Memories (One Direction Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 10 Tears

Chapter 10 Zayn’s P.O.V

The thought of Jasmine with someone else killed me inside. After she got into the elevator I walked back to my room, not having the energy to go to Nandos with the lads and Amy. I sat on the couch flipping through the picture album I bring with me when I’m on tour. It had so many pictures of Jasmine in it. I smiled as I flipped the page to reveal my favorite picture of Jasmine.

It was of her at the beach when she was seventeen. She was wearing a hot pink bikini, her usual grin was a full smile. Her hair was drenched in saltwater because she had gone swimming, she didn’t have any makeup on and she had a tan.

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I sat in my room, I heard quite sobs from outside my door and got up to open my door and see. Once I opened it there was Jasmine sitting on the ground in front of my door. Her tears had made her makeup a mess. Her sobs were quite. I was on my knees before I could think and held her tight.

“Shh… It’s okay.” I told her as I stroked her hair. She shook in my arms and I helped her stand. I walked into my room with her and sat her down on my bed.

“What happened?” I ask. She seemed to ponder the question for a moment.

“H-he stood me up…” She said trailing off at the end. I could tell she was lying because she always bites her lip when she lies, but I wasn’t going to argue with her. I nodded.

“It’s okay.” I told her as I wrapped my arms protectively around her.  She shook her head.

“No it’s not! Don’t lie!”

“Fine, it’s horrible. Happy?” I asked. She smirked at me.

“You can be really… I’m searching for a word….” She said. I smiled at her.

“Smart, cute, hot, sexy, adorable?” I asked. She didn’t laugh instead she cried more.

Obviously this was not about some intern standing her up, this was deeper. “Okay… I’m sorry… Um… I’m an idiot, stupid, weird, and worst of all… ugly.” I said. She shook her head.

“No. you’re none of that.” She said looking up at me. Now I was confused as to what was going on.

“I was going to say annoying.” She said smirking at me. I smiled at her.

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She cried more in my arms and eventually fell asleep. I couldn’t move because she was asleep in my arms and I didn’t want to move. It felt perfect to have her in my arms. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what had upset her. If it wasn’t about her date standing her up, what could it be about?

Jasmine’s p.o.v

Earlier

As I got into the elevator I tried my hardest not to cry. I didn’t want to cry. I walked out of my hotel and got a cab. I turned on my phone only to see my background was Zayn and I started to cry. It was stupid to think that he would ever love me. Of course I told myself he didn’t love me and it was never going to work because love and I we’re N.O.T. friends.  None of the relationships ever last for me. Sure on the outside I told myself that Zayn and I: NEVER going to happen, but deep down I thought: He loves me! I was wrong. But in reality he was smiling when I told him about my date! He really doesn't love me.

The cab pulled up to the restaurant that I was meeting Jack for our date. I saw through the window that he was sitting at a table. If I didn’t feel the way I did I would of never done this: “Um… yeah change of plans can you bring me back to my hotel?” I asked the driver through sobs.