Nialler\'sNandos · @ReghanDanielle
17th Sep 2012 from Twitlonger
Long Zayn #imagine
I furiously knocked on the door to mine and Zayn's flat after I sat in my car for half an hour, just waiting for whoever was in my house. A girl with light blonde hair exited the house with Zayn's shirt on, making my body fill with anger. The door opened and revealed a shirtless Zayn, his hair all messed up. I raised my hand and it connected with his cheek. I pushed my way past him and up the stairs.
"(Y/N), wait!" He yelled, his voice breaking at the end.
"Don't tell me to wait, Zayn! I saw her leave the house! And, I'm doing the same thing!" I yelled back.
I finally made it to the room. I slammed the door shut and locked the door. I grabbed my duffle bag from under the bed.
"Boo, please let me explain! What are you doing?"
"Explain what?! That you fucked another girl when you knew I was coming home today!? I packing my bag. I'm leaving."
I heard the door slam and I turned to look at it. He was somehow able to get the door open. He looked at my bag and dropped to his knees. He tangled his fingers in his hair as a sob came out of his mouth.
I have to admit, I still love him with all my heart. It hurts me to see him like this, but I don't like being played with like I was a puppet.
"No. I don't want toy to leave. I wan- I NEED you to stay here with me. I won't be able to keep it together if you leave. Please. It was the biggest mistake of my life. I just can't let you leave. I'll do anything. Just... please don't leave me."
I didn't even notice that he wa right in front of me right now. He had his arms wrapped tightly around my waist, prohibiting me from going anywhere. His face was pressed into my stomach. I could feel his tears soaking through my shirt and little wet spots on my skin. I placed my hand on his shoulder.
I had made my decision.
"I'm going to stay at a hotel for tonight, think things out. You'll need to win my trust back if you want me to stay. But, it won't be easy. I just don't thing I'll be able to trust you as much as I did before all of this." I had to pull his arms from around my waist. I grabbed my bag and turned to see Zayn still on his knees, crying into his shirt. I bent over and kissed his head.
I walked downstairs and I coud hear his footsteps behing me.
I opened the door before 2 strong arms found their way around my waist again.
"Pleae don't leave me."
I held back tears as I tore his arms from my waist.
I walked to my car and drove to the nearest hotel, leaving my world behind me.
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