Love Or Lust (Part 8, page 2 of 10)

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Part 8

Once that black haired boy whose name is supposed to be Zayn looked at me and smirked.

Don't do it.



I'm already dying.

Have mercy!

I fell my butt over the chair and sank my head in to the table.

The teacher was sleeping with his hands behind his head and legs scattered over the table while we could hear him snoring.

There was no other girl there. Just the flower boys and me.

Wow! I'm such a disgrace to my gender.

"So what did you got?", said a husky deep cold voice.

Why did I shiver.

I know its the one.

Its the cold and creppy one.


"Jackpot", replied Zayn to him "They've agreed to meet us!"

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