You're No Good for Me

Prologue

"I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy."

"It's okay," Genevieve said sympathetically. She placed her hand on Zayn's back and frowned.

"No it's not," he said adruptly while standing up. Genevieve's hand fell to the bed. "None of this is fine. You make me feel insane!"

"I can't help that you're scared to be with me Zayn," she said while standing up to join him. Her brown eyes were wide and her voice was getting louder. "You're too scared and afraid of what people will think of us."

"Fuck off."

"You fuck off."

Zayn didn't say anthing. He grabbed his leather jacket and pack of smokes and walked toward to the door. "I'll always love you, you know? Don't forget that. Even if you hate me and think of me as the scum on your shoe, I'll fuckin' love you 'till the end of time." His voice quivered and he continued to stare at the door. Just as he was about to turn around, he changed his mind and yanked the door open and walked out.

Genvieve didn't even get a chance to say she loved him back.