Zayn #Imagine (Cerys)

#Imagine You and your boyfriend Zayn is out clubbing one night. You go outside to get some fresh air, as Zayn is coming 2 minutes later. Suddenly, there's someone who take you. His hand around your mouth, and he lifts you up. He drag you away from the club, quite far. You can't see the club anymore, but you could hear Zayn call your name. You bite the mysterious man's finger, so he removed his hand in pain.
'ZAAYYN!!!' You yelled as loud as you could. He took his hand up to your mouth again. After some seconds you bit him again.
'HEEELPP ZAYY-' He took his hand on your mouth.
'Shut up girl, or i kill you when i'm done' The man whispered in your ear, threatening.
He dragged you out into a side street. There wasn't anyone, except another guy who grinned, walking up to you two.
'So.. What's your name, beautiful?' He asked, looking down at your body.
'Shut up! My boyfriend will be here soon! Don't you dare touch me!' You said, crying.
'Oh, don't be such a bitch to me. Remember.. I'm the boss here..' He said, pointing at a gun he had in his pocket. Yoyr heart skipped a beat when you saw it.
'Good girl! Now, lets get some of this clothes at you, shouldn't we?' He smiled at you in a creepy way.
'Please..Please! I beg you, don't!' You cried, but he didn't listen.
'HEEEEEELPP!!!' You tried to yell, but no one could hear you.
'Shut her up' The man said. The other man laid you down, took some duct tape and putted it over your mouth.
'That was better! And don't you dare do nothing else than obey me, or else...' He pointed at his gun again. He took of your dress and thights. He played a bit with your breasts, before he thrusted into you. It hurted, but you couldn't say a sound. All your tears streamed down you neck. Your back hurted from the cold ground. The other man was gone. The other man moaned loudly. He was naked. Suddenly, you could see a shadow from behind him. He was too busy to notice. It was Zayn!
'Get out of my girlfriend!' He yelled. He stood with the gun from the other guys pants. The man got out of you, and your body started to relax a bit.
'Oh, so you think that you can come here, and play the hero for that bitch?' The man laughed. Zayn looked at you.
'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!' Zayn yelled, hitting the man on the side of his face, so he fell over. You could hear the police.
'Zayn looked at the man, and then you. He ran over to you, sitting down next you while taking the duct tape of your mouth.
'Babe! I'm so sorry!' He cried. So did you.
'No, Zayn.. Don't be!' You said, crying. He took your dress, lifted you up and took it over you again. It was pretty messy, but you didn't care.
'Oh babe, i promise to protect you better! I'm so sorry..' He cried. The police came, and short after was there an ambulance too. They took you with them, 'cause you had huge scratches oin your back from when he thrusted into you, because you were laying on the ground. Zayn sat next to you, holding your hand.
'When you got out of the hospital, Zayn slept at your house for the next week 'cause he was afraid something would happen to you, because you lived alone. Every night you fell asleep in his strong arms, feeling safer than ever.