Give Me Love Z.M

"I'll do anything to protect you, no matter what." he whispers. I wrap my arms around him pulling him into a hug and he places his chin on my shoulder. "It's not your job to."
I whisper back into his neck. "Well it is now."
Zayn Malik is the new student at my high school. Things start happening between us. Is it true love? I don't know. I've never been in love with someone.


5. Done when I say


Zayn walked me to my next class, kissing my cheek as he left. Math was the only class we didn't have together but I had Louis in that class and he would entertain me for the whole period. "Hey Lex." Louis said grinning at me as I walked in just before the bell rang. "Hi Lou." I say throwing my stuff down on the desk and taking a seat. "So what's going on between you and that Malik guy?" he asks giving me a smirk and tapping his pencil. "Nothing Zayn and I are just friends." Louis nods but seems unsure if I'm lying or not. Our conversation was ended as the teacher walked in telling us to write down the problems on the board. 
Louis raised his hand trying to get the teachers attention. "Yes Mr. Tomlinson?" "Why exactly do we need to learn all of this crap when we don't even use it in everyday life?" The teacher glares at him then looks away not answering his question. "Alrighty then, someone took their bitchy pills today." He says reaching across the desk and mumbling that to me.  I let out a laugh and hit his arm playfully. The rest of the class Louis kept getting yelled at for making smart ass comments about everything the teacher did and he almost got kicked out. "You need to do that everyday."  I laugh as we walk down the hall, he stops at his locker and I keep walking. Suddenly I feel a tight grip on my waist as I'm harshly shoved against a wall. "I'm done with you when I say I am." Michael says his lips close to my ear, sending chills down my body.
 I felt completely trapped and I couldn't move. "You don't own me and you sure as hell can't tell me what to do." I say trying to punch his chest but he grabs my wrists putting them above my head.
 "Your so gonna pay for that slap earlier." I shut my eyes as he raises his hand about to hit me, but then I hear a familiar voice
that I was greatful to hear.
 "I suggest you let go of her." Michael removes himself from me, and I quickly run over to Zayn. He takes my hand and pulls me behind him, protecting me. "Stay the fuck away from her." Zayn says fist clenched. "Trying to be the hero aye?" "What are you gonna do when he's not around to save you?" 
He asks looking directly at me. "Fuck you." Zayn growls,
 he gently grabs my hand pulling me away from Michael. He takes me out the door going straight to the parking lot. "Are you alright?" Zayn asks me as we reach his car.  "Yeah I'm fine." "No you're not." he grabs my arm running his fingertips over the small bruises that had formed. "Are they anywhere else?" He asks giving me a worried look.
 I nod pointing to my waist. 
He lifts up some of my shirt exposing my stomach. You could see Michael's nail marks from how hard he was holding onto me. "Are you still going to say that he's better then me?" He rests his hands on my hips, his honey eyes looking at me making me at a loss for words. 
 "I don't think I knew what I was doing when I said that." He grins at me and leans in placing his soft lips on mine. I kiss back and smile as I do so. "I'll do anything to protect you, no matter what." he whispers. I wrap my arms around him pulling him into a hug and he places his chin on my shoulder. "It's not your job to."
 I whisper back into his neck. "Well it is now." 


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