Ashley's p.o.v
I decide to come home for the weekend. I am starting to feel suffocated living with these rich kids. They complain about everything. I miss my poor, simple life. I texted Zayne and he is picking me up from the bus stop. It takes an hour for me to get there, but he is already waiting for me. I jump in the car and we take off. He takes me to his house. His dad is with my mom all weekend so we have the house to ourselves. I made sure I came prepared with the sèxiest lingerie and outfits to wear for him. We have a fùck fest and have sèx all weekend long and it is the best. I don't have a drop of alcohol. I don't need it to be with Zayne the way I need it to be with Michael. I look in my bag and realize I drank the last day after pill when I was with Michael the other day. I mak
