I was best friends with him. I never thought I would feel this way about him before. But when I got one good look into his eyes, I melted. He was perfect. Fabulous. AmaZayn. Everything I had ever wanted. He was Zayn.

This fanfiction is before they were famous.


16. Save You

Michelle's P.O.V


I couldn't sleep. I was too worried. I got up and walked into Zayn's room. I was in one of Zayn's favorite

t-shirts. I sat on Zayn's bed. It was cold. I remembered that morning, I had tackled him. It was my idea to go to the park. It was my fault we had waited till night to go home. I wasn't watching the cars. It was my fault Zayn wasn't there! My fault! I began to cry, and cry, and cry.

"You look hot in my t-shirts." I stopped crying and slowly looked up.

"Zayn!" I yelled as I ran up to him. "How are you okay?"

"I woke up a week ago. The doctor said the bones healed while I was there." He answered. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up. I kissed him as I clung on to his jacket. 

"I missed you so much!" I said.

"I know. You told me." He replied.

"So you did hear me!" I said in an excited tone.

"I squeezed your hand, didn't I?" He smiled. I kissed him. He walked over to his bed and set me down. He then laid down next to me. We cuddled on the bed as I fell asleep. He was here. He was safe.

The next morning I turned over and kissed him. He opened his eyes and smiled.

"Zayn. Don't ever save me again." I mumbled.

"I am sorry, but I cant do that." He responded. I missed his morning voice. I missed his accent. I missed him.


A/N: Hi! I finally updated. I am going to try and update more often now. Im sorry for the long wait! Hope you liked the chapter! Thx!

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