Professional boxer Zayn Malik has an extremely crazy past. So crazy, that he started boxing because of it so he could let all of his anger out. His only escape from the past seems to be Jade. And he's willing to fight.. For her love.
∞ A Zayn Malik fan fiction ∞


14. Chapter 14 ♥️

( Jade's P.O.V )

Me and Zayn spent almost all day at the gym training. He showed me a bunch of things to do if someone where ever to attack me again, and I actually learned some new tricks. At one point, I even kicked Zayn in the wrong area, and it didn't end up so well.

Thank god for ice.

"Well, today went pretty well.. Other than you kicking me in my crotch." Zayn smirks.

"Yeah, i'm sorry about that again.." I chuckle.

"Yeah, yeah. You ready to go home?" He laughs while picking his gym bag up off of the floor.

I nod and we head out of the doors.

I begin to walk towards my car, and luckily Zayn's truck ends up being right beside mine.

"I had fun today.. Lots." I smile at him while he leans on his truck.

"Me too.. I kind of don't want to leave you." He blurts out.

I feel my cheeks heat up and nod my head.

"Me neither."

"Call me before you fall asleep.. I.. I want to say goodnight and stuff." He stutters.

"I will." I smile.

"Alright.. Well, i'll see you again soon.. Right Jade?"

"Of course."

He brings his body closer to mines and we give a long hug.

Being in his arms is one of the most fascinating feels ever. I feel warm, safe, and comfy whenever i'm in his embrace.

He breaks the hug sadly, and smiles at me.

"Night Jade."

"Night Zayn."

I step into my car, and drive off home.

Once I arrive home, I walk into my bedroom. I change into black sweats pants and a purple long sleeve shirt. I tie my hair up into a bun and slip into my bed. Turning on the tv, I remember that I need to call Zayn. Well I don't need to.. But the fact that he wants me to, makes me feel like I have to. I find it adorabley cute how he wanted me to call him.

I grab my phone from my bed, and click call under Zayn's name.

"Hey." Zayn's voice speaks, making my heart twist.


"Are you tired?"

I'm honestly exhausted, but to be completely honest.. I'd rather be talking to Zayn right now instead of sleeping.

"No, you?" I lie.

"Nope, just bored." He huffs.

"Me too." I giggle.

"Wanna play a game?"

I laugh and wonder how we would play a game through the phone.

"Like what?"

"I don't know.. Would you rather?" He laughs.

I laugh along with him and nod, even though he can't even see me.


"Alright.. Would you rather eat an ant or a worm?" Zayn laughs while speaking.

"Ew.. probably an ant." I chuckle.

"Me too. Your turn."

I mentally think of a question in my head, and come up with a decent one.

"Would you rather sleep in the snow or the rain?"

I hear Zayn give a low 'hmm' and he answers.

"Either way, i'd die of ammonia or bronchitis.. but the snow."

I smile and agree with him in my mind.

"Your turn."

There's a short silence and he finally speaks up.

"Would you rather be hopelessly in love with someone that will never love you back or married to someone you hate with a passion?"

I flinch at his words. How did he get from talking about ants.. to talking about love? I think very hard about his question.

"Being married to someone who I hate." I confess.

"Why would you?.. You hate that person with everything you have." His voice changes to a more serious tone.

"Yeah, but i'm endlessly in love with somone I know will never love me back. I wouldn't be able to handle that type of pain. It'd leave ache in my heart for the rest of my life.. and let's just say that i'm not the best with pain."

"Oh.. do you love anyone Jade?"

My heart fastens. Love is a crazy word.. really crazy. I thought I loved Luke.. thought. Now, I have no intentions on ever being in love again. But then there's Zayn. He makes me laugh, makes me feel like I can actually be myself, and he protects me. I like Zayn, I have to admit that.. but love, no.

"No." I admit.

"Okay.. well, I have to go.. night Jade." He hangs up before I have a chance to say goodbye back.

What the hell was that about?

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