Zayn

you're locked in a room with a handsome boy.

you live in a society where you're locked in a room when you turn eighteen.

the room is either filled with people who will be nice to you or people who will be mean to you.

on your eighteenth birthday you pick a note.

unfortunately you chose the note that said "people who will be mean to you."

more bad news...you walk in and see your friends.

besides a few strangers, most of the people in the room are or were your friends.

you have to live in the room for five months.

if you can't do it, your whole life will be unlucky.

after a couple months, you start defending yourself against your friends.

they try to make fun of you, but you bite back.

one day you're doing just that. one of your friends call you a "fugly troll" and you call her a "brainless bitch."

no one notices the hot guy sitting behind you.

he joined the room when everyone was sleeping and went unnoticed.

you're arguing with your friend when someone opens the door to the room, it's the owner.

"if you haven't noticed," he says, "you have a new roommate...my son, Zayn."

the owner glances behind you.

suddenly hands move around your waist and someone digs their head into your neck.

...

the owner crosses his arms, "Zayn, no messing with the participants."

you turn around quickly.

a boy your age smirks, "but this one's hot."

you glare at him but his smirk just grows bigger.