Amelia open the damn door” he shouted but I ignored him. The banging grew louder, making my temper increase simultaneously. Who the hell did he think he was, standing there telling me I was being childish or stupid? He was the one who'd jumped into bed with a skank while he was married to me! Yes,The marriage was more of a mockery than anything else but but I'd thought he had more respect for me than that.
I leaned against the wall opposite the door, staring at it as if it might burst open any second. I flinched as the sound of a fist hitting the door echoed throughout the room. I could almost picture Zayn standing on the other side, a vein pulsing in his neck, cheeks flushed and the top of his shirt left unbuttoned.
“Will you PLEASE listen to me?” he insisted in a resigned voice.
“Lea
