Unbroken: A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter Three Continued

I had moved on from that night, I got my own place, my own car, I started over. Having Zayn back in my life was the last piece of the puzzle, I felt whole again.

"You're staying and that's final!" I crossed my arms over my chest flipping my bangs over slightly so I could see him better. "Alli I'm fine staying at the motel, I don't need to be invading your space." He had crossed his arms too leaning over slightly so we could see eye to eye better. "We lived together for nearly a year! Why would you be invading my space now?!" I was keeping my voice low but made sure the anger behind my words was perfectly clear. I dropped my arms and sighed taking his hands in mine again. "Please? Zayn, I just got you back, I need you here." I whispered, the weakness in my voice was something I hadn't showed in the longest time. The look on his face, shock, happiness, worry, confusion, relief, I knew he was sold.

"I really need to learn how to avoid your little guilt tricks." Zayn was unpacking his things into the guest room avoiding my look that I held in an innocent pout. I had convinced him to move in and practically dragged him to the motel he was staying at picking up all his things, I couldn't help but laugh when I saw he had absolutely nothing to eat in the room and the bed looked as if he hasn't touched it. He could sleep through the entire day if you let him, he never found a reason to make his bed since he was going to mess it up again later anyways. It was a shock to see it so clean. It didn't matter anymore, he was back with me which was all that mattered. "Next thing you know you'll be convincing me to shower with you, save water and all." He smirked looking over at me out of the corner of his eye quickly pulling me back to reality. "Oh shut up would you!" I bit back quickly turning away to the kitchen hiding the blush creeping onto my cheeks. I could hear him laugh from the room and practically felt him roll his eyes, typical. I shook my head opening the refrigerator picking up a coke. "Dirty minded jerk." I mumbled softly to myself. I jumped when I heard him laugh again, he couldn't have heard me. Could he? No, it was impossible I wouldn't have even heard it myself if I wasn't paying attention, let alone him who's in the room! I shook it off thinking he was probably just remembering what he had said and laughed at himself again. I walked back to the room leaning against the door frame, I had to blink a couple times to focus on what was in front of me. Everything, three suitcases of clothes and anything else he had, was already put away, the bed was made, the closet was organized, everything. I looked back to the kitchen mentally counting the steps from one room to the other, he got everything done in ten steps? "How? I just...how did you get everything done so quick?" I was looking around the room the confusion perfectly clear on my face. He paused again, sitting down on the bed. "I'm tired so I decided to get everything done as quick as I could, you know get it out of the way." He shrugged kicking his last suitcase into the corner leaving the room spotless. "That, sounds a little more like you. The tired part at least." I giggled softly sitting down next to him. "I had to learn how to take care of my self when I left, I've gotten a little quicker thats all." He wrapped his arm around my waist taking my hand. I scooted over closer to him lying my head on his shoulder intertwining his fingers with mine. "I really missed you." I whispered looking up at him. He leaned over kissing my forehead softly, rubbing his thumb against the back of my hand. "I missed you too, I'm sorry I took so long to get back." He frowned slightly keeping his eyes burned into mine. God I missed those eyes, I had always loved his eyes. The way how they could look so light and hazel when light shined on them, and suddenly turn to a melted chocolate in the dark. I got up and pecked his lips softly shrugging. "You're back now, lets focus on that." I smiled rubbing the back of his neck. He nodded pulling me down by my forearms softly leaning in to kiss me again. There was something about the way he kissed me, he was so careful but made it as passionate as he could. I pulled away smiling widely pushing him back onto the bed gently. "Get some sleep lover boy, we're catching up tomorrow." I laughed winking quickly before walking out of his room leaving him on the bed shocked.

Zayn's P.O.V

I let myself drop back onto the bed after she closed the door behind her. I let myself relax when her smell left the room, finally. I could smell every inch of her, she never stopped using her favorite shampoo, Shea butter and strawberry. I could smell the soap on her body, perfect vanilla, she made herself irresistible without even trying. She wanted to catch up? If she only knew what had happened when I left, she wouldn't want me eighty feet near her. The pain, suffering, the endless nights and killer mornings, it was something she would never know. I wouldn't let her know about all this, I just know that the minute she would find out all hell would break loose. I had to keep her safe, even if it meant lying to her about everything. It would mean lying, betraying her trust, risking her life, it would even mean hiding myself from her. I can't let her see what happened to me, it would change everything and I wasn't going to loose the one good thing in my life. A lot happened when I left, tears were shed, things were broken, people were forgotten, blood spilled, it was all things she would never find out about. I would keep this world from her, ill protect her from everything she doesn't see and realize is around her. The worst part about having to protect her is that what I should protect her from the most, is me