Zayn’s POV:
We were in CA, finally. Where (Y/N) lives. She still never texted me back or called. Once we got here though, they boys immediately left saying they were gonna go eat pizza. Not inviting me. Fine whatever. I figured I’d text her one more time. Of course she didn’t reply. I finally gave up and just got in my car and drove around. This is where we grew up together as kids. A bunch of memories were here for me. The park we’d go to to get away, our high school, my old house, and then her house. I drove by but didn’t see any cars in the driveway. When we left, she didn’t have a car yet, so I didn’t even know if she had one now. I heard Niall say something about pizza and I knew there was only one pizza place in town. So I drove over there, and sure enough, Niall’s car was there. I pulled into the parking lot and figured I’d just show up and see what they were doing. But when I walked in, out of all the places to be, (Y/N) was here, with the boys. And someone else?

Your POV:
I could feel my eyes freeze on Zayn, and I knew the boys noticed me too because they followed to where I looked. Their faces grew serious when they saw Zayn. I finally looked away as Zayn started walking over to us. “Am I missing something?” Trever asked. I didn’t want to lie to him. “Remember in the beginning when I said I had a bad break up?” He nodded his head. “Well this is the guy. He’s part of their band.” Trever didn’t look mad, which I was glad for. “(Y/N) I’m sorry, we didn’t tell him we were coming here.” Louis leaned in and said. “It’s ok Lou.” Zayn finally reached our table and then just stood there. When I looked at him, I thought I would feel hatred towards him, anger, anything. But instead, I just felt nothing. I knew in the beginning, that in order for me to move on, I had to forgive him for what he did. And since I already did that, I felt nothing when seeing him. “Zayn, what’s up man?” Niall asked suspiciously. He just continued to look at me. That’s when Trev took the initiative to get up and introduce himself. And I tried so hard to hold back my laugh. “Zayn right? I’m Trever. Her boyfriend. Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand and Zayn just looked at him shocked.

Zayn’s POV:
Her boyfriend? She had a boyfriend? And he was freakin blonde?! I had no clue why I was suddenly feeling jealous, but you don’t know how bad I wanted to hit the guy. But I held myself back because I didn’t want to act like an idiot in front of (Y/N). So after just looking at ‘Trever’, I finally shook his hand lightly. Then he just sat down. I was at a loss for words. Seeing her again, all my feelings came back unexpectedly. I went back to looking at her. I expected her to avoid my gaze, but instead, she looked me straight in the eyes. She really moved on then. Because if she still loved me, she wouldn’t be able to hold my stare then. Wow. I felt stupid for feelings these things. It was like I was seeing her for the first time again. “Zayn.” She finally spoke to me. “(Y/N), um hi.” “Can we help you?” I didn’t know what to say, but I knew I didn’t want to be here anymore, so I made up some bullshit excuse. “I, um, lost my key so I came to get one of the boys’.” I looked at them and they knew I was lying. But Niall gave in and gave me his. I said thank you and just walked out. But before I got back into my car, I looked back at them through the window. They were all smiling and laughing with each other. And when I saw her look at her now boyfriend, I knew the look. Because that was the way she used to look at me. And I knew then, that even though I had lost her, I still loved her. I drove back to the hotel and just sat in my room. I was glad I had my own room because it gave me time to think. I went over everything in my head. How could I be feeling like this when me and Carly just broke up? I told Carly I loved her and not even 4 months later I’m falling in love with (Y/N) again? What the hell. But I couldn’t control my emotions. Was I just trying to convince myself to love Carly to get over (Y/N)? I had never asked myself that or even thought about that. Because when I told (Y/N) that, I believed it was true. But now looking back, I knew it wasn’t the day I woke up without her. I just used Carly to replace her because I wanted her back so much but I didn’t want to admit it to myself. Gosh, how screwed up am I? I still wanted to tell (Y/N) I was sorry for what I did, so I tried one last time to text her.

Your POV:
We had just finished eating with the boys and they were leaving. “Thank you guys for coming. I’m glad you guys got to meet him.” I hugged all of them. “No problem love, we loved seeing you again. We’ll be here for a couple of days so maybe we can hang out again. You know, if you can handle our crazy schedule.” Liam said winking at me. “Pssh, I grew up with it, I can fit myself in aha.” “But really (Y/N), we’re glad to see you happy, and Trever, he’s a keeper. I can tell.” I laughed and thanked Harry for that. “And we apologize about the Zayn thing, we didn’t know he would come here.” “You know what, it was ok. I thought I would feel anger when I saw him, but I just felt nothing. So it’s ok boys.” “Alright, well we’ll see you laters babe. Bye!” We all said bye and they left. I went back to Trever and he drove me home. “I hope that wasn’t awkward for you babe.” He just laughed. “No it wasn’t. I thought it would be when you said that was the guy you used to date, but I think I handled myself well.” All I could do was smile. Honestly he was the best man ever. “Yes, yes you did. You were the bigger person. So thank you.” “Anything for you love. Plus aside from that, the boys are cool. They’re not uptight like most famous people, so it was nice just to talk. Plus I finally had guys to talk to.” He winked at me and I just laughed. “Ahh, I love you trever.” Before I could stop myself, that last part slipped out. I closed my eyes and silently said ‘oh shit’. I didn’t mean to say that. Shit what if he doesn’t say it back! But when I opened my eyes, he was just smiling at me. “I was waiting for you to say that. I love you too babe.” He grabbed my face and kissed me. I instantly relaxed in his arms. I really did love this boy. “I was so scared you wouldn’t say it back.” I said after he pulled away. “Are you kidding, that’s why I hadn’t said it first. I was scared of the same exact thing.” “Ok, from now on we just tell each other what we’re feeling no matter what ok?” “Deal babe.” We pulled up at my house and I kissed him again and got out.
As he was leaving I felt my phone vibrate again. It was Zayn. ‘Can I please see you? I want to talk to you. Please?’ I knew what I had with Trev was real, so anything Zayn wanted to say wouldn’t change my mind, so I figured, why not? I wanted know what he so badly wanted to tell me anyways.’Fine, tomorrow at my place then.’ I put my phone away and just went inside.

Zayn’s POV:
The next day I found myself anxious. Maybe it was because I was actually going to get to talk to her again. And last night, I decided I’d tell her how I feel because I needed to share it with someone. When I got to her house, I hesitated on knocking on the door, but I let out one last sigh and finally knocked. I could hear her coming towards the door and she opened it. She didn’t say hi, just stepped aside to let me in. I walked in and looked around. The place still looked the same and I had forgotten how much I missed this place. “Are your parents home?” I don’t know why I asked that. “No, they’re at work.” She said walking into the kitchen. I followed and sat down at the table with her. “Want anything to eat or drink?” I knew with what I was about to say, I wouldn’t be able to keep anything down. “No thank you.” “Ok, so. What did you want to talk about?” She sat down and just looked at me. I didn’t know how to start this, but here goes nothing. “(Y/N), I um, look I just wanted to apologize for what I did to you. The reason why I waited so long to do this is because it took someone hurting me for me to realize what you went through. And I now know the feeling and I know it isn’t good. But for you, I know it was worse. And I am truly sorry for my mistakes and outlashes.” I watched her face but she showed no emotion, nor did she show any signs of talking, so I kept going. “I shouldn’t of treated you like that, and in no way did I mean to physically hurt you. I deeply regret that, you don’t know how much. And I completely understand if you don’t forgive me, I wouldn’t expect you to. But (Y/N)………….I also wanted to tell you that…………..after seeing you yesterday….and how happy you looked, I realized I still love you and that I miss you……..” I stopped not knowing how else to express that last part. She just looked at me for a while, but finally responded. “Well for one, thank you for apologizing. Two, I forgave you a long time ago Zayn.That’s what helped me move on, I knew if I dwelled on the past, I wouldn’t be able to, so I forgive you. Three, I have a boyfriend Zayn and you have a girlfriend.” She forgave me already? Wow. “I did,” I corrected her, “I did, but um we broke up.” “Ahh, ok, but that doesn’t change that I have a boyfriend. And I am very happy with him,” my face fell when she said that, “And Zayn, if I’m being totally honest with you, I seriously don’t have any feelings towards you at all. I don’t hate you, I’m not mad at you, I don’t loathe you, and lastly I don’t love you anymore. I stopped loving you the day I moved on.” She had no feelings whatsoever. I didn’t expect her to, but for her not to even loathe me, it hurt. I didn’t know what to say anymore. How do you respond after that? “Zayn look, I appreciate you coming here and trying to set things right, and you did, so thank you, but you need to move on. Move on and find someone who makes you happy like I did. You need to let go and just live. Don’t think back about what you did to me, because I don’t. Like I said, I forgive you, and you need to forgive yourself.” My eyes watered at that. “I truly want to see you happy and live again Zayn. Because that’s the boy I remember from my childhood. If I can do it, you can too. I believe in you. As soon as you forgive yourself Zayn, let me know. Because I’d love to have the relationship that I have with the boys, with you too. But you just need to let go ok?” I looked up at her and her face was sincere. I didn’t think I could ever be her friend again if I loved her. All I’d think about is what I don’t have. But she’s right, I did need to move on. “Ok,” was all I could say. I stood up to leave and she walked me to her door. After I opened it and stepped out and turned around again. “Um, thank you (Y/N).” “Zayn just remember, let go okay? It makes everything better.” I just nodded my head and left.
A week later, I was back home, just thinking about her. If I truly loved her, how could I just let her go? Sure it would make everything better, but I just wanted her. I was laying on my bed when I remembered the box of pictures under my bed. I sat on the floor with them and started going through them. And that’s when I finally broke, I let go of all my emotions I was holding in. It deeply hurt looking at the pictures of us. We were so happy. She is so beautiful and she never judged me. Every picture she looked at me as if she could never live without me. But I took her for granted, and now I’d never get the chance to love her again. She found happiness, but it’s not with me. And it’s all my fault. I did this, I ruined everything and broke both our hearts. But hers is now mended and here I am crying for her. Why didn’t I realize this the night of our fight. Oh yeahh, because I was freakin drunk. I hadn’t touched a drink since then. But it wasn’t good enough. I knew I had to change my ways now. I had to try to move on so I could try and be happy. The thing is though, I didn’t believe I could……

-6 months later-
Zayn’s POV:
Me and Carly were still together, in fact I think I’m falling in love with her. We’ve been together since the incident happened with (Y/N) and she’s been my strength. I got a lot of hate about it, and so did she, but what mattered was that we were ok. When I’d get down, she was there to pick me up. The boys were really there for me anymore. I knew they kept in touch with (Y/N) because I’d catch them talking to her, but when I’d walk in they’d hang up. I guess it was good she still kept in touch with them because I haven’t called her since then. I still didn’t feel like now was the right time to apologize. But then again, it’s been 6 whole months. How much longer did I need? I didn’t know, but I knew it wasn’t now. Niall and I would go out sometimes, but even then he’d just talk about music and food, never bringing her up. At times I’d want to ask about her, but I’d hold myself back because I knew I didn’t deserve to know.
-Flashback-
I was starting to clean up the glass and broken frames when the boys came by. All of them. I thought they were there to talk to me, comfort me (even though I didn’t need it), but no. They were there to gather (Y/N)’s things. I stood by and just watched them put her things in boxes. I didn’t know what to think, I guess it finally hit me that she was gone. “Did she um, ask you guys to do this?” I said to no one in particular. It was Liam who answered. “Yeah, she wants them sent to her.” “She’s back home, right?” “Yupp, back with her family which is best for her.” I nodded in approval. My lifestyle kept her from them, so it was better that she was back with them. They started to pick up all the pictures but I stopped them. “No, wait. I, um, I’ll deal with those.” They gave me a weird look but continued on. After they packed all of her things they left. They hardly spoke to me, but I guess I deserved it. They all loved her as a sister and I ruined it. After they left I went over to where all of our pictures were. I know she took the one of when we were kids. but all the rest were of us in high school and on. I put them all in a box and stuffed it under my bed. Then I finished cleaning up, trying not to think about her.
-Present-
The boys and I were going on tour in 2 days. I was excited, but then again not. That meant I’d be away from Carly and more time with the boys ignoring me. I hadn’t told her I’d be leaving, but I was planning on telling her tonight. I thought she’d take it well, but I had guess wrong. “Tour? For how long?” “About 9 months.” “9 months?! You’re going to be gone for 9 months Zayn. What am I suppose to do?” I was shocked by her question. What does she mean? “Um, be my girlfriend and wait?” But she just sighed. I hadn’t told her I loved her yet because I barely knew myself. I figured tonight would be a good time. “Zayn, I don’t think I can wait that long.” “What are you saying?” “I’m saying…..we should end this. To be honest, I don’t trust you out on the road without me. I mean, you cheated on your last girlfriend with me, how do I know you won’t do that to me?” Wtf, was she really asking me that? She got with me knowing I had to go on tour sometime. “Carly, are you serious? I’m not going to do anything.” “Zayn, stop. I don’t want this anymore ok. Maybe when you come back we can talk.” “But….I love you.” I barely whispered. She heard though. “Um, ah wow. Let’s just pretend you didn’t say that ok? I think it’s time you leave now.” What the hell just happened? Pretend it didn’t happen? I just said I loved her and she doesn’t wanna remember that? My heart broke. But I left. How could she do that to me? I didn’t do anything bad to her? But as I was sitting on the tour bus with the boys and telling them what happened, even though I knew they didn’t want to hear it, Niall shocked the hell out of me. “Did you ever think that’s what (Y/N) said to herself too? Karma’s a bitch Zayn.” And I just shut up. I sat there and thought about it. He was right, I never asked myself how she must’ve felt after she left London. All I had cared about was being with Carly. He’s right, this is karma.
Our first stops were in Australia, Brazil, Germany, New Zealand, and Japan. Finally we were in America 4 months in. I knew we had a few shows in California, and I just knew I had to see (Y/N). Because now I knew how she felt, and I knew now was the right time to say sorry. I had tried calling and texting her, but she wouldn’t answer any of my calls.

Your POV:
It’s been what? 10 months? I had definitely moved on from Zayn. About 5 months ago my friends set me up on a blind date with some boy from town. I’ll admit I was not for it at first, but I decided it wouldn’t hurt anything if I just tried right? So I went. And turns out, I liked him. His name was Trever. He was tall, blue eyes, blonde hair, wonderful personality, a gentlemen and even had braces. He was the total opposite of Zayn, but I knew I shouldn’t compare him to Zayn. But as he started talking to me, I found he was easy to conversate with. He asked me things about my life, which I didn’t lie to him about. I told him I was getting over a bad break up and he said he understood. He didn’t push me to explain but kept the conversation going about mine and his lives and what we liked to do. He liked the same things I did and at the end of the night, asked me out on another date. I was genuinely happy he asked and glad I went on this date. So of course I said yes. Ever since then, we’ve been together. And what’s best is he’s made me forget all about my heartbreak. I kept in touch with the guys and kept them updated on how I was doing. They said they couldn’t wait to meet Trever and were going to be in California soon. I never asked about Zayn though, but you know what? It didn’t hurt anymore. Because Trever put my pieces back together and I was falling for him. He was my saving grace and I liked him so much. But recently Zayn had been texting me and calling and I just ignored it. I didn’t know why he waited so long to call, but whatever he needed to say I didn’t want to hear. I moved on, I didn’t need to hear his words.
Today was the day the boys were here and were going out to eat with me and Trever. I had told Trever about them and he was grateful to be meeting my friends. He met my girlfriends but not any of my guy friends. I wanted him to meet the boys before any other boys if that makes sense. I was sorta nervous to be seeing the boys after so long, but then excited. I told Trever to come at a later time so that I could have some alone time with the boys. I was sitting, waiting at a pizza parlor when they walked in. I jumped up and hugged each one of them. The smiles on their faces brightened my day. I missed them so much. “Sit down!” We all sat and started talking. “So, this Trever guy…..serious?” Harry asked. It made me laugh the way he paused after guy, but Harry always teased me. “Well, in fact, that’s what I wanted to tell you guys. He truly makes me happy and I think I’m falling for him.” I couldn’t keep my smile off my face, I could talk to them about anything. “Ah, (Y/N) you don’t know how good it is to see you so happy again.” Niall said. “I know, I’m happy here guys. But I’ve missed my boys.” “We’ve missed you too love.” Liam said. “Serious, as in………love?” Louis said. I hadn’t thought about love, but I knew I was falling hard for him. But then I saw Trever walking in and just seeing him made my heart beat fast. I looked back at Louis. “Yes.” I got up and hugged Trev and walked him over to introduce him. All the lads got up and showed nothing but acceptance and respect towards him. And it seemed like Trev liked them. I knew he liked them when they started talking about boy things. I just laughed though because I was glad we’d be able to hang out in the future without it being awkward. Just then my phone buzzed and I looked down to see a text from Zayn, but I didn’t answer. I just went back to talking with the guys and eating. Every now and then Trever would look over at me and smile and give me a kiss on the cheek. He was happy, I was happy, everything was good. That was until Zayn walked in.

 

Your POV:
Taking a bath felt so good, but I was still shivering. I was scared I developed hypothermia, but I knew it would probably be a lot worse than this. Sleeping last night, I couldn’t feel a thing. I was numb after passing out. I could barely feel when Niall had touched me but it still scared me. Looking at my wrists, Zayn had never been physical with me before, and looking at this now, it broke my heart. Something must’ve gotten to him for him to do that to me. But I think he could’ve handled things better. He knows I take care of him when he’s drunk, why was this different? I couldn’t explain how I was feeling. I no longer had any good feeling toward Zayn. We’ve been friends for 5 years and not once had I seen him act like that. He could always talk to me when things were rough, but once we got together he changed. I should of stopped it then, but I just loved him. I couldn’t help that I fell in love with my best friend. But he said he loved me too, but I guess that was all just a lie now. I finally felt a little better after a while in the tub and got out. Liam had laid out some clothes on the bed and I was thankful he had a girlfriend, but Niall’s clothes would of done for me. I walked downstairs and found Liam in the living room. “Hey (Y/N), do you feel better?” I went and sat next to him. “Yeahh thanks Liam. Just still a little cold. Where’s Ni?” “He had to go into the studio, I said I’d stay and take care of you.” “Oh thanks love.”

Niall’s POV:
I know Liam told her I was at the studio, but I needed to tell Zayn. We went to a pub where I ordered a pint because I knew I was going to need it. “Ok, so start.” He had been eyeballing me the whole time. I’m a terrible liar, especially when it came to Zayn. He is my best mate, but after hearing (Y/N), I couldn’t look at him the same. “Ok well first off, I found her sleeping in an alley this morning.” What’?! An alley?” “Yeahh, she had no jacket, she was shivering. So I picked her up and took her to my car. She um, asked that I not take her to you so I took her to the airport.(I lied) As we drove I asked her. She said you came home completely shitfaced and she was trying to take care of you. But you pushed her……” Zayn’s face got completely serious. “I pushed her? Did I hurt her?” “Um, well the second time you grabbed her by her wrists and shoved her into the wall, not losing grip. She uh…..her wrists are bruised Zayn.” He covered his face and I downed my pint, signaling the waiter for another one. “Zayn when I first touched her to pick her up she flinched and said no please don’t Zayn. Mate, you put hands on a female, worst of all your female. How could you?” He just shook his head. “I swear Ni, I had no clue what I was doing.” “Well, you’re going to love this next. You um, you told her she was annoying, worthless, to leave, that you didn’t love her anymore, she’s selfish, and then um…….that you cheated…..and you were already seeing someone else who was better than her.”

Zayn’s POV:
My heart rate picked up. I fuckin told her. And I told her when I was drunk, meaning other words came out that wasn’t meant to. Oh my god. (Y/N), jeez. I didn’t mean to. Annoying, worthless? Selfish? She was none of those. But the parts about me falling out of love with her were true, or so I thought last night. But I did cheat, I can’t change that. And now she knows. “And um, was it me that broke everything?” “Yes.” God. I guess everything just built up from me feeling so guilty about what I was doing. I should of just broke up with her, I should of. “How……is she?” Niall downed another pint. “She’s um, well to be honest not well Zayn. What you said was harsh, you’ve known her the longest than any of us. You should know how she handles things. And right now, she’s broken, torn.” “Ni, I um….” “Look I swear if you try to apologize to me, it’s not going to change anything. The only person you should apologize to is her. She didn’t deserve that Zayn. And first off, why in the hell would you cheat on her?” “It was just one time at first, and then every time I’d get drunk, I’d end up with the same girl and we’d go back to her place. She just, idk, made me forget my problems with (Y/N). The worse thing Ni, I didn’t feel bad at first. And I told myself I’d stop, but I just wouldn’t. It’s like I’m addicted to this girl.” “Who is she?” “Um, I think Carly?” “You’re addicted to this girl but you don’t even know her name? Nice Zayn.” “I know, it’s stupid, but part of what I said is true Ni. Me and (Y/N), it’s just, I don’t feel the same anymore. I just feel like we’re better off friends.” “Well, you should’ve just told her that in the first place, cuz let me tell you. You just lost someone who cared about you the most and she’ll never be your friend. Out of everyone Zayn, she would’ve understood. All you had to do was talk, but no you blew it.” What he was saying was true. (Y/N) was very understanding and always helped anyone going through something. She’s a listener, and that’s what I loved about her when we were friends. But I thought telling her would ruin our friendship, but I guess I was wrong. I was the one to ruin it.”What should I do?” “Honestly mate, tell her you’re sorry. But don’t do it right now because you feel guilty. No. You need to do it when you really mean it, because if you do it now, she won’t believe shit you say. You need to believe you’re sorry and until you don’t, she won’t. Now, I’m hungry. Can we eat?” He ate but I didn’t. I didn’t know when I’d be ready to tell her I’m sorry, but Niall’s right. It has to be when it’s right.

Your POV:
I looked up flights and found one leaving tomorrow morning. I booked it and then spent the rest of the afternoon with Liam. He was fun to be around an always made me laugh. We watched Toy Story like a million times, but I didn’t care. It made him happy, so it made me happy. “Liam, I’m leaving tomorrow.” “What about all of your things?” “About that…..I was gonna ask if you guys could get it for me and then just send it to me?” “Of course love. But um…..what about us? Are you just going to forget about us?” He had a hurt look in his eyes, and it hurt me to see that. I loved these boys, how could I forget them? “No Liam, of course not. I’ll keep in touch, and whenever you guys are in town, come and see me k. Just not you know who.” “Ok as long as you keep in touch (Y/N), you better.” “I will Liam, thank you guys so much. You guys are everything to me.” I rested my head on his lap and fell asleep again. When I woke up Niall was back. He had gone to Zayn’s I guess and brought me my phone back. I saw on it I had calls from Niall, Zayn, and my family at home. Also what caught my eye was there were tweets to me about what happened. How did anyone already know?? Then I saw one with a link to a picture and saw it of Zayn and that girl kissing at the club. Oh. I deleted my twitter and shut off my phone. But I sent my mom a text telling her I was coming home. “Niall, (Y/N)’s leaving tomorrow, so we need to go get her stuff and send it to her after she leaves k?” “You’re leaving already??” “Yeahh Ni, I can’t stay here. Too many memories. I need to forget about him the best I can.” His face fell but he understood. “Ok, but call us when you land ok.” “I will Niall.” I smiled at them because they truly cared. Zayn probably didn’t care that I was leaving, but then again he shouldn’t know.
The next morning, Liam had gotten me more clothes from Danielle and they dropped me off at the airport. I cried as I said goodbye to them, but I knew it wasn’t for good. These boys would always be in my life. They stood there and watched me walk away as I boarded the plane. I had nothing with me, just my cell phone and wallet. My mother was going to meet me when I landed and I was glad to be seeing her. Being away so far hurt me, so I was happy to be going home. When I arrived in California I could feel my shoulders relax. Knowing I was so far from him made me feel a little better. He still hadn’t tried calling since this morning and that made me realize he didn’t care, so I should either. My mom hugged me and cried when I told her what happened, but she was just glad to see me. When I got home all I wanted to do was sleep. But instead, I ended up staying locked in my room for a week not moving. I was tired but didn’t want to close my eyes and dream of Zayn, but then again, being awake all I did was think about him. My mom finally came in one day and convinced me to go out. I decided to go to a cafe and eat. I hadn’t ate for a week so I dropped a little weight. But when I sat down, all around me were magazines with mine and Zayn’s faces on them. But the latest one had a picture of him and that girl holding hands. I guess they were together now. I opened it just to be nosy and saw a bunch of pictures of them. The editors were nailing him for it, finding out that he cheated on me, and fans were going crazy. They didn’t like the new girl. That’s the thing, I didn’t get hate from the fans because I’ve been there since the beginning.. But this girl, I actually felt bad for her. But seeing him with her, it made me want to move on so much more. I knew it was going to take some time, but I was strong, I’ve been through worse, so I can do this.

 

Your POV:
Since I didn’t have a car, my phone, anything, just this picture, I walked. Zayn of course lived in London, so I didn’t have anyone to go to. I didn’t know the boys’ numbers by heart so I couldn’t call them either. And I suck at directions so I could not remember where they lived nor how to get there. This was really bad. It was cold december and it was dark. I was still crying though, and my nose was running like hell. I didn’t know what to do. He tore me apart back there. I didn’t think it’d ever be the same between us. If getting together was ruining our relationship, why didn’t he just be honest with me and break up with me before he decided to cheat. Is she why he would come home so late at night? Now it all made sense to me. I trusted him wholeheartedly, and he just basically said fuck you. And I’m selfish? I did everything for that boy and his friends. I was basically his damn maid, I did nothing but please him. And didn’t ask for anything in return. Everything he’s bought me, he’s just given, I never asked for it. None of it. He was the one being selfish, and I hope he realizes the mistake he just made.
I kept walking, although I didn’t know where I was. I was in a dress and heels and no jacket. I kept rubbing my arms to try and get some warmth but it did very little. I lost track of time but I was getting very tired. I knew I wasn’t going anywhere particular, and right now quite frankly I didn’t give a fuck, so I just sat down in an alley. It was scary, but I just needed to rest. When I sat down the floor was cold but it felt good to rest my legs. But as soon as I got comfortable, I just fell asleep.

Niall’s POV:
I went over to Zayn’s almost every morning because I knew (Y/N) would be cooking and I was very hungry. When I knocked on the door no one answered at first. I tried calling (Y/N)’s phone but she didn’t pick up and neither did Zayn. So I knocked harder. Finally, Zayn opened the door. And let me tell you, he looked like shit. His hair was sticking up everywhere, bags under his eyes, eyes were red, and he smelled of alcohol. “Jesus, did you get in a fight with vodka?” He just covered his face and shook his head. “Are you gonna let me in or not. I’m hungry.” Zayn just stepped aside so I could walk in. But when I walked in, I wanted to turn back around and leave. The place was a freakin mess. There was glass all over the floor, broken frames surrounding the living room, (Y/N)’s things all scattered around, and with her nowhere in sight. Zayn closed the door and just went and sat on the couch. It seemed like the glass didn’t even faze him cuz he just walked right over it. I slowly walked in, scared to ask what happened. Sure Zayn and (Y/N) had their fights, but I have never seen anything like this. “Zayn man, what the hell happened?” He just put his head in his hands. “To be honest Ni, I don’t remember much. But from the looks of it, we had another fight. I was drunk so I can’t recall everything.” From the looks, uh, no shit. “Zayn, where is she?” “I woke up and she wasn’t here. I walked out here and saw all of this and just went back to sleep. Then you came.” I walked into the kitchen and could see a full course meal still sitting out. “Well, she cooked you dinner. What time did you come home?” He got up and came in the kitchen. “She did?…….I didn’t even know. Um, idk, like 1? 2?” “Zayn, wtf. How can you not remember, this is major and you can’t remember squat?” “Well, no. But I’m guessing I did this.” He looked back at everything. “(Y/N) would never break our pictures or throw her own stuff on the floor. I must’ve said something horrible. God, but I can’t remember!” He sat down frustrated at himself. The best thing was to find (Y/N) and see if she’ll even talk to me. “Look, um, you just stay here, get cleaned up and I’ll go and try to find her.” He just nodded his head. I walked outside and noticed her car was left here, and since she wasn’t answering her phone, she didn’t have that either, so I walked in the only direction she could go. Of all things that could’ve happened, I want to know what he said to her to make her leave. Usually Zayn left after they had a fight.
I walked for what seemed like ever, looking down every street, every alley and shops. I almost gave up when I could see a shivering girl on the floor in an alley. I ran over to her and it was (Y/N). Jeez, she’s wearing a dress with no jacket, and she’s on the floor. Wtf. I went to pick her up, but as soon as I touched her she freaked. “No, please, don’t hurt me Zayn.” What? “(Y/N), its me. Niall.” She opened her eyes and looked at me. “Ni?” “Yeahh babe, c’mon, lets get you up ok?” I helped her up and she was struggling so bad. Her skin was very cold to touch and I was surprised she was still alive. She could barely walk so I picked her and walked the rest of the way. “Niall…” she whispered, I could barely hear her. “..I can’t go back there, please don’t take me there.” Her voice sounded so broken. Zayn must’ve touched her or something for her to react like this. “Okay babe, we’ll go to my place.” My car was parked in front of Zayn’s so I was hoping he was in the shower or something so he wouldn’t see me putting her in my car. We got there and I put her in as fast as possible, I gave her one of my jackets and hopped in and started the car. Zayn didn’t come out so I took that as a good sign. I sped out of there. I turned the heater on and blasted it so she could get warm, but she was still shivering. I called Liam so he could meet me at my house and help with this.
When I got there Liam was already there and when he saw (Y/N) his face dropped. He helped me get her out of the car and carried her into my house. We laid her down on couch, she had fallen asleep in the car so we just let her sleep. “What happened?” “That’s what I’m trying to find out. I went to Zayn’s and his place is just a disaster. And when I found her she walk in an alleyway sleeping Liam. When I touched her she jumped and said don’t hurt me Zayn. He must’ve done something man, but he doesn’t remember cuz he was drunk.” “Great. Poor (Y/N). Why didn’t she call one of us?” “She doesn’t have her phone as far as I know.” “Well let’s let her sleep then we’ll ask. But for now, if Zayn calls, we don’t have her okay?” “Yeah ok.”
(Y/N) slept for 6 hours. Me and Liam just waited patiently, and finally she woke up. Her eyes were bloodshot red and almost black underneath. “(Y/N)..” She sat up and hugged the blanket tighter around her. “How did I get here?” I looked at Liam. “Niall found you and drove you here.” “You didn’t tell Zayn did you?” “No hun, what happened?” We sat down on the coffee table in front of her to be at eye level. Her eyes were already starting to water. “Um, well you know, as usual he came home drunk. He had told me he would be home around 9 but that ended up being 1. I had gotten ready and cooked dinner for him, but that went to waste.” “That explains why you’re wearing a dress then.” “Yeahh, um, but when he came home it was worse than any other time he’s come home drunk. When we were in the bedroom, I tried helping him get undressed but he pushed me and told me to get off. But me being stupid, I didn’t listen. I tried helping him again and he grabbed my wrists and shoved me against the wall.” She pulled her hands out from under the blanket and they were badly bruised. “Oh my god (Y/N), are you ok?” She rubbed them and winced but that was it. “I’m fine, I’m just still really cold. But um, then he proceeded to tell me he didn’t love me anymore, he wanted me gone, I was annoying, I was selfish, and then……..he said he had been cheating on me for the past 2 months and seeing another girl. And that he likes her more….” Zayn? Cheating? What the hell, none of us knew about this. “(Y/N), we can guarantee you we knew nothing about that.” “It’s ok Ni, I just didn’t expect it from him.” “What was with all the glass then?” “He threw all our pictures on the floor, and then threw my stuff at me.” She pulled out a picture I hadn’t realized she had. She showed it to us. It was of her and Zayn when they were kids. This must’ve been the only thing she took before she left. “I’m so sorry (Y/N).” “You shouldn’t be apologizing Liam, it’s not your fault. I guess I should of just seen the signs. It just hurts you know? He just basically told me I was worthless and to get out of his house. Basically saying he wanted that girl more than me. We’ve been friends forever, how could he do this to me? I didn’t know how to react to that, but I didn’t want him touching me again. I’m sorry you guys have to see me like this.” She let some tears out, but I could tell she was trying to be strong in front of us. “I cannot imagine what you’re going through, but me and Liam are going to take care of you ok?” I knew she didn’t have any family members here or friends, we were her only family and friends. She was alone out here, how could Zayn do that to her? “Thanks guys, just um, please don’t tell him I’m here?” “Sure babe. How bout you go get in the bath and try to get warm? I’ll get some of Danielle’s clothes for you ok?” “Ok thanks.” Then she went upstairs. “Liam, what are we going to do?” “The best we can for her Ni without Zayn knowing she’s here.”

Zayn’s POV:
2 months ago
I was drunk, but I knew what I was doing. This girl I was with, I knew she wasn’t my girlfriend. It was just a random girl I met at the club. She wanted to take me home, so I said ok. Again, I knew what I was doing, but at this point I didn’t give a fuck. Me and (Y/N) had just gotten into a fight and I walked out and ended up here, with this girl, going to have sex. But did I feel bad? No. We got to her house, did our business, and then I left. It was around 2 am when I walked up to my house. The curtains were drawn, and I could see (Y/N) just sitting there crying, holding a picture in her hands. It was probably of us. But it was at that moment I sobered up. Seeing her cry, it hurt, and I thought maybe she heard what I did, but when I walked in she said it was because she wanted us to stop fighting. I agreed and never spoke of what I did. I knew it would hurt her if she really knew. And I love her, but not even 2 days later I was drunk again at the same club, with the same girl, and we were doing it again. It became a regular thing to do with this girl, I didn’t even remember her name each time I woke up, but I didn’t feel bad about doing it, but I know if (Y/N) knew, it’d break her heart. It wasn’t her fault I was falling out of love with her….

—Present—
Your POV:
Zayn’s been in my life ever since we were kids. We grew up together and were best friends all through high school. But after we got out, I realized my feelings for him and told him. I was worried it would affect our friendship, but surprisingly he said he had felt the same. And we’ve been together ever since, 1 year to be exact, but it didn’t mean our relationship was easy. We were constantly fighting and then he’d go off and get drunk and come home smelling like booze. But I wouldn’t say anything to him because I knew each time he did that he would just come back. But sometimes it really did get to me, but I didn’t want him to know.
Today he was in the studio with the boys and said he’d be home around 9. I thought this would be the perfect time to actually dress up and cook him dinner. So the whole day I spent preparing, cooking, and getting ready for him. It was 9 though and he wasn’t home yet. So I sat and waited. Then 10, then 11 and all the way til 1 in the morning. That’s when he finally came home.
I was sitting at the dining table and I could hear him fumbling with the lock. He was drunk, I knew it. Finally he got the door unlocked and he came stumbling in. I stood up and waited for him to notice. I had left all the food out so he knew what I had tried to do for him. But he didn’t noticed, he kept bumping into the walls, trying to make it towards our bedroom. When he finally made it into the room, I walked in after him. He was struggling to take off his jacket so I went over to help him. “Get off of me!” he screamed and pushed me into the wall. It hurt, he’s never gotten physical with me, never. All I could do was stare at him, but he moved on like nothing happened. He was still struggling, so again I tried to help him. This time he grabbed both my wrists and pushed me against the wall hard. I could smell the reeking alcohol on his breath when he talked, it was horrible, it had never been this bad. “I said get the fuck off of me. Don’t you listen to anything!” The look in his eyes scared me. Sure we had our fights, but not to the point where he had hate in his eyes. “What is wrong with you?” “I’ll tell you what’s wrong, you’re fuckin annoying and don’t listen to a word I say!! I let you do anything you want and this is what I get in return. Can’t I just go out and drink without you bugging me?!” “Zayn, let me go.” His grip had gotten tighter as he yelled. “No, you know what? I think it’s time you leave, for good.” “What?!” He started dragging me towards the door but I was trying to resist. But he was just too strong for me. “Zayn, what the fuck! I’m not leaving! This is my house too!” “No, it’s mine. I invited you here, and I can sure as hell kick your ass out. You were never good anyways.” That last part stopped me completely. “What……what did you say?” He stopped trying to move me and turned to face me. “I said…….you were never good for me. Gosh don’t you hear anything. Like I said, you don’t listen. All you think about is yourself and then get on my case for shit (Y/N). News flash, I don’t like you anymore! Haven’t you freakin noticed that?!? You’re worthless to me now, I don’t want you.” His words were breaking my heart and all he would do is laugh. “Zayn, you’re drunk, you don’t mean that…” “Do you need to hear more!? Okay how bout this, I’ve been seeing another girl and cheating on you for the past 2 months. And guess what? I like her and I’m going to keep seeing her oh and I DONT LOVE YOU ANYMORE! How’s that for you. Leave! Now!” All I could do was stand there. He had been cheating……out of all the things he could do….he did that. I never would’ve expected this from Zayn. I just started crying. “Zayn, why?” “Oh my god, really. Just stop. Here, maybe this’ll make you leave.” We were in the living room and he walked over the fireplace and just started grabbing all of our pictures and throwing them. All of them, each crash made me jump, I couldn’t believe he was doing this. He even threw one at my feet. It was of us as kids together. I picked it up and just looked at it. As I was doing that Zayn went to the room and grabbed all my clothes and just started throwing them at me. “Zayn, stop!!” “THEN LEAVE! I DON’T WANT YOU ANYMORE! LEAVE!” I was sobbing now. He really wanted me gone. I looked around the house and it was just a mess. He did this, he wanted this. He thinks I only think about myself, fine. I’ll leave. I didn’t grab anything, I just walked out with the picture in my hand. I guess what they say is true: ‘When you’re drunk, the truth comes out’. And Zayn had clearly spoke the truth to me.

Imagine:

Living in Sweden, of course I was far away from One Direction, specifically Zayn Malik. But you know what? They were coming to my country! And I am so excited. They were coming in 4 days and I already bought tickets to go to a meet and greet with them. No words could express how excited I was. I was finally going to meet Zayn, the one I fell in love with from the beginning and still loved. I just hoped I actually got to talk to him and some snotty girls aren’t there.
4 Days Later…
The day was finally here and I was stoked. None of my friends liked One Direction so I was going by myself. Shame I know, but I didn’t care. I dressed up in comfortable clothes, I really wasn’t worried about impressing them, I know girls there were going to be dressed with everything hanging out, I wasn’t like that. I just put on some skinny jeans and a t-shirt and sandals. I arrived and there was a huge line already. Ugh, but this was for One Direction, Zayn Malik. I kept repeating this to myself as I waited over 4 hours in line. The reason it was taking so long was because we actually got to sit down and talk with one of them. My stomach was in knots because I didn’t know what I was going to say. And what if I didn’t get to talk to Zayn? Oh well, either of the boys would be fine to me. But just as I was about to finally get closer to the door, I had to go to the freakin bathroom. Great. There was hardly anyone behind me so I figured it wouldn’t make a difference. I got out of line and went to find the bathroom. As I was coming out of the bathroom, Zayn Malik was also coming out of the boys. He smiled and winked at me. “Hey gorgeous.” I was in shock so I stood there like a dumbass as he walked away. Oh my god, Zayn just called me gorgeous!!! I was jumping up and down on the inside, but as I went to get back in line. more people had showed up. Jeez, that ruined my high. Ugh, now I had to stand here longer, and I was the last girl in line. Great. 2 more hours past and I finally made it to the door. All the girls came out laughing and smiling and I was jealous.
I finally made it inside, but when I went to go into the room where they were, there was no one there. I looked around for them but only saw Paul. “Um excuse me? I was suppose to be meeting One Direction.” “Oh they’re already done honey sorry.” My face completely fell. “Um, okay thanks.” I walked out with my shoulders slumped and seriously sad. Wtf, I missed seeing Zayn Malik, ugh! I was so mad I didn’t see the person I ran into. “Oh i’m sorr…..” I looked up into a pair of beautiful brown eyes and froze. “It’s ok love.” It was Zayn. Zayn Malik was standing in front of me. He must’ve recognized me from earlier because his face changed to recognition. “What’s your name love?”“Um….Sandy.” “Did you have fun today Sandy?” He was talking to me? “Um no, I had gotten out of line when I went to the bathroom and lost my place, so I didn’t get to see you guys.” His smile turned into a frown and he shook his head. “I’m sorry love……How bout I make it up to you? Come with me.” He put his arm around me and started walking me towards a back door. I just stayed quiet as we walked. When I finally realized where he was taking me I wanted to scream. “We’re going on your guys’ bus??” “Yupp. Is that ok?” “I mean,…yeah of course. But weren’t you guys leaving?” “Yeahh, but not for another 30 minutes.” He just smiled at me. He opened the door for me and let me go in first. When I first saw it I had no words. It was a typical boys room, messy but yet clean at the same time. “So? You like it?” I turned to face him.“Yes aha.” “Sit love. Do you want anything to drink or eat?” “No thank you.” He sat down next to me and started asking questions. We sat there and talked for what seemed like forever. Instead of me getting to know him, it was like he was interested in getting to know me. That made my day so much better. But when the boys started coming on the bus, I knew our time had ended. I got up. “Well thank you so much Zayn, really, this made my day and practically my whole life.” He got up and hugged me. “No problem love, I’m just sorry we ended before you could get in.” “Believe me, this was better.” I asked Liam if he could take a picture of me and Zayn and he did. I said hi and hugged all the other boys and said my goodbyes. I walked off the bus and to my car in a blissful state. I couldn’t believe that had just happened, but I was so happy. I would never forget this day.

din version:

 

Zayn: sorry guys, I can’t do this, I need a minute

Niall: sorry guys, but were going to take 5 minutes break, see you soon!

 

Vad va det som precis hände?

 

Julia: Vad hände?

Du: ingen aning

Gabriel: Du borde prata med honom

Du: Jag? varför? vi har inte pratat på 2 år, vad får dig och tro att han kommer öppna upp sig för mig?

Gabriel: Att han älskar dig får mig och tro det.

Du: va?

Julia: JA, va?

Gabriel: Vem som helst kan se att han älskar dig och att du älskar honom. Sättet ni tittar på varandra, pratar med varandra och sättet du skiner upp på när du ser honom. Det är som att han gör dig hel. Jag vet att ni inte har träffats på 2 år men jag kan se att ni båda lider av att inte vara i varandras famnar just nu.

Du: gabriel jag är...

Gabriel: gå, jag förstår, gå och prata med honom

 

Julia: Du inser vad du precis gjorde va?

Gabriel: Ja, jag släppte henne fri, nu får hon vara med den hon verkligen älskar.

---

 

Jag stod utanför deras dörr och jag skakade av nervositet, en bit av mig hoppades på att det Gabriel sa var sant, att han älskade mig med men det kunde inte stämma, det skulle bara vara för bra för att vara sant i min värld. 

 

Du: thank you Paul, I can continiue from here

Paul: okey (D/N)

-

 

Liam: come in!

Zayn: (D/N), what are you doing here?

Du: I came to check in on you. Are you okey?

Louis: Guys, we should leave them alone

Niall: hell no I wanna see this

Harry: Niall!

Niall: alright, I’m coming

 

Du: are you okey?

Zayn: I’m fine

Du: Don’t lie to me

Zayn: what do you want me to say?

Du: How about the truth, after 2 years of dissapering at least I deserve that! Don’t I?

Zayn: The truth is (D/N), that I love you, and it killed me to see you with him!

Du: you what?

Zayn: I fucking Love you!... and I know that you don’t feel the same and that you are with him but...

Du: I love you too...

Zayn: you do?

Du: yes

Niall: What are you wating for idiot? Kiss her?

Zayn: Niall! why are you still here?

Louis: Oh did you really think that we were going to miss this?

Liam: No, now kiss her!

Du: Well if you don’t then I will

 

Zayn grep snabbt tag i mig och vi delade en passionerad kyss

 

---- ( 5 min senare )

 

Liam: Okeey guys were back, lets get this party going!

-

 

Du: vart gick Gabriel?

Julia: Han gick hem, vad hände, hur gick det?

Du: han sade att han älskade mig...

Julia: Och?? 

Du: Vi kysstes

Julia: OMG! jag visste att det skulle bli ni 2 ohh!!!

Du: Vi tar allt sen! Dem dem ska börja sjunga nu!

 

Zayn: I would like to deticade this song to someone speciall here today. (D/N) this one’s for you babe!

[Zayn] 

Your hand fits in mine 

Like it's made just for me 

But bear this in mind 

It was meant to be 

And I'm joining up the dots 

With the freckles on your cheeks 

And it all makes sense to me 

 

[Liam] 

I know you've never loved 

The crinkles by your eyes when you smile 

You've never loved 

Your stomach or your thighs 

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine 

 

[Zayn + Liam] 

But I'll love them endlessly 

 

(Chorus) 

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth 

But if I do, it's you, 

Oh it's you, 

They add up to 

I'm in love with you, 

And all these little things 

 

[Louis] 

You can't go to bed, 

Without a cup of tea, 

And maybe that's the reason 

That you talk, in your sleep 

And all those conversations 

Are the secrets that I keep 

Though it makes no sense to me 

[ 

[Harry] 

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape 

You never want to know how much you weigh 

You still have to squeeze into your jeans 

But, 

 

[Harry + Niall] 

You're perfect to me 

 

 

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth 

But if it's true, 

It's you, 

It's you, 

They add up to 

I'm in love with you, 

And all these little things 

 

[Niall] 

You'll never love yourself 

Half as much as I love you 

You'll never treat yourself right, darlin' 

But I want you to, 

If I let you know, I'm here for you, 

Maybe you'll love yourself, 

Like I love you 

Oh 

 

[Harry] 

And I've just let these little things 

Slip, out of my mouth, 

'Cause it's you, oh it's you, 

It's you, 

They add up to 

And I'm in love with you, 

And all these little things, 

 

[All] 

I won't let these little things 

Slip, out of my mouth, 

But if it's true, 

It's you, it's you, 

They add up to, 

I'm in love with you, 

And all your little things

 

Fortfarande zayns version

 

Niall: Zayn are you okey?

Zayn: boyfriend? Is it just me or did she just say this is my boyfriend?

Louis: No, I’m sorry mate, but she said it

Zayn: yeah, loud and clear, what am I now supose to do?

Niall: win her over

Zayn: how?

Niall: I don’t know, lets fokus on the konsert for now and the rest will follow

 

A while later

 

Everything was going like planed, we were having a great time and the fans loved us. We were just about to start to sing ’’Loved you first’’ when I saw (D/N) and her boyfriend kissing in the crowd, I feelt sick to my stomak.

I looked at her all the time and started to sing the song without taking me eyes off hers. 

 

Zayn: 

Girl, it should be me 

Driving to your house 

Knocking on your door 

And kissing you on the mouth 

 

Liam: 

Holding on your hand 

Dancing in the dark 

Cause I was the only one 

Who loved you from the start 

 

Harry: 

But now when I see you with him it 

Tears my world apart 

 

Because 

Chorus: 

I’ve been waiting 

All this time to finally say it 

But now I see your heart’s been taken 

And nothing could be worse 

Baby, I loved you first. 

Had my chances 

Could've been where he is standing 

That’s what hurts the most, 

Girl, I came so close 

But now you’ll never know 

Baby, I loved you first 

....

Zayn: 

The first touch 

The first kiss 

First girl to make me feel like this 

Heartbreak 

It’s killing me 

I loved you first, why... 

 

Zayn: sorry guys, I can’t do this, I need a minute

 

I could’nt continiue the song, I really feelt sick and I had to go off the stage. Just as I started to run of stage I heard Nialls voice:

 

Niall: sorry guys, but were going to take 5 minutes break, see you soon!

---

 

Liam: Dude, what happend

Zayn: I don’t know!

Harry: Are you crying?

Zayn: Yes!

Louis: why?

Zayn: Because I love her Louis, that should have been me, not him!!

Niall: easy

 

( knocking sound on the door )

 

Liam: come in!

Zayn: (D/N), what are you doing here?

 

Zayns version

 

Louis: relax mate, she’ll be hear any second now

Niall: yeah, you need to breaht, it looks like you have competed in a marathon or something

 

(knock, knock)

 

Harry: Thats probably Paul with ( D/N ) and her friends

Louis: It’s open!

-

Paul: Hello boys

 

wow, there she was, breath taking.
 I just stood there observing her untill Liam hit me on the arm

Liam: what are you waiting for go to her

-Zayn ( D/N ) hi, it’s so good to see you

(D/N): you too

Zayn: so how have you been?

(D/N): good, and you?

Zayn: good

Louis: well this is akward, are’nt you going to interduce us?

Zayn: oh yes. (D/N) this is Louis, Niall, Harry and Liam

Killarna: Hi, nice to meet you

(D/N): You to boys, and this is my friend Julia and my... my boyfriend Gabriel

Louis: oh, I see. Nice to meet you guys

 

Her what? Her boyfriend?
This could’nt be happening right now, I feelt like dropping on the floor and scream out the pain in my chest but Harry keept giving me the look to stay cool

 

Paul: Sorry (D/N) but you and your friends have to go now, the boys need to warm up before the konsert

(D/N): oh, well okey

Liam: Bye, we’ll see you later

Niall: yeah we’ll see you after the show
(D/N): okey, it was nice to meet you

Harry: you too

(D/N): good luck on the show

Liam: thank you babe.

Zayn version

 

Liam: So?

Zayn: Wow, I just realized how mutch i actually miss her

Louis: Oh so you mean that you did not realize that from all your late talk about her

Zayn: yes but hearing her voice again really made my heart skip a bit and...

Niall: wow man, I think somebody is in love?

Harry: yeah tell me about it?

Zayn: No, I’m not in love, were just good friends, or we were

Louis: Oh come on man your not fooling anybody, you really do love her

Liam: yeah I mean you have’nt spoken to hear for what, two years?

Zayn: yes?

Liam: yes, and not one singel day have gone by without you talking about here or even thinking about here.
Zayn: I know, I’ve been trying to convince my selfe that I don’t love her because I mean, were friends, and I don’t think she feels the same

Harry: Zayn?

Zayn: yes

Harry: if you really do love her then you have to tell her, you have to see if she feels the same

Zayn: How? I have’nt spoke to her for about two years, I can’t drop a bomb like that on her

Niall: when it comes to love you can

Louis: he’s right

Liam: you need to tell her, and you have a perfect chanse now in ( din stad )

 

’’ The guys were right, I needed to tell ( D/N ) that i loved her ’’

 

2 veckor senare:

 

Din version

 

R-riiing, R-rriiiing

 

Du: hallå?

Zayn: hey, It’s Zayn

Du: oh, hello

Zayn: So, are you coming tomorrow?
Du: yes, yes I'am

Zayn: great, I really need to talk to you so it would be great if you could meet me before the konsert, lets say backstage at 7 oclock?

Du: sure, sounds good. See you tomorrow

Intro:

Det är allt hela staden pratar om, det stora pojkbandet One direction kommer hit om 2 veckor och har sin första spelning här i er stad. 

Det inte många vet är att du är väldigt bra vän med Zayn Malik, eller, var bra vän med honom. Ända sen han kom med i bandet så hade ni glidit isär. 

 

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Julia: ( D/N ) DIN MOBIL RINGER!

Du: VEM ÄR DET?!

Julia: JAG VET INTE DET ÄR ETT OKÄNT NUMMER!

Du: SVARA!

 

När jag kom in i rummet igen så satt Julia där på min säng med mobilen i luren. Man kunde tro att hon precis hade sett ett spöke, så vit var hon i ansiktet.

 

Du: Julia? Vem är det?

Julia: eeehm...

Du: eehm?

Julia: Zayn

Du: va?

Julia: Ja, det är Zayn, han vill prata med dig

 

Jag fick genast en klump i magen med blandade känslor, bland annat, glädje, ilska och sorg. Jag var glad över att han ringde men samtidigt sårad och arg över att han bara hörde av sig så där efter 2 år, speciellt så som vi lämnade allting. 

 

Du: Hello?

Zayn: Hi ( D/N ), it’s me

 

Hans röst fick mig genast att bli knäsvag och jag föll ihop i min säng. Jag var tvungen att hålla tillbaka mina tårar och Julia såg direkt smärtan i mina ögon. Hon grep tag i min hand som ett tecken på att hon fanns här för mig.

 

Du: uhm... how have you been?

Zayn: fine, and you?

Du: great

Zayn: yeah... well, I’m coming to ( namn på staden du bor på ) in 2 weeks.

Du: yeah, so I heard 

Zayn: Are you coming to the konsert... to watch us love?

Du: I don’t know, I mean, I have tickets but I don’t know if I can come

Zayn: Why not?

Du: I don’t know, I have to do a thing

Zayn: please come, I would like to see you, and I would like for you to meet the other boys

Du: I would like to meet them to but...

Zayn: Listen, I have to go but please think about it... I miss you and I really want to meet you.
Du: Okey, I’ll think about it

Zayn: great, talk to you later?

Du: yeah, bye

 

#Imagine:

“No!” With your free hand, you grab the door handle and open the front door. “Don’t…don’t touch me.” Your heart is beating louder and louder, as you step forward. You feel your heartbeat in your throat and it feels like you just swallowed little stones that make the gap in your trachea smaller. Your cheeks are hot and your face is full of red blotches, caused by the fact you’ve been crying. Tears are still streaming down your face and your legs are sore, knees are weak.

“Wait, [Your Name]! I-…” A desperate voice sounds behind you, but you try to ignore it.

“You don’t deserve me…” You softly whisper to yourself and while biting your lip, you step outside in the cold wind and close the door behind you with a loud smash. Eventually outside, you collapse on your knees, on the steps of the little stairs in front of the door. You bury your face in your hands and burst out into tears.

How could he? How could he just do this to you and leave you heartbroken, all alone? There’s no way he could make this right again.

With trembling arms and shaking legs you stand up, while the door opens behind you. In one fast, angry move, you turn around again.

“Now tell me?!” You shout loudly, your eyes almost spit fire. “What do you want from me?” You start to pant and your muscles are all tense. It remains silent, apart from your screaming echoing through the empty streets. Right there, in front of you, stands the boy you fell in love with. Or…

Suddenly you shake your head and look at him alertly. His brown and moist eyes look deplorable, his cheeks are wet from crying and his eyebrows form a hopeless frown. His usually nice styled black hair, lies along his face as if it’s inanimate. He opens his mouth, his perfect lips form your name and it’s like you’re stuck to the ground with super glue.

“I don’t want your excuses, Zayn.” Your voice doesn’t sound that persuading, but Zayn’s facial expression immediately changes in one second, as if he’s in deep pain. He sadly shakes his head, clenching his fists, as he closes his eyes and a tear falls down his eyelashes.

‘Turn around’, a voice in your mind repeats. ‘Walk away from him!’ But you don’t do anything and stare at Zayn. You just can’t walk away while seeing him like that, although your mind tells you not to stay. You love him.

Zayn steps forward and takes a deep breath, that sound makes you shiver over your back.

“Just listen to me. For a few minutes. For a few seconds. I don’t care, just listen to me”, he says. His voice sounds deep and soft, raspy as well. You can hear he’s been crying. “But please, don’t-… Don’t walk away.” Zayn’s voice breaks and he sniffs to keep in the tears. He’s having a hard time speaking properly, because the next sentence gets whispered: “Please don’t walk away. It’s like…my heart gets ripped out of my body.” Zayn starts to cry softly when you don’t reply and you’re absolutely nailed to the ground, not able to speak a word. Zayn slowly turns around.

“Have you said that to her as well?” You whisper and Zayn looks up. As you look each other in the eyes, something breaks inside you again and you start to yell. “Why, Zayn? I thought we were meant to be together! I thought…nothing would ever come between us. I thought what we had was real!” The last word gets spit out and Zayn cringes. You walk into him, he’s staring at you like he’s a deer in front of bright car lights, awaiting his death. You swallow and speak with a trembling voice: “Why did you kiss her, Zayn?”

With that sentence, Zayn’s lower lip starts to tremble and his eyes get even more teary.

“I was wrong. I was so, so wrong”, is all Zayn can say and he desperately puts his arms high up in the sky. You bite your lip and notice it starts to rain. You don’t mind at all. All that matters is that stupid boy standing in front of you. That stupid, stupid boy that broke your heart. That stupid boy you still love.

“I don’t know what I was doing, [Your Name]. I just know… No”, Zayn struggles with himself and he pulls his hands through his hair, searching for a solution.

The rain’s getting heavier and you feel your thin clothes getting wet. Zayn’s voice gets stuck in his throat and locks of black hair fall down his face together with the rain drops.

“I am sorry.” The words Zayn just spoke penetrate your mind and you look him into his brown, beautiful eyes, to realize he speaks the truth. “I am sorry and you don’t know how much I want you to forgive me, [Your Name].” Zayn steps closer, so his moist face is near yours. You look up at him, with the starry sky behind him, the teardrops and the raindrops being a perfect sad combination. He grabs one of your hands and you don’t even feel like shaking it off.

“Zayn…” You whisper.

“If only I could do this over again”, Zayn says intensely. “I feel so sorry.” A raindrop rolls down his nose and falls down right onto your hands. It remains silent and for a moment you can only hear the rain falling down on the pavement and the road. Zayn grabs your other hand and whispers: “I love you, [Your Name]. I truly do.”

His eyes are begging you and a sudden feeling floods over your body when you grab Zayn’s head and kiss him. Kiss him, passionately, while holding him so tight like you never want to let go ever again. Zayn answers to your kiss and his arms fold around your waist, pulling you close to his body. You don’t let go and open your mouth a little when you feel his soft tongue going along your lips lovingly and the rain falls down over your back. You suddenly let go of him and cry loudly, burying your face in his wet hair, his luscious and familiar smelling body odour makes you feel safe. You close your eyes and stay there, being in an intense embrace with Zayn in front of his house, while the rain’s falling down on you. You hear Zayn’s heartbeat close to you through his shirt and sigh deeply, whispering the last saving words:

“I forgive you.”

 #Imagine:

“Hurry up, girl!” You quickly turn around as you try to brush your hair. A pair of twinkling brown eyes smiles at you and you shake your head.

“Seriously! What makes you feel so impatient today, Zayn? You're whining. I mean, there’s no such thing as…” Zayn immediately groans:

“Don’t you dare to make that joke again”, he says and he pokes your tummy. You squint and watch him defiantly, pulling out your lips:

“There’s no such thing as a discount on mirrors today”, you say cheekily with a wide smile on your face. 

As an answer, Zayn walks towards you and lifts you up with one single and easy move. He’s holding you, just like your upper body lays over his shoulder and your face is behind him.

“Tell me again... What did you say?” Zayn whispers in your ear, holding you tight.

“Nothing”, you mumble with a chuckle.

“What did you say, babe? Don’t lie to me!” Zayn starts to walk around the room and carries you outside. You shriek when he starts to run faster.

“Okay, I give up, I admit it! There wasn’t a discount on mirrors, just a free dinner for two…” You say with a wide smile and Zayn puts you down again.

“Okay, pretty”, Zayn says and he looks you in the eyes, stroking a lock of hair out of your face. He grabs your hand and bites his lip, gesturing to the car.

“Shall we go now? Or aren’t you finished?” You wave your left hand in the air and say:

“Ah, I don’t mind, my hair’s okay like this.” You quickly touch a lock of your hair to make sure you really don’t look like an idiot at the moment. 

“I can’t wait”, Zayn says hastily and he almost drags you into the back of the car. “Tonight will be perfect.”

 

“Where is it, Zayn?” You ask him with a grin, watching his face and eyes, which are full of concentration. Suddenly he points at a lovely building, hidden behind some trees. A stone pavement leads to the building between a fountain and little ponds with lots of lovely flowers. The car you’re still in, which is a taxi cause none of you is allowed to drive yet, stops when Zayn tells the driver you’re at the place you’re supposed to be.

“Thank you, mister Harisson”, Zayn says and he pays the taxi driver. Zayn steps outside at first and decently opens the door for you.

“Here we are”, he says and he grabs your hand to help you out. You both greet the driver and start to walk down the path, having a look at the wonderful garden, which is showing. In the background you hear the birds singing and whistling and Zayn smiles at you happily.

“I hope you’re hungry tonight”, he says with a wide grin, smiling at the ground, so his lovely long eyelashes are visible. You chuckle softly and wipe away some hair out of your face with your left hand.

“I am babe, don’t worry.” 

Just as you reach the stairs in front of the building, you have a look at the sign of the restaurant. It looks really chic, but not too much. Zayn opens the door and you both enter the hall of the restaurant. Your jaw drops by seeing all those lovely chandeliers, large and comfortable-looking couches and… mirrors. You poke Zayn’s tummy and point at the great wall, filled with mirrors, in front of you. Zayn frowns and suddenly bursts out laughing, his eyes sparkle.

“Looks like someone just arrived in heaven”, you mumble and you laugh along with him.

Meanwhile you arrived at the actual entrance, where a nice man welcomes you.

“Have you booked, sir?” He asks friendly. Zayn nods and shows him a card. The man tells you to move on and Zayn pinches your hand, looking at you proudly.

“Would you like to sit at the balcony or here inside?” The man asks you and you decide to take a table at the balcony.

“Wow, such a wonderful sight”, you whisper at Zayn when you sit down at the balcony. The waiter appears and you both choose something to drink. The waiter takes your order and leaves again.

Zayn grabs your hands on the table. The soft lights of the candles light up his face and make him look gorgeously mysterious. You look down the balcony and discover the path you just walked down, twinkling lights looking beautiful in the soft moonlight. 

Zayn starts to stroke your handpalm with his thumb and whispers:

“It looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” You sigh deeply:

“Yes, it does Zayn. I’m completely stunned by the view.”

“Me too. It’s so pretty. Just like you, [Your Name].” It’s such a good thing that it’s so dark here, because you’re currently blushing and smiling like an idiot. 

“Thank you”, you answer shyly, not really sure what to say.

“It’s okay, love, I truly meant what I said, you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to. I also love to be here with you when it’s completely silent.” Zayn smiles and leans over the table, as his soft lips meet yours and he kisses you gently in the beautiful romantic lights.

 

“That was actually the most delicious dinner I ever had! I’m not even kidding!” You shout excited. Zayn took you with him for a walk around the garden after dinner. He laughs by seeing your happy face.

“I actually thought the same. And that dessert, ah! Like a piece of heaven on a spoon!” You grab Zayn’s hand and suddenly scream:

“Let’s dance, Zayn, I’m happy!” Zayn looks at you confused, but eventually he ends up joining you jumping and skipping on the grass. You scream happily and ignore the silly people looking at you both, acting like mad men or clowns.

Accidentally you stumble and take Zayn with you while you fall. He lands on top of you, but it does not hurt at all. Your heart skips a beat.

Zayn’s face is only a few centimetres away from yours and his brown eyes stray to your lips, as you feel his warm, sweet smelling breath tickling your skin. As his chest presses against yours and certain blades of grass prick your back, Zayn takes your face in his hands and starts to move closer, when his lips finally press against yours. You slowly open your mouth, as Zayn bites your upper lip teasingly, his hands stroke your hair, totally surrendering to your kiss.

Suddenly he stops. The moonlight shines behind him and with your hand you touch his jaw line. Zayn smiles at you and moves his lips closer to your ear, when he kisses your neck.

“I love you.”

 

#Imagine Zayn called you yesterday night. He sounded really sad on the phone, but you realized he didn’t let go what he really wanted to say. When you asked him what was wrong, he said he was fine. But he was obviously not: this didn’t feel right at all.

So, Zayn asked you to come over to the city park next morning. You agreed, but secretly you didn’t trust this whole thing. Why did he want to get together in the park? And he sounded so…grief. Almost disappointed. What if he wanted to break up with you? That thought made you feel very insecure and frightened. He still loved you, right?

 

With a sick feeling in your tummy you’re heading towards to the park. When you reach the large iron fence, you already see Zayn: he’s sitting under a tree, with his headphones on, his head’s moving along to the beat of the music he’s listening to.

“Zayn?” You say, hesitantly. He looks up and quickly puts his headphones off.

“Hi, love!” He shouts. Zayn doesn’t kiss you like he normally does, but he just hugs you cautiously.

“So… Vas happenin’?” You keep asking each other that every time, it became a joke.

Zayn looks into your eyes and you can’t nearly breathe. The glance he sends you is so heartbreaking you immediately want to run away from this park.

“I have to go”, Zayn suddenly says and he takes your hands.

“W-what do you mean?” You say confused, because this wasn’t what you expected.

“We’re leaving: the boys and me. We’re going on tour for one year.” Your breath failed, you gasp and stutter:

“What! O-one year? You’re kidding me, right?” Zayn shakes his head.

“No, I’m not…” Zayn bites his lip and it looks like he’s going to cry. So are you.

“Zayn…” You whisper, but Zayn puts his arms around you and pulls you close to him, he kisses the corner of your mouth and looks into your eyes again.

“I don’t want to leave you”, he whispers. “Not for one whole killing year.”

“ZAYN!”

You both get scared and let each other go. This exclamation came from Liam, who runs into you right now, with a big smile on his face.

“Not now, Liam”, Zayn sighs with moistly eyes and he looks away.

“No, Zayn, wait, you don’t understand!” Liam still laughs. “You know, I just called our management.”

You raise one eyebrow, and Zayn looks surprised at Liam.

“So what..?” He asks him. Liam chuckles and smiles teasingly.

“I just wanted to tell you your lovely girlfriend is allowed to go with us on tour.”

“WHAT?!” Zayn and you scream at the same time, and before he knows, Liam gets a hug-attack from the cutest couple on earth.

 

#Imagine you’re in London for a week, with your best friend. It’s like a present from your parents: they thought it would be nice to surprise you once.

Your friend and you got a little hotel room in the center of London. The hotel itself is really nice, and very cheap also, which is very useful.

Today your best friend and you decide to go shopping for a while.

 

“Abercrombie and Fitch, now?” You ask your friend. The large bags you already got at Jack Wills, Toms, H&M and Primark are really heavy and you almost collapse.

“Come on… We should get a drink at Starbucks now, I’m exhausted!” Your friend yells.

“Okay, okay, I agree. Then tell me where we have to go now, because I haven’t got a slightest idea”, you say as you follow your friend along the street.

 

“Ooh, I don’t know what to take! I don’t even like coffee!” You jump around indecisive as your friend moans:

“Gosh, love, will you ever change?” She laughs and orders a large cappuccino. “I’ll search for a table we can sit”, she says and she leaves you alone.

With a questionable expression on your face you watch the menu of Starbucks. Your friend was right: you never know what to choose over here.

“You can also choose tea or hot chocolate when you don’t like coffee?” Someone suddenly speaks from behind you. You turn around slowly and look straight into a beautiful pair of eyes.

“Or do you dislike those also?” The boy laughs and his amazing accent echoes in your head.

“Not really!” You say, a little bit taken back from all those gorgeousness at once. “I think I’m going to take hot chocolate, thank you!”

“Good choice”, the guy says, as his brown eyes twinkle and his long eyelashes take you to another world. This is by far the most attractive lad you’ve ever seen!

“I’m Zayn, by the way”, he says. You also mumble your name, you feel your cheeks get a little bit red.

“Nice name”, Zayn’s lips turn into a big smile and he bites his lip as he orders five bottles of fruit juice.

You follow him by ordering a medium hot chocolate with whipped cream.

“Ah, you like sweet, I see”, Zayn says cutely and you smile.

“Yes, I do! But hey, may I ask you, why do you order five bottles?” You ask him. “Are you that thirsty today?” Zayn laughs widely as he shakes his head.

“Obviously not! I got four for my mates as well.” He gestures with his hands to the window: from outside four other boys wave at him. They also look stunning, it’s incredible!

“Here you go, sir”, the woman at the checkout says, as she puts five bottles on the counter. Zayn pays, takes the bottles and turns around at you:

“Hey babe”, he says, “I really need to go now, I’m in a hurry much. I think we need to talk more often! Can I get your number, please?”

Almost amazed you watch him. What did he just say?

“Um, sure!” You stutter and you exchange numbers.

“Good luck with your hot chocolate”, Zayn laughs and he winks at you. “Talk to you soon!”

Zayn leaves you open-mouthed.

“Talk to you soon”, you whisper.

magine it's a snowy, cold night and Zayn asked you to come over to his place to watch a movie with him. Actually he never had to ask you that, because this is just what you two do every Friday night.
You jump on your bike, facing the cold outside. Even with three scarves wrapped around your neck you feel like you're going to freeze to death. Anyway, luckily it doesn't take that long to ride to Zayn's house.
During this little trip your hands get icy and you can't feel your toes anymore. A wide smile appears on your face when you're able to see the street Zayn lives in. When you reach his house you drop the bike in front of the big window, which is from the living room, and ring the bell. Zayn immediately opens the door.
'Come in, you must feel like a snowman right now.' Zayn smiles skew and corrects himself: 'Snowwoman. Or girl. Whatever, you get me anyway.'
Zayn kisses you quickly and helps you removing your jacket.
'Thanks, babe', you say. 'What movie are we going to watch this time? It's your turn to choose, remember?'
'Of course I remember!' Zayn says mysteriously, and he walks up the stairs first. You walk after him and both of you enter Zayn's bedroom.
'Are we the only ones at home tonight?' You ask him while plumping down on the loveseat. Zayn nods.
'Yup. So we can sing loudly wherever we want to, whenever we want to!' He chuckles and sits down next to you, after he'd clicked on 'play'.
The movie is just on for a few minutes, when suddenly a heavy noise sounds, which is from outside.
'What the hell!' You scream very frightened. Zayn also got scared, but he walks to the window to look outside.
'Come over here!' He says, his eyes widened. You stand up and do what he just told you.
'Oh my god', you say, almost breathless. This has to be the worst blizzard you've ever seen. Snow covers the street everywhere, like a white sparkling blanket. Not a cosy blanket, though. A very thick layer of snow shows itself around the house.
'Zayn, look!' You point at Zayn's neighbor's car. It's completely covered in snow.
'Well', Zayn says, 'I guess you need to stay here tonight... There's absolutely no way to get home when the weather's like this.' He lifts one eyebrow really provocatively and takes your left hand and rubs it softly, while looking into your eyes. You can't help it but you lick your lips.
What had to be a normal movie night probably turns into a very tensive one...