Out of Time (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

“Sometimes I feel like I was mistaken, you must be an angel. Sit down and teach me what life is all about. I see myself changing no longer a stranger; you gave me a reason to never die. You are my only hope…”

Zayn Malik.

One afternoon, one homeless person and one mistake he did changed his life forever.


Because he’s cursed. Cursed to live forever.

The only way to lift the curse is to receive a kiss and to be loved back by a girl who he’ll fall in love with. But it wouldn’t be so easy if he were a wanted criminal. Right?

Tick tock, time is running out. He only has a limited amount of time left and if he’s not able to lift the curse before time runs out, the curse stays with him forever.

“Love isn't easy, but it must be fought for. Because once you find it, it can never be replaced.”

{Note/Warning: There will be some abusive and sexual contents in this story. Zayn Malik is NOT harmful in anyway possible in real lif


6. Chapter 6.


*Zayn’s POV*


I woke up from the sun shining through my window, I groaned and suddenly widened my eyes, because I realized that Madeline was chained downstairs and it was all my fault. I pushed her down the stairs, threw punches and kicks at her and she’s probably very injured now. I just didn’t know what I was thinking. God, Zayn what have you done?


Without thinking, I rushed downstairs to the torture room and rushed down the stairs. My eyes widened at the site; Madeline was surrounded by her blood, she was chained to a wall, blindfolded. But one thing made me want to rip my heart off my chest; she was lying on the ground, and she doesn’t even look like she’s breathing. I gasped and ran to her.


“Madeline!” I screamed


Oh my god, what have I done. I quickly unchained her from the wall, which made her hand fall to the ground and then I took her blindfold off. I quickly put my hands under her and carried her up the stairs into my room.


I gently put her down on the bed and started cursing because I don’t even know what to do. Maybe Jace could help. I sprinted out the door and ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Jace is my only servant here, I trust him not to tell people about me, or where I live and all that because well, let’s just say I do.


“Jace!” I screamed. In less than a minute, he appeared out the kitchen door.


“Yes, sir?” he asked.


“Madeline. She’s- I- Room- Help” I kept stuttering and I can’t even put the right words into a sentence that would actually make sense. I was speechless. God, what the hell made me do this to Madeline?


“What happened? I’m not understanding a word you’re saying, sir”


“Just come with me.”


I ran up the stairs and Jace was right behind me, when we reached my room. Madeline was still on my bed, covered in blood.


“oh dear.” Jace gasped


“Don’t just stand there! Do something! Please!” I screamed.


“Alright. Just give me a minute to get the first aid kit.


He quickly ran outside my room to get it.




Jace took around an hour or so to clean Madeline’s bruises and cuts. Unfortunately, she hasn’t woke up yet, apparently, Jace said he was once a doctor before he worked for me, so he knew what to do and none of this was new to him. He also said that she would probably wake up in a few hours and that she’ll be all right.


I sighed and climbed on the bed beside her. I faced the ceiling and just started thinking.


I actually do like Madeline, but when I say ‘like’, I don’t mean 100% like her, because it’s literally been only 3-4 days since Madeline got here and honestly, it’s been a very eventful 4 days.  But let’s be honest here, I’m probably starting to like her a bit.


I sighed and close my eyes


How did she even end up with me, in this house? Maybe it’s fate? Maybe she’s the key to lifting up my damn curse; maybe she’s the answer to everything. Maybe the curse will lift after all. Maybe if I could make her like me, or even better, fall in love with me, then I can lift the curse with such ease. But it’s really difficult right now, because I’ve probably scared her to death and she has blacked out because of me. Maybe if we could start fresh, then we’ll both get to know each other and things will work out even better.


Slowly, I drifted off to sleep with all the thinking.




I felt somebody moving and stretching and a bit of whimpering beside me. Urgh, I wonder who it could be, I’m really slee-


Madeline! I gasped and jolted my eyes open, I quickly sat down and stared at her moving, but her eyes are shut. She’s alive! I sighed in relief and began gently shaking her.


“Madeline, love, wake up.” I whispered.


“Madeline.” I repeated her name over and over.


When I was about to repeat her name once again but her eyes suddenly opened and she jolted awake. Her eyes scanning the room and after a few seconds, her eyes settled on me. She gasped and let out an ear piercing scream, she moved back, but it made her fall off the bed. She stopped screaming.


“Fuck!” She screamed.


“My body hurts so bad!” She whimpered.


I sighed and went to her side to help her up. But when I tried helping her up, she smacked my hand away and started crying.


“Please don’t hurt me! I’m sorry” She cried.


“No, no. I’m sorry, please let me help you. I won’t hurt you. I promise” I smiled at her to reassure her. I was hoping she’d just forgive me and maybe start fresh, but she always had to do the hard way.


“I- I- Please- I- Get away from me!” She screamed.


“Please, just let me place you on the bed.” 


She looked up at me with her beautiful blue eyes and slightly nodded. I carried her to the bed and placed her down on the bed. I need Madeline to trust me and at least like me, so I really have to be patient with her, or I would never break this curse. Hey, don’t get me wrong; I’m not using her. Like I said before, I do really like her and I really want her to like me back.


“Do you want something to drink?”


“Um, sure. I guess”


“Wait here, I’m going to go downstairs to get your drink.” I smiled


She whispered an ‘okay’ right before I shut the door to go downstairs.


I went down the stairs, to the kitchen and opened the cupboard. I got a glass and went to the water dispenser.


Once the glass is filled with warm water, I went up the stairs to my room. Strange, the door is not closed properly, I thought I closed it shut when I left the room. I shrugged it off and went inside the room.


“Madeline, here’s your-“


Before I could finish my sentence, I quickly set the glass down and jumped on the bed, throwing the blanket down on the floor. I panicked and searched around the room; Madeline isn’t in this room. She must’ve escaped.


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