Zayn

*eyes go dark* Then don't cry when you can't walk tomorrow.

*raises eyebrow* Tide. Why? *watches her suspiciously* Don't tell me you're crying over laundry detergent now.

*He'd pick you up throwing you in*

*Zayn's smirk would grow wider* Oh, but I can. You're all alone, and I'm much stronger than you.

*Zayn's eyes would narrow, his voice becoming more threatening* So I can do whatever I want, and there's nothing you can do about it. *as soon as his EX walks by he jumps in the pool with you corners you to the pool wall, lifts up one of your legs, and makes out with you, his tongue swirling with yours.*

*grabs her waist and kisses her*