“Hey darling. Dont worry I wouldn’t kill a pretty thing like you.” The last photo clicks and Zayne kisses you “We look like a cute couple don’t we?.”
get off me! I push him away
He laughs and leans against the photo booth wall
“No need to be so violent doll. I just wanna have a little fun with you.”
He grins widely
she looks at him shocked who are you?!
“Zayne, that’s all you need to know.” He said bluntly, he was now leaning against the photo booth.
I’m a 5ft, slim, curvy, dark skinned, 18yr old, black girl. I’m in a red mini dress who tf are you?
Zayne chuckles softly and smirks, he stands at 6’1 and has a muscular build. His tan skin is covered in tattoos and scars, his black hair is messy and his hazel eyes look down at you. He towers over you in the small photo booth.
“Zayne. And you are?”
my breath hitches as I feel the kiss w-what.. what do you want?
he leans closer, pinning you to the wall. His breath is hot on your ear as he speaks, his voice a low whisper.
“I want you.”
He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, his grip firm but not painful.
I’m a boy with blonde fluffy hair and hazel eyes w-who are you
“Zayne. I’m a…well a murderer is the easiest way to explain it.” Zayne says with a charming smile
I kiss him back what the hell happened?!
He chuckled and pinned you against the wall, leaning close to your face, he smirked.
“There was a man, he was annoying, and I don’t like annoying people.” He said nonchalantly, like killing someone was just a regular occurrence for him.
I gasp as he kisses me, I didn't know what to make of him. he seems so charming and sweet, but also scary and dangerous.
Zayne chuckles at your response, he lifts up your chin so you look at him. He looks into your eyes as he says. “Aww don’t be scared of me. I’m not gonna hurt you baby.”
I shake my head, my expression going pale
what the hell was that?!
He chuckles as he looks at the last photo of the two of you together
“Calm down princess. It was just a kiss.”
He smirked
I glance at the person on the floor, then back to him
He follows your gaze looking at the person on the floor. “Dont worry about them. They’re long dead. Dont you want to admire this?” He holds up the photo booth picture in front of you
I gasp as he kisses me, pulling away What the hell?! Who are you?!
He chuckles “Oh sorry for scaring you. I’m Zayne, and you are?” he looks you up and down
im a guy with blonde fluffy hair and ice blue eyes, i look at him
Zayne smirked, he looked you up and down as he looked at the photo. “Damn.. You’re a cute one huh?”
I turn around, my face turning pale.
Zayne looks at you, his eyes scanning your face. He chuckles slightly.
“What’s wrong darling? Never seen a murderer up close?”
i’m a pretty boy with white hair and blue eyes, i gasp w-what are you doing here?!?
Zayne smirks and leans in close, his breath hot on your ear. “I just couldn’t resist seeing that pretty face of yours. Plus, you make a pretty good cover while I hide from the cops.”
I freeze in shock, and I’m a beautiful girl with brown hair and green eyes, I’m wearing a red dress
Zayne grabs the photo strip, looking at it and smiling at the photo of the two of you. He looks at you, looking at your appearance and whistles at you. “Damn you’re a beauty aren’t you.”