1D/5SOS Imagines

Good in the bad (Zayn)

Anger, that's what I felt and absolutely nobody could calm me down. It's never been done and I don't plan on it ever happening, not after what I just saw.

I guess you could say I'm a wee bit bipolar, I could be fine and dandy one moment, then the next I'm angry at everyone is the world. Right now was one of those moments.

I just caught my boyfriend Harry of three years in the act of making love to some random girl I've never seen in my life. I was sad, hurt, but most of all angry. I stormed out of my apartment running to the only place that made me feel better.

I could feel the steam rising of my body. My face red, eyes bloodshot. I reached my spot of happiness and kicked the sand. Every time I was angry, sad, or just needed to get away I would come to the pier.

I wasn't actually on the pier though, I was under it. It always quiet and the sound of the waves crashing into shore were always calming. I balled and unballed my fist, pacing back and forth trying to calm down.

Eventually I gave up falling to the sand laying on my back, closing my eyes, the tears never ceasing. "(y/n)?" I recognized the voice not moving an inch, but a small smile appearing on my face.

"What do you want Zayn?" I asked my voice still laced with anger. "You okay?" he whispered and I heard him shuffle closer to me.

"Do I look okay?" I snarled. Opening my eyes to see a hurt expression on his face. I sat up wiping my eyes clean of tears. He sat down next to me his hurt expression still apparent.

"I'm sorry." I whispered taking his hand in mine. "I'm just really upset right now."

"Yeah, Harry told me what happened and said he couldn't find you. I figured you'd be here." I tried to hold my tears in and my bottom lip quivered.

"Come here baby." he said pulling me in to his lap. I buried my head into his neck and let it all go. I cried and cried for a while before I finally stopped. This is why I loved Zayn, he was my bestfriend from way back.

He was the only one who has stuck with me through basically my life. I loved when he comforted me because he would hold me for hours and never say a word.

A lot of times that was all I needed to be held, Harry, he never did that. Lately, if I was upset he'd hold me for a few minutes but eventually give up trying to make me feel better and leave, it used to be the complete.

I'm guessing when he'd leave me, he'd go off and sleep with other girls. Deep down I knew he was doing something because he'd been so distant, I just didn't want to except it.

"What are you thinking?" Zayn whispered in my ear. "I should've known, I did know and I didn't say anything but I'm still so hurt."

"Maybe this is a sign, there is someone way better for you out there." I never thought about it like that, but that's possible.

I had always thought that Harry was my soul mate because he'd been through so much with me. I looked up to Zayn and he was already looking at me.

"You're right." But all along someone else was there caring, loving, he was there. "I think I know who someone." I smiled getting up on my knees placing my hands on Zayns shoulders.

I leaned down a little bit slowly getting closer. "Who?" he whispered as he glanced at my lips and his hands landing on the bare skin showing from where my shirt had been raised.

I moved closer, but Zayn quickly closed the gap. My lips connected with his and the feeling was odd considering I hadn't kissed anyone but Harry for three years. There was a different feeling though, butterflies forming in my stomach but began spreading throughout my body.

Zayn layed back pulling me with him and I placed my legs on both side of his waist pushing harder into the kiss. I pulled away placing my hand on his cheek and our foreheads touching. "You."

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I'm so sorry that I haven't updated im going through a lot and just haven't had time to write & I know this sucks but I love you guys so much❤️

-kenna xx