with him. I have no feelings for Justin at all. He's just a great fuck when you need one. I open the water of the shower and adjust it to the right temperature. After I'm satisfied with the temperature, I step away from the shower. I take a hair band on the sink and put my hair in a messy bun then pull my shirt over my head before stepping into the shower.

"God Justin, why do you always have to leave my body hurting the day after we had sex," I yell at him.

I hear a chuckle from the room. The steam fills my bathroom as I let the warm water relax my muscles. The shower curtain opens to reveal a naked Justin. "What are you doing?" I place my index finger on his chest.

With a smirk he steps into the shower, closing the curtain after him. "I need a shower," he simply shrugs, reaching for the bar of soap in my shower stand.

I nod and turn my back to him, letting the water wet my hair.

A hand is firmly placed on my stomach as Justin pulls my back to his front.

"Not now," I groan as I push him away to step out of the shower.

I hear him chuckle as I wrap a towel around my body, making my way to my room.

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"Hey Amber," Nicole walks into my kitchen. I nod at her and take another sip from my coffee.

Her eyes fall on Justin that's sitting across me and her face turns into confusion.

He shrugs at her whilst taking a bite from his bacon.

"Michelle!" I shout after realizing that she's not in the kitchen with us. The plan was for her to come with Nicole, so why isn't she here yet? She better not fuck around with me. I groan as I slam my coffee mug on the table and walk out of the kitchen.

I spot her standing in the hallway with her phone in her hands.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I bark at her with my hands on my hips.

"I-I had a phone call," she quietly informs me.

I look at her for a good 5 seconds, and nod. "Let's go," I point to the door.

"Go where?" She frowns as she walks to the door.

"To get your tattoo," I sarcastically answer.

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"The scull," I point to the red and black scull on the papers the tattoo artist gave Michelle to choose from.

She looks at me with pure disgust and I laugh.

"On her right upper leg," I nod at her legs.

She gives me a disapproving look.

"What?!" I know it came out harsh, but if that's what it takes, I'm good for that.

"O-okay," she slowly nods. "I'll take it," she stands from her chair.

"Good girl," I wink at her concerned face as I pull my cigarettes and lighter from my pocket.

The tattoo artist leads her to the room where they do tattoos and I finish my smoke before joining them.


"Are you ready?" Chris-the tattoo artist-asks Michelle before turning on his tattoo machine.

She nods at him and close her eyes as she lays back on the chair.

This is going to be fun. I find joy in other people's pain, it excites me. Why? I don't know the answer to that.

The bell of the door to the tattoo studio rings, informing us that someone came in. I turn around in my chair as 5 boys walk into the shop. They look around and exchange words before making their way to where Chris is doing Michelle's tattoo.

"Okay wait! It hurts!" Michelle whines and Chris stops his work, sighing.

"I'm gonna get a smoke, joining?" He asks me.

I smile at him and follow him to the desk.

"Lads," he nods at the 5 boys.

They turn around following us to the desk.

I take my time observing each of them. God, I have some plans with them!

I lick my lips to moist them when a voice breaks the movement of my tongue.

"I can wait," a thick accent talks to Chris after he informed the boy that he's busy with a client.

I look up to find the most beautiful hazel eyes I've ever seen staring at me. He has dark hair and beautiful skin. And his body. Damn.

"I'm Zayn," he holds his hand out for me to shake.

A shiver runs down my spine at his voice and I smile-for the first time in my life, an actual smile-at the boy.

"Amber," I shake his hand.

Notes

So here's the second chapter.
I know that most people have read so many fan fictions about gangs and so forth, but this one will be different, I promise. So give it a try please?

Anyway, like I said in the first chapter, I'll do two updates wthout a vote, so here's the second update.

I'll only update again after receiving another vote.

1more vote=1 more update
no more votes=no more updates



then I have a favor to ask, please read my other stories

1) Bought By a Celebrity-I'm working on it with a friend, it's a Harry fan fiction.
2) Leave Your Lover-It's a Louis fan fiction, but there's a few twists with Liam
3) He Tells A Story-It's a Niall fanfiction.

This will be my first fan fiction about Zayn, so I hope it goes well :3


feel free to comment your stories, I need to read something new /: