Is This Love?
Larissa Is Mine
Larissa's POV
The music was bumping. Every drink I took I was regretting. The kick back Zayn brought me to. He had his arm around my waist, and then told me I could go around, but to stay close and blah blah blah. I forgot to mention I'm hooking up the hottest gang member, and I'm nobody else's according to him. Well when I looking for the drinks I bumped into a random figure. Woah he was tall and had curly hair. Before I could fall he caught me. "Thanks for catching me stranger" "It's fine, it was my fault" he deep Bristish accent was barely hearable. "We'll I should get going" he grab my wrist kind of hard. "Wait. Where are you going? Maybe we could you know. Talk. Some place quite." His hand was still on my wrist. "Umm sorry I can't. I need to get back to my friends." "I'm sure they can wait an hour or two" "Look I'm sorry, but I really need to go" He wouldn't let go. I tried to get my wrist out of his grasp, but he was dragging me to a room. He was going to rape me! The stranger locked the door and I heard my phone go off a bunch of times. I was going to cry because I didn't want to lose my v-card to some guy. He started to pull down my pants, I was kicking and screaming. Next thing you know I see Zayn kick the door down. He must of been looking for me. "Larissa, take my keys and wait for me. I have to talk to my good old friend here." I quickly ran out and disappeared.
Zayn's POV
"Listen mate we were having some fun." "Same old Harry, always wanting what I have" "She looked fit and she isn't your property" "Leave her the fuck alone!" "Larissa is mine and ONLY mine! Fuck with her again and I'll shove your own head up your ass!" "Look at Zayn trying to be the hero! Fuck you Zayn!" "If I see you again, you better hope that I don't rip your throat out"
The music was bumping. Every drink I took I was regretting. The kick back Zayn brought me to. He had his arm around my waist, and then told me I could go around, but to stay close and blah blah blah. I forgot to mention I'm hooking up the hottest gang member, and I'm nobody else's according to him. Well when I looking for the drinks I bumped into a random figure. Woah he was tall and had curly hair. Before I could fall he caught me. "Thanks for catching me stranger" "It's fine, it was my fault" he deep Bristish accent was barely hearable. "We'll I should get going" he grab my wrist kind of hard. "Wait. Where are you going? Maybe we could you know. Talk. Some place quite." His hand was still on my wrist. "Umm sorry I can't. I need to get back to my friends." "I'm sure they can wait an hour or two" "Look I'm sorry, but I really need to go" He wouldn't let go. I tried to get my wrist out of his grasp, but he was dragging me to a room. He was going to rape me! The stranger locked the door and I heard my phone go off a bunch of times. I was going to cry because I didn't want to lose my v-card to some guy. He started to pull down my pants, I was kicking and screaming. Next thing you know I see Zayn kick the door down. He must of been looking for me. "Larissa, take my keys and wait for me. I have to talk to my good old friend here." I quickly ran out and disappeared.
Zayn's POV
"Listen mate we were having some fun." "Same old Harry, always wanting what I have" "She looked fit and she isn't your property" "Leave her the fuck alone!" "Larissa is mine and ONLY mine! Fuck with her again and I'll shove your own head up your ass!" "Look at Zayn trying to be the hero! Fuck you Zayn!" "If I see you again, you better hope that I don't rip your throat out"
