Zayn #Imagine (Saibah)

#Imagine you have a boyfriend called Nick. He wasn't the best boyfriend in the world, but you survived. After a couple months together, he started to be a bit violent against you, cause you spented a lot of time at your best friend, Zayn's house. He didn't liked it when you were over there, he got so jealous. Everytime he called you, and you said you were over at Zayn's, he got really mad at you. If you didn't came home to him after he'd called, he would hurt you. And he did. A lot. You always had long-sleeve shirts on, and you never showed up in a bikini when you were on the beach. You was at Zayn's apartment, and Nick haven't called you yet. After a couple hours, you started to walk home cause you were afraid that Nick was going over to Zayn to see if you were there. When you was about halfway home, you called Nick.
'Hello?' He said in the phone. You could hear loud music in the background.
'Where are you, Nick?' You asked confused. He said that he wasn't going anywhere tonight.
'I'm at a party' He said, he sounded drunk.
'Where? With who?' You asked him a bit mad.
'I don't know where. I'm with Sarah and Victoria, my beautiful girls!' He said, and you could hear some girls laugh.
'So, it's fine for you to be with 2 girls who you probably have kissed, but it's not fine for me to be with my best friend?!' You yelled to him.
'Shut up! You are MINE, and i determine who you are with!' He yelled back.
'WE'RE OVER!' You yelled in the phone, hanging on. You cried, and everyone in the street was staring at you. You then noticed that you was standing on Oxford Street, you have walked in a totally wrong direction. You hurried away, running over to Zayn's house. You knocked on the door, still crying.
'What's wrong, Saibah?' He asked, as you walked in. You told him everything.
'Listen.. He's a jerk. You deserve so much better than him' He kept saying to you. You didn't really cry because of your lost, you cried because of the thought what he would do to you when he found out that you had broken up with him. You told Zayn, and he let you sleep at his house. Nothing happened between you too. But you secretly had a crush on him. Come on, he was Zayn Malik! Every girl in town had a crush on him. The next day, you sat in his kitchen, reading the newspaper. Suddenly it knocked on the door violently. Zayn opened. After some seconds, Nick was walking into the kitchen, took your arm and dragged you outside. He took you inside his car, and started to beat you. He holded your wrists tight so you got marks. After a couple minutes struggling, you finally hit him in the right place. You rushed out of his car, yelling to him not to touch you again. You ran into Zayn again, crying even more than the night before because of the pain. Zayn saw it, your wounds. He couldn't believe it, he hugged you tight.
'Babe.. Why haven't you told me that he did this to you?' He asked you, sad.
'I.. I was afraid that he would hurt me even more..' You cried.
'Shh.. It's over now..' He said, while he stroke your hair.
'I love you..' He whispered into your hair. You pulled back.
'Wh..What?' You looked confused at him.
'Oh.. Nothing, i just said.. Uhm..' He looked down.
'I love you too' You smiled. He looked up at you.
'Seriously?' He asked you, smiling too.
'Yeah.. You have kept me alive trough all this, Zayn. If it wasn't for you, who knows where i had been right now?' You said, laying your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beat really fast.
'Babe, let me see your face again..' He said, and you pulled back.
'Your so beautiful.. I've waited for so long to kiss you..' He whispered, taking his head closer to yours, and so did you. After a couple seconds, your lips were pressed together in a soft kiss. You could feel him smile.