Haunted Love

"Zayn, I'm scared"
"I'll protect you"
"Say you'll never let me go"
"I don't want to break another promise"
"Your different"
"That's just who I am"
"Its not the same"
"You've changed"



16. Who's Alex?!

Your POV I woke up to Zayn crawling out of bed. "Good morning beautiful" he left the room and I tried to get out of bed, but instead I fell on my butt. It REALLY hurt. I whined and called for people to help me. Zayn came running in. "What's wrong?" "I fell Zayn and I can't get back up" "oh. Are you okay?" "Yeah, can you help me up?" He picked me up over his shoulders. "Zayn this isn't what I meant!" I yelled playfully. He put me down and I ran away from him. I ran and hid in Nialls room and hid in his closet. Zayn crept in and scared me. I screamed and he picked me up upside down. He carried me to the couch and dropped me on it for a softer landing. He tickled me until I couldn't take it. Then he kissed most of my bruises. "Who is this Alex guy and why would he hurt someone so fragile, yet so beautiful?" "It's a long story Zayn." "Go ahead, there's no rush" "we were... Well we used to be dating and he was abusive. First week he was sweet, but after a while he hurt me. Physically. I went to school and lived in a sweatshirt for months. When I tried to break up with him, it got even worse. I broke up with him one day and he beat me up. I could stand the pain, but not if he did it any longer. Now my mom uses him against me if she doesn't like what I'm doing. My mom wasn't there when I went to get my clothes and stuff, but when I walked in Alex was lying on the couch. I walked up the stairs and he followed me. I asked him what he wanted and he said me... He pushed me on my bed, tied me up, and the beating began for what felt like hours" "I'm sorry babe. Did- did he touch you?" "Not really. Just put his hands up my shirt.." "Was he going to-" "yes. I'm afraid so" Zayn had a hurt look on his face yet serious because he was listening. He hugged me tight. "I'm sorry. I'll protect you forever" "you can't protect me when I go home next week" "what if you don't go home?" "I don't know, we'll see Zayn" he kissed my forehead and got up to make everyone breakfast. Zayn was so caring..
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