The Darkness Within~Zayn Malik Fan Fiction~

Abigail Rose Cartwright is just out of high school and is happy that she gets to live with her best friend, Madeline Scott. To celebrate, the girls have been planning for their night out in Bradford. When Abigail meets someone that she was forced to, everything goes wrong when their dark pasts collide.


16. Chapter 16:

Chapter 16:

***Abigail's P.O.V.***

Zayn practically throws me onto his couch and stands in front of me. This part of him scared me, "Where were you?" He harshly asks

"Somewhere." I reply

"Don't fucking lie to me Abbie!" He yells

"Why do you need to know where I was if Madeline already told you!" I yell back at him and stand up from the couch

"How do you know that she told me?" He asks

"Because she texted me about it."

"Abigail, what's the problem?" He asks me with a sigh


"It's personal, isn't it?" He asks


"Then why didn't you just tell me that?" He asks

I'm not having this argument anymore. I walk towards the door but Zayn grabs my wrists and pins me against the wall

"You're not leaving this fucking place!" He yells

"You can't keep me from home!" I yell back

"Not entirely..." His voice softens

"What do you mean?" I ask, confused as to what he meant

"Here." He hands me the little white envelope Louis gave him.

"What's this?"

"Just open it." I smile grows on his face and I open it.

I feel papers inside, but when I pull out the papers, it's two tickets to..., "Spain?!" I yell

"Happy birthday, babe!" Zayn hugs me. "Check what else is in there."

I do as he says and check the envelope. I feel another piece of paper. It's a brochure for a private bungalow on the beach

"Holy shit, Zayn!" I kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck and he lifts me up then I wrap my legs around him. We walk into the bedroom and I place the papers, along with the envelope, on his dresser. We fall onto the bed and Zayn lets his tongue enter my mouth, "Thank you..." I mumble and his lips trail down to my neck

"Welcome, babe."

"But how much did this all cost you?" I ask

"It doesn't matter. As long as it's for you, money doesn't matter." Zayn continues kissing my neck, but then his hands travel to my sides and tickle them

"No!" I scream as I jump off the bed, laughing

"Oh, so you're ticklish there?" Zayn teases me, "Oh come here, baby! This is gonna be fun!"

We chase each other around the flat, then Zayn finally caught me in the kitchen

"I'm all yours, baby!" I open my arms and Zayn picks me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist

"Damn right, you are." He smirks and we fall into another hot make out. We reach his room and were both out of our clothes in a matter of seconds. Zayn was just about to pull down his boxers and enter me when the doorbell rang, "Hold on, babe." I nod my head and he walks off, "What?" He snaps as he opens the door

"Hi Zayn." It's Spencer. You've got to be fucking kidding me, "Was I interrupting something?" He asks

"Yes, now what do you want?" Zayn snaps


"Shh!" It was all whispers from there.

I crawl under the covers and lie on my stomach with my head, on my hands, on the pillow. I leave my back and legs exposed, covering only my bum. I feel myself slowly drifting into darkness. I can't believe that my brother is back, but so is Chris. Zayn doesn't know about what happened between Chris and I. Zayn doesn't know about my past or family. It's better if it stays like that.

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