❤🌹HIS ONE
AND ONLY🌹❤
🌺Bestfriends turned lovers🌺
THEME～♡He’s a cold psycho, She’s his chatty little kitten🤐～♡
DO NOT COPY OR REPOST OR DIE UNTIMELY!!❗❗
SHARING IS ALLOWED😍🤩
By Fave Gold ✍🏻🧡
Chapter 53
🌹DON’T ki|| ME!!🌹
“And what do you guys do over there? Educate people that the female Virginia is tomato red or flamingo pink….
“Tiger!!!”. Emily yelled out.
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“What? I’m I lying?”. Zayn scoffed and Emily snatched her form from him.
“Don’t talk to me for the rest of today”. Emily frowned walking to the room but Zayn pulled her back and she hit his chest softly.
He then raised up her chin with his thumb so she could lock eyes with him.
“You’re really serious about this whole sh!t? What if you don’t get in?”. Zayn asked in a hush tone, rubbing her chin softly and Emily shook her head gently.
“I will. I already applied and I have a 100% assurance of getting in from the students union of the school, they’re huge fans”. Emily said in excitement and Zayn sighed letting go of her as he went to sit back down on the sofa, switching the TV channels like he was doing earlier.
“C,mon tiger. My slot will be here any moment from now. I applied for the first batch and after our final exams I’ll be on my way to my dream school!”. Emily said with a smile as she sat down right next to him, resting her head on his chest and Zayn gave her a questionable look.
“You’ve applied fully already? And I knew nothing about it? And…did you just say the slot will be here any moment from now? d@mn!”. Zayn cussed under his breath and Emily pushed his chest.
“You’re so annoying! What’s your problem with my choice of school?! Are you my dad?!”. Emily yelled angrily.
“Of course I’m not your dad but your boyfriend. There’s no way you’re getting into that school. Mark my words”. Zayn said in a more frightening tone and Emily stood up instantly with a glare on her face.
“I’ll get in. And there’s nothing you can do about it! And if you use your annoying connections to cut my slot I promise to break up with you!!”. Emily snapped before going into the room Zayn only just stared after her.
“You didn’t find the connections annoying when it got you a career”. Zayn scoffed in annoyance, his gaze darkened before running through his hair and his phone began ringing on the chair beside him and he took it picking it up.
“What did we discuss about? She already applied?”. Mr Delze said through the phone.
“Yea she did”. Zayn replied.
“Are you doing anything at all? Do you know how happy Chairman Powers is?! His people have begun persuading the shareholders back to his side. I told you Emily has everyone’s vote as long as she goes to Harvard! Or you didn’t get what we discussed last…
“Do you have to be so rude?”. Zayn interrupted getting to his feet with his other hand in his pocket.
“Rude?! Wow?! So you know the meaning of being rude? Between the two of us King you’re the one with the most ego”. Mr Delze scoffed through the phone and Zayn glared at nothing in particular.
“What the f-__-k makes you think you can address me by my middle name?”. Zayn muttered coldly through the phone.
“I’ll call you wh@ťěver I feel like okay…
“Where’s Caitlin? Put him on the phone I’m done talking to you”. Zayn cut him off and Mr Delze scoffed out loud.
“And you call me rude. You just addressed a man old enough to birth you by his name, you arrogant rascal!”. Mr Delze snapped and Zayn smirked.
“You can call me King. Why can’t I call you both Caitlin and Delze?”. Zayn uttered in a way that annoyed Mr Delze more.
“You…
Mr Delze yelled through the phone but Zayn hung up on him. Then he glanced at the room door making to go and knock on it, when the doorbell rang and he went to answer it.
“A package for Miss Emily Powers”. The delivery man said, handing a small rectangular parcel to Zayn.
“Please sign here”. The delivery man said handing Zayn a notepad and a pen to sign with, which he did and the delivery man left.
“I’m guessing this is the so-called slot. To think she asked for the hard copy”. Zayn scoffed unveiling the parcel as he read through the files.
“She got in? How? I thought I made it clear to…”. Zayn didn’t finish before rushing to the parking lot where his car was. He got in and drove out of the mansion.
“I heard the doorbell ring. Was it the delivery man?”. Emily asked, coming out of the room, already changed into a big pink hoodie and a jean bum short. Her hair was tied in a messy bun.
She looked around and was quite disappointed seeing no one there, except the door that was wide opened.
“I’m guessing it was tiger who went out”. Emily muttered seeing that his car was nowhere to be found in the compound, then she shot the door going to the living room to sit on the sofa.
“Should I just call Princeton? I mean…they promised the hard copy would be here before 2 and it’s 4 already”. Emily muttered sadly as she tried dialing their line but stopped herself.
“No. They’ll think I’m desperate. Celebrities don’t have to worry. If I worry too much they think I’m not celebrity material”. Emily mumbled as she held her phone anxiously waiting for Princeton’s call.
《THE RUSSELL’S MANSION》
“You promised not to get the police involved but you’d deal with him yourself. My wife who was deeply emotional refused but I accepted it anyway. But what did you do Russell? You f-__-king went behind me and charged my son to court! I f-__-king have an election coming up next week you’ve just ruined my chances of being qualified!!”. Congressman Donetello sneered at Mr Russell who sat smartly opposite him.
“At least none of your family lost their memories like my daughter did. And it all happened because your son won’t let her be!!”. Mr Russell replied harshly and The congressman smirked.
“How’s it his fault? Was it his car to begin with? Huh?! Did he force her to rush into a car she couldn’t drive!!!”. Mr Donetello yelled standing to his feet and Mr Russell ignored his anger as he crossed his legs staring intensely at the congressman.
“Lower your voice. The daughter your son almost sent to her early grave is sleeping soundly upstairs. So learn how to speak in a hush tone”. Mr Russell cautioned.
“Get him out before tomorrow, otherwise it won’t end well if i do it myself!! Cause the moment this arrest incident ruins my son’s image, I’ll ruin your son’s too!! Mark my words. The secrets residing in Dezz Hospital that you’ve been trying so hard to cover, will be out to everyone before you know it and your son will end up spending his entire life in jail, so do be clever as always and do the needful ”. Congressman Donetello said surprisingly and Mr Russell’s eyes widened as he rose up to his feet.
“Isn’t that the reason you sent him away? To erase all suspicions from your enemies that your son’s involved in the sudden disappearance of ten students in that school and you’ve been his shield so far?”. Congressman Donetello smirked at Mr Russell who was now glaring at him, before he finally left with his hefty guards.
Mr Russell picked his phone from his center table before dialing someone’s line and he picked immediately.
“Yes Boss”. A policeman said through the phone.
“Release the b@stard, and drop all charges against him”. Mr Russell said and before the policeman could ask why he cut the phone on him before dialing Zayn’s line but he wasn’t picking so in anger he smashed his phone to the floor, frightening Avery who has been eavesdropping from the stairs and Mr Russell’s eyes widened seeing her.
“Who’s to be released? And the person accused of the disappearance of some students,is it the brother mum told me about? The one that came with a funny girl to see me at the hospital?”. Avery asked cluelessly and Mr Russell sighed, staring at her.
“No. They’re different okay.Your brother would never do that, so go back to your room to get enough rest”. Mr Russell said as he also climbed up the stairs heading to his room, but Avery held him back.
“I haven’t seen Maxxy yet. You promised to bring him to me once we get home but he’s still not here”. Avery asked with a sad look on her face.
“Forget about him, He’s not worth remembering. Focus on regaining your memory first”. Mr Russell said, patting her hair gently before walking away and Avery stared after him.
《PRINCETON COLLEGE》
(RECRUITER OFFICE)
Mr Vincent was attending to some applications on his laptop when Zayn barged into his office dumping Emily’s slot on the table.
“I thought we’d agreed on this. Why’d you accept her?”. Zayn asked glaring at the man who had to wear his glasses before checking Emily’s papers and Zayn rolled eyes at him.
“Oh! We did reject her like I promised you. But then her guardian called saying that you changed your mind already”. Mr Vincent said and Zayn’s gaze turned into a frown.
“Guardian? And who the hell Is that?”. Zayn asked.
“He’s the chairman of the Powers conglomerate. He claimed he was her uncle and said you all changed your mind and would love for Emily to attend Princeton”. Mr Vincent said and Zayn scoffed looking pissed.
“That despicable old man. It’s funny how I’ve never paid him a visit”. Zayn smirked before facing Mr Vincent.
“Terminate each and every of my girlfriend’s applications. Be it the first batch or second, she shouldn’t get in no matter what”. Zayn uttered coldly and Mr Vincent nodded in approval, before walking out of the office getting to the huge parking lot he hopped in on his car before driving off.
Cindy, who happened to be coming out of the principal’s office, saw him driving away, and blinked in surprise.
“Zayn? Or did I see wrong? He can’t possibly be applying here is he? Or is it that annoying shawty of his?”. Cindy muttered as she watched Zayn’s car go out through the huge school gate.
《THE CLEARN’S MANSION》
“I’m not sorry if that’s why you really told Dad”. Prince said, staring at his parents who sat opposite him in their huge living room.
“Not sorry for what?”. Chairman Clearn asked in confusion as he switched gaze from his son to his wife.
“It’s…nothing honey. He got into a little argument with Tristan earlier and I thr_@tened to report him for disrespecting his older brother, so he might have actually thought I reported to you”. Mrs Clearn said smiling at Prince who only stared blankly at her, knowing she was up to no good.
“It won’t do you any good fighting with your older brother. You might need his help in the future, so quit your childish rivalry”. The chairman cautioned and Prince only nodded.
“But Tristan’s just a few months older, so they’re literally the same age and deserve equal rights to your property….
“An older sibling is still the oldest Gina, Nothing changes it”. The chairman interrupted and Mrs Clearn only secretly rolled eyes at him.
“I remember saying I want nothing to do with your….
“Will you just f-__-king shut the crap up you ungrateful child!!”. Mrs Clearn snapped venting her anger on Prince who threw her a cold glare.
“That’s enough! Well Prince we called you here cause we have an important issue to discuss with you. But first..do you like this wedding invitation card?”. The chairman asked, handing an Invitation to Prince who took it from him uninterested, not until he opened it and saw the names of the soon to be couples then he looked up at his father.
“Which Avery? Is it…the same Avery Russell i know?”. Prince stuttered with widened eyes and his parents just smiled warmly at him in response, while Tristan who walked in from the kitchen where he had spent time with Eva creased his brow upon hearing their conversation.
“Zayn never mentioned any marriage stuff regarding his sister to me”. Tristan muttered in puzzlement.
《THE POWER’S MANSION》
(The dining room)
“No way!! My mom’s on her way from work!! You aren’t sitting down there you wide hole!!”. Blaire yelled pushing Gwen off her mum’s seat making her fall to the ground while Chairman Powers only sat in his seat watching them fight as he ate.
“What makes you think I care?!!”. Gwen yelled getting up from the floor to grab Blaire’s hair and Blaire pulled hers also and so a fight ensued between the both of them.
The chairman who grew angry stood up from his seat, heading to his study upstairs till…
“Fake Powers!!”. Zayn called from outside and Mr Powers who wasn’t familiar with his voice frowned.
“Zayn?!!”. Blaire and Gwen gasped at the same time as they immediately left each other to confirm from the door, as they opened it widely for him to come in.
“Is it really him?”. Blaire muttered.
“Wait…you mean Russell’s so-called genius Son?”. Chairman Powers frowned asking Blaire who nodded while.
‘My hair looks rough because of this annoying thing. I should probably dress segzy so Zayn can finally notice me now that he’s not here with Emily’. Gwen thought to herself before running up the stairs and Blaire frowned at her, knowing what she was up to.
‘As if seducing my dad wasn’t enough. She wants to seduce my crush too?!’. Blaire snapped before going after Gwen.
“What brings you here…..
“Leave Emily be. Don’t f-__-king try to act like the guardian you’re not next time if you don’t want me to really come for you. None of her personal issues matter to you and it shouldn’t”. Zayn warned and Mr Powers broke into laughter.
“Just tell your little girlfriend to pull out of the power struggle going on in the company and I’ll truly act like we were never related”. Mr Powers said and Zayn scoffed.
“You’re fighting for what’s not yours and she’s not backing out without fully claiming what’s rightfully hers. I won’t let that happen”. Zayn muttered coldly glaring at the chairman.
“You Stan an ignorant young Ɓîtçh, just join me and….
The rest of the words got stuck in Mr Powers throat when Zayn blessed his face with a heavy punch sending him to the floor, with a bleeding nose.
“Did you just call my girlfriend a Ɓîtçh?”. Zayn glared, staring at the chairman on the floor. His eyes quickly switched to dark red and before chairman Powers could blinked Zayn had already grabbed his heavy dinner iron chair ready to smash it on his head.
“No!!!! Don’t hit that on me!! I’ll surely die!! I made a mistake!!!”. The chairman shouted loudly.