Holding on to what I have

Layla looks like any other teenage girl, she's pretty with long brown hair and green eyes. She's smart and has plenty of friends. But that's just the outside, on the inside she's breaking. Her parents just got a divorce and she lives with her dad who abuses her. Her mom just moved to London, Layla has had enough and she runs away and goes to her mother's house. While she's there she runs into the one and only Zayn Malik. She becomes friends with hum, but it seems like there is a romance brewing between him and her. Will she be too scared to let him into her life? Or will she finally open up to someone and let them in, let them help her with everything that has happened.

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20. Their Conversation

I'm sitting on the couch next to my mum with Zayn's arm around my shoulders. "Why is your face bruised?" She asks me.

"Mum, there's something I have to tell you." I start. I look up into her eyes. "I'm not here because of school, I ran away." She stares at me disbelief.

"What! Why?"

"Dad did this to me. Ever since you left, he, he hit me and slapped me." I start crying again and Zayn pulls me closer to him. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" My mum asks. She kneels down next to me, "I'm am so sorry, this is all my fault. I left you with him. Layla, I am so sorry."

"It's not your fault mum." 

"Yes, yes it is. I could have stayed. I didn't have to leave. If I stayed he would have never hurt you."

"You can't change the past, everything happens for a reason."  

"What was the reason for your father hurting you Layla? There was no reason for that."

"So I could get away from him. So I could see who he truly is."

"Well, he's going to find who he truly is in jail." Zayn says. I look at him.

"I don't want him to go to jail." I say quietly. I know no matter what I say he will want him to go, he thinks its what he deserves. It is what he deserves. But nobody always get;s what they deserve do they? I don't deserve Zayn, yet I'm sitting right next to him right now with his arm around me.

"Layla, he has to go to jail." My mum says.

"No, he should go. He doesn't have to, and they only way he will is if I press charges against him for hitting me." I say.

"I could press charges. He hit me." Zayn says. I look at him, I knew my dad hurt him too. But that was only physically, not mentally  He didn't think that he would never hurt him, that he would always be there for him.

"Zayn," I start, but then the tears come. I fall into his shoulder and start crying. How could I let my dad hurt him? How could I be so selfish? 

"Layla, I won't press charges if you don't want me to. If it means that much to you."

"That's not why I'm crying." I say. "I let him hurt you. I didn't stop him, I'm so sorry."

"Lay, you couldn't have stopped him. He would have hurt you again. I would rather him hurt me than you." He brushes a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

"So I'm guessing you two are, together?" My mum says. 

I laugh, "Yeah."

Zayn smiles and hugs me. I hug him back, "So, now I guess you will be living with me." my mum tells me.

"Yeah, seeing how I can't go back to him."

"I will also have to find a school for you. Oh, and does Kelli really go to your old school?"  

I hadn't told her about Kelli. "Um, Kelli was home schooled and she, she um, isn't in London anymore. " 

"Where is she?" 

"I don't know. She ran away yesterday."

"Oh, I don't know what to say." 

"It's alright."

I get up and walk to my room. Leaving Zayn and my mum alone. I sit on my bed and think about the last week. I ran away, meet Kelli, meet One Direction, hung out with One Direction, Kelli left, Jordan came, my dad showed up, and I'm with Zayn now. Really my life was crazy. 

I could hear my mum and Zayn talking, "She has been through a lot lately. I don't want you breaking her heart." My mum says.

"I would never break her heart. Ever since I meet her she's changed me. I see her and all I see is a beautiful girl with a great personality that I just want to be able to call mine."

I blush, he could have any girl, any girl that he wants, and he wants me.

"Well, you make her happy. I know that much, when ever she talks bout you she smiles. And she's been smiling a lot lately."

"She talks about me?"

"Yeah, she really likes you. I think at first she was just afraid of her emotions. And considering that she just ran away from being abused, I don't think she wanted to let someone into her life."

"I will protect her. I won't let anyone hurt her, ever."

"I believe you."

"Thank you." I hear Zayn get up and soon I see him at my doorway.

"Hey." He says.

"Hi." He sits down next to me.

"I have to go, I'll text you later." 

"Okay." I whisper. I don't want him to leave, I want him to stay with me. He kisses me on the cheek and walks to the door.

"Bye." He says with a smile.

"Bye." And with that he walks down the hall and leaves.

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