Bloodly Nose

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Zayn

October 6th

I've been avoiding her. I haven't spoken to her for weeks. I can't lie, I kind of feel guilty. I just needed some time to detach from her before talking to her again. But knowing how stubborn she is, I doubt she would understand that.

I take out my red iPhone 8 Plus and i open our messages. My fingers waved over the keys as I hesitated to text her.

Fuck it

'Hey' I quickly type hitting send. I put my phone down and let out a sigh that I didn't realize I was holding.

After a few minutes pass by, I pick up my phone to see if she replied.. Of course she didn't. She left me on read

She must be upset. I definitely don't blame her. Ignoring her was a pretty dick move on my end, she doesn't have to like me back- I should've handled the rejection better. Even I have to admit I went about it in a childish manner.

I should go see her, needed to apologize to her in person. I unlock my phone to check the date. It was Monday- she's off on mondays. I quickly grab my denim jacket what was laying on my black couch. My mind starts to drift off to the night she came over. I quickly push those memories away knowing that it wasn't going to happen again.


I drove to her place and arrived about 20 minutes later. Traffic was a bitch

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I was currently at her door step debating on weather I should knock or not. Negative thoughts rushed in but I pushed them back. I took and deep breath and shakily knocked her door three times. I anxiously waited as I felt my palms begin to get sweaty. Just as I was about to knock again, I hear the door unlock. I fixed my hair making sure I looked presentable

I was greeted by a tall, slightly muscular brown skin guy with waves.

My heart dropped.

"Who is it" I hear Solé sing in the back

"It's some white dude with hella tattoos" he yells back

I hear her jog over to the door. She widens her eyes at my sight

"Heyyy Zayn, What you doin here?" She innocently asks with a high pitch voice

"Fuck you mean what am I doin here bruh? You not fucking answering my text" I roughly say causing her to drop her fake smile

"Give us a second Elijah" she softly says to him with an embarrassed look on her face

" ight' I'll be in the room waiting for you" He mockingly says before slapping her ass.

I felt my blood boil as I tightly clenched my fist. Next thing you know I blacked out. I grabbed him before he could walk away and punched his nose

He punched me back causing me to stumble back. I clenched my jaw and jolted at him. I recklessly punched him as my vision grew blurry. I couldn't hear anything around me. All I could think about was hurting this guy. I let out all of my frustrations on his face

"STOP" Solé cried out but that didn't stop me. I couldn't stop. She pushed me off of him and started yelling at me. I blocked her out as I starred at the bleeding boy. His nose was gushing out blood and his right eye was black and swollen. All I wanted to do was hurt him

"You need to fucking leave! You're not my nigga Zayn! You can't just punch niggas I'm fucking around with"  she yells while pushing me

"Bruh fuck you"  I spat before storming out of her shitty apartment

I stormed to my car slamming the door shut. I sat down thinking about everything that just went down, trying to process the whole situation.

Why was she fucking another guy already. I mean she has every right to but damn that shit hurt.

I couldn't contain myself anymore. A wave of guilt began to wash over me. She probably thinks I'm crazy now.

I angrily punch my steering wheel causing it to let out a loud honk. I felt like crying, but I sucked it up. This is what happens when I fall for somebody, I fall hard as hell and always end up hurt. It's my fault though, I lead myself on thinking that it could go somewhere even after she rejected me. I couldn't blame her at all, which made me feel even worst.

I saw the guy jogging down the stairs with a tissue over his nose. I saw her run after him yelling at him. He wasn't listening though, he completely ignored her while picking up his pace. He got into his car and reversed. She yelled 'fuck you' and stuck the middle finger up at him as he sped off.

She looks over across the street only to see me starring at her. She rolled her eyes at me then turns around walking away while crossing her arms

I quickly get out of my car running after her.

"Wait, wait Solé!" I call out while jogging catching up to her.

She stops and turns around with an attitude. "Fuck you want Zayn? Keep ignoring me. I don't know who gave you the right to come to my house after ignoring me for two fucking weeks, beating niggas up. Now you done' ruined  my dick appointment"

"I came to apologize, can we go in and talk about this?" I say softly holding  her small hands

"No zayn. It's fuck me right?" She snatches her hands away from me slightly scratching me with her long acrylics

"Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, that shit hurt me real bad. But it wasn't your fault nor did I have the right to fight him. It wasn't my place..I'm sorry"

Her eyes grew sympathetic as she puckered her lips to the side debating on forgiving me or not "What else?"

"I'm sorry for ignoring you, you definitely didn't deserve that"

She sighs "Look, I forgive you. But we friends and only friends." She says putting an emphasis on 'only'

"I respect that" I smiled

She tries to keep a straight face but ends up smiling. She takes my hand and leads me into her apartment

She closes the door then turns to me while leaning on her black door with her hands behind her back

"I missed you" she says  looking straight into my eyes. I could tell she genuinely meant it too

"I missed you too"

"This kitty misses you more though"  she says while she biting her plump lower lip

"Oh really?" I question getting turned on by her boldness

"Yes daddy. I know we agreed on being friends but friends can fuck too.. right?"

Without a second thought I grabbed her waist pulling her in. She stood on her tippy toes and slowly, but passionately kissed me. I broke the kiss and spun her around bending her over on her kitchen counter. I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle.

I'm glad we were on good terms again.

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