Poetry - Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Zayn Malik. He's sweet and caring. Never would he hurt a soul. That's his cover. His dirty past is built of lies and destruction. He finds a girl, a girl by the name of Noel. What keeps them sane? Poetry.


7. "Secrets are made to be found out with time."

Secrets are made to be found out with time. -Charles Sanford 

Zayn was there once again, coming through the window, secretly meeting her. All the anger, the madness, the hatred, it was gone. Disappeared overnight. But why would they stay mad? What would be the point? All Noel knew was that Zayn would fulfill his text, making out.

"Hello, love," Zayn said, bending down and kissing Noel's head, brushing the soft brown hair with his long, slim fingers.

"Hello," she hummed back, pulling him closer. He was much taller than her, probably about eight inches about her, but she liked that. That was he could calm her, and in other terms, be in control.

Zayn brought his head down, littering her neck with kisses, moving up to her pink cheeks. The pad of footsteps sounded in the hallway, but Noel didn't worry. She wanted to stay in the moment for as long as she could, him hugging her, kissing her, squeezing her; no interruptions. She closed her eyes, felt his thin lips on hers, feeling his heart through his chest. That didn't last long.

The door slowly opened, and Noel's eyes flicked open in a heartbeat. Surely enough, Sasha was standing there, eyes wide and jaw dropped. Her pupils darted from Zayn to Noel, anxious to know what was going on.

"What the Hell?" she hissed, chest heaving.

Zayn backed away from Noel, hands slipping off her back and head. He was speechless, she could tell.

"Sasha, please," Noel whimpered, knowing this wouldn't end well.

"Noel, WHAT THE HELL?" she said, advancing closer to the couple. Zayn made his way for the window, but Sasha saw him before he could run. "You," she pointed at Zayn. "STAY." He listened, still not speaking.

"Okay," Noel breathed, holding Sasha at the shoulder, squinting into her eyes. "I'm dating Zayn, okay? I don't give a crap what you think. I like him. He's my boyfriend. And it's good you know now, because I didn't think I could wait any longer for keeping it in."

Sasha looked astonished, puzzled, and even a bit scared. "Why didn't you listen to me..?" she whispered, glancing at Zayn then staring right back at Noel, who looked tougher than before. "We're supposed to listen to each other."

It was Zayn's turn to speak. "Look Sasha," he said, and Noel hoped he wouldn't piss her off in any way. "This isn't a fairy-tale, best friends don't always listen to every word they say. Noel's eighteen. She can make her own decisions, and her decision was to date me. If you aren't okay with it, that's your problem. So please, stick to your own love life"

Noel nodded. "I couldn't have said it better myself."

Sasha stood there, glancing from Zayn to Noel, and vica-versa. She took a long, deep breath out, and cocked her head at Zayn. "If you hurt Noel in any way, you'll wish none of us ever met." And that was that, she shut the bedroom door behind her, going to her bedroom, most likely. 

"I think it's time for you to go," Noel said, not in a rude way. It was true. 

"I know, I'm sorry."

"You don't need to be," she said, standing on his shoes and kissing him, waving him goodbye as he left. 

Noel immediately went to Sasha's room to see if she was alright. The familiar peach color of the walls surrounded the bed, big and white. Sasha laid on the mattress, back pressed against the blanket, eyes staring at the ceiling. 

"Noel, go back to Zayn," she mumbled under her breath, placing her hand on her stomach.

Noel rolled her eyes and sat on the bed, making Sasha move a bit. "He's gone, and are you okay with all this?"

"I guess," she sighed. "But if he hurts you, I'll be there for you."

"Thanks," Noel smiled. "But he's changed." Noel thought of the day before, his angry outburst. But that was normal, nothing painful or drastic. "He has."

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