I just text yo phone like 30 something times in a row
You ain't gotta lie cause it's going on 5
And if you ain't in my bed then you laying with a ho
So fuck that love shit
I don't feel none of that, like I'm numb to the pain
Said I'm done with the game but I'm still here running back
Cause I already know your lingo
You talk to these hoes like you're single
You know you really love pulling fast ones
Cheat, come home and act dumbYou and Zayn had been in a low-key relationship for a while now and he would act as if he wasn't in a relationship with anyone and it was kinda pissing you off. It was 5 am and he still wasn't at your house cuddling you and holding you so you called him. His phone went straight to voicemail so you left him a voicemail saying, "I just texted you 30 something times in a row and since you still not at my crib boy I know you laying down with another hoe; so forget whatever we got because I'm tired of this lying shit bye Zayn" and with that you hung up but it really didn't faze you because your mom told you don't love these thots. The next morning you already knew he was right behind you kissing on your neck trying to get you to wake up as he rubbed your thigh. "Baby wake up" he laughed a little with his minty breath sending chills down your spine. "You know I wasn't out with no girls I was with my guys" you just scoffed at what he said because he smelt dead ass like some cheap girl perfume. "Mhm" you had said turning to him. "Fine fine, I let a girl suck me up thats it no kissing nun" he sighed rubbing his hand down his face. "Just lied to my face when you came in here talking about some you wasn't with some other female but I already know how you do" you sat up looking at your "Boyfriend" but honestly you didn't know what to call him since he was screwing around on you.
You were so comfortable with him, and knew him so well that you know how he talks/the slang he uses.
He talks to other girls like he isn't in a relationship.
He thinks he's slick and tries to get away with cheating; and he comes home and acts like he hasn't done anything wrong.
But- you already know
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One Direction Interracial Preferences (BWWM)
Fanfictionwe can't all have straight blonde or brunette hair with blue eyes.