Why Me? (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chloe Addison is an 18 year old girl. Her whole life has been terrible. She gets abused by her parents and has no friends. School is a misery and it seems like the whole world hates her until she meets Zayn Malik and the rest of One Direction. Meeting in a bad situation, they grow to like each other.

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16. Date

Zayn's POV

I felt as though I was going to throw up, I was so nervous. Chloe was still at the house while we had gone to the recording studio to talk to management and start writing some songs.

I knew I had to make up to Chloe so I was taking her out on a real date tonight. The boys and I had planned it all and it was perfect but I still was freaking out.

We arrived back home around 4 pm. We had two hours until Chloe and I would be leaving. I went into the kitchen and saw Chloe on the sofa, curled up and watching a movie.

"Hey Chlo," I said, walking over to her and sitting down next to her, kissing her on the forehead. "Hey Zayn," she said smiling. "How's our baby?" I asked, patting her stomach softly.

"Our?" she asked, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Well, I thought that we could raise it ourselves. I mean, we don't have to and..." I trailed off, wondering why the hell I said it.

"Zayn, I would love to. Thank you so much!" she said, smiling and hugging me tightly. "You sure?" I asked. "Of course," she said, kissing me slowly.

I stopped the kiss and said," now go up to your room and you will see a something on your bed. Follow what it says and come down when you are ready, ok?"

"Zayn, what are you doing?" she asked. "Just do it," I said, pecking her on the lips.

Chloe's POV

I went upstairs, thoughts running through my mind. What was Zayn doing? I was so touched by him wanting to raise the baby. I didn't want to get an abortion and I think he recognised that. I couldn't kill an innocent child.

I opened the door and saw a piece of paper, a dress and some shoes lying on my bed. Butterflies running round my stomach I went up to it.

Hey Chlo. Put this dress on and make yourself look more beautiful then you already do. Zayn xxx

I couldn't help but smile at his words. I slipped the dress on which was a beautiful orange dress with straps. It was mid-thigh and went further down at the back like on of those max, er, maxi, I don't know. Maxi dresses?

I  had a nice, long shower then slipped the dress on and put some mascara and eyeliner on, along with some lipgloss. I had bought the makeup when we went shopping.

By the time I was done it was 5:50. Wow, I had spent a long time and I didn't even know where I was going.

I gave one last look in the mirror before leaving my room and going downstairs. I heard the boys downstairs, laughing and shouting. I had got used to the chaos by now, it was never going to change.

I entered the kitchen and all the boys turned round to see me. There mouths gaped open and I started feeling very self-conscious. "Um... guys?" I asked nervously.

"You look... Oh my god," gasped Zayn. I turned around, to get out of the dress. This was a very bad idea, I looked awful. Someone grabbed my arm," Chloe, where are you going?" "I look bad in this, I am going to get changed."

Zayn chuckled, I didn't see what was so funny about this. "You don't look ugly, you look amazing! Honestly. You look... beautiful," Zayn said truthfully.

"Really?" "Of course, now come on, lets go," and he took my hand and led me out.

Zayn's POV

I led her to the car and I opened the door for her. She giggled," such a gentlemen." I got in the other side and started driving.

"Where are we going?" she asked. "It's a surprise," I said happily. "Ugh, I hate surprises," she moaned, slumping into her seat. "You will love this one," I said, looking at her.

"Hmph," she sulked. I grinned and turned the corner.

About 10 minutes later we arrived at an outside ice-rink. It was empty since I had booked it for just us. At the side was a table for two under a veranda with lights hanging down.

"Oh. My. God," she said, gaping at the sight. "Do you like it?" I asked nervously. "I love it Zayn!" she exclaimed," but..." "What is it Chloe?" "Um..  well, this might sound weird but... I don't know how to ice skate..." she said, trailing off and looking down at the ground.

"Don't worry about that babe, I can teach you," I said, kissing her lightly. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Of course, it will be fun!" I said, taking her hand.

We fitted our ice-skates and hobbled over to the ice rink. I got on first and then held out my hands for her. "Don't worry Chlo, it will be ok. I will have you," I said as she hesitated. She nodded and took my hands.

I led her through it and soon she was really good. "LET'S RACE!" she shouted, sprinting off. "Hey! You had a head start!" I shouted after her. I sprinted after her.

I caught up with her and grabbed her by her waist. "You only just learn't, you aren't supposed to be better than me," I said, pretending to sulk.

Chloe's POV

I chuckled and pecked him. "Don't worry Zayn, next time we race, I will let you win," I said, smirking. "Hey," he said, patting my arm. I laughed and he pulled me in. Our faces were extremely close and just as he was about to kiss me he said," Chlo. I know that you probably don't want to hear this but I am so sorry about hurting you. I should have been there for you an-"

I stopped him with a slow, long kiss. "I forgive you Zayn... Now! Let's race," I said and pulled his hand. "Oh, I was enjoying that," he groaned although grinning at the same time.

"Stop being a weirdo Zayn," I laughed hitting his stomach. "Come on, let's race! 3... 2... 1!" and we both sped off. Zayn was beating me at first but then I caught up at the last minute and won.

"YAY!" I exclaimed, dancing around on the ice, forgetting that I had just learnt to ice-skate. Zayn started laughing, as I zoomed around doing some weird dance moves.

Suddenly, I came closer and closer to Zayn. As I lean't to hug him, I tripped over his feet and came crashing down to the floor, landing onto my ankle. I tried not to show my pain as my ankled throbbed.

"Oh my god, Chlo, are you ok?" asked Zayn, rushing over to me and bending down. I tried to say something but I couldn't, tears answered the question instead. "Chloe, I'm so sorry," Zayn said, picking me up bridal style.

"Zayn, what are you doing?" I asked, relieved that the tears were subsiding. "I'm carrying you because you have hurt your ankle and you can't walk on it," he said simply. "I nestled my head into his chest," thanks Zayn." "It's ok babe," he said, kissing my hair.

I felt tingles run down my spine at the word 'babe'. I felt myself no longer in Zayn's arms but in a chair. I looked up to see Zayn on the other side of the decorated table I had seen when we had arrived. "Dinner m'lady," he said poshly. I laughed," thanks Zayn."

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Awwww, they are so cute!!!! More drama coming up in the next chapters!!!!

Plz fan, like and comment!!!!

Love you guys,

Mina x

 

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