Left with the Baby. (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Flashback

Marley's P.O.V

"Zayyyynnnnnnn, where are you taking me?" I groaned.

Zayns hands were placed over my eyes, preventing me from seeing anything. He was guiding me along what felt like a field underneath my sandals.

"We're nearly there Marley! You really have no patience do you?" He joked, sending shivers down my spine from his perfect laugh. I could picture his face, his mouth stretched into a massive grin showing off his perfectly white teeth. His eyes glimmering .

"We have been walking for like 10 minutes now, it's been up hill as well!" I moaned.

I felt Zayn stop, pulling me back as I attempted to walk further. His hands fell from my eyes letting me have my sight back.

"Wow." Was all I could get out.

Zayn had brought me to the top of a hill, letting me look out over the whole of the city. The sun was just setting, giving the sky a pink colour to it. Birds flew about around us, singing as they flew back to their nests. The warm summer breeze felt nice against my bare arms and legs, the grass tickling my toes as it came over my sandals.

"It's beautiful Zayn. How did you ever find this?" I asked, turning to face him.

His body twisted in my direction before pulling me onto the ground with him, he opened his legs slightly, pulling me to sit in between them. My body resting against his.

"I come here to think, I like to get away from things somethings and just have some alone time." He told me while brushing away a strand of my hair that was flying across my face.

As we both admired the view, a silence came upon us, letting us think.

"Why did you ever go out with Joe?" Zayn suddenly asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

His fingers traced across the hand marks on my wrists causing me to remember the night Joe attacked me.

"I was in love." I answered.

I felt Zayn's body tense under mine. "How could you love somebody like that?" He asked.

"Have you ever been in love? It's horrible, it makes you feel venerable. It opens up your chest and it opens up your heart, and it means somebody can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build a whole suit of armour. So that nothing can ever hurt you. But then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person wanders into your life... You give them a piece of you.They didn't ask for it. They did something stupid one day, like kiss or smile at you, and that's when your life isn't yours anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you, eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So maybe a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends'  turns into a glass splinter and works its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt. It's a real gets-inside-your-heat-and-tears-you-apart pain. I hate love." The tears flowed out of my eyes, I could'nt hold my emotions in anymore.

Did I still love the boy that beat me till I cried? That verbally and physically asulted me?

"You still love him don't you?" Zayn asked through gritted teeth, shoving me off him and standing up. Leaving me laying on the grass.

I stood up, bruising the grass of my shorts. "So what if I do?" I shot back.

"HE HIT YOU MARLEY!" Zayn shouted, his large hands brushing his perfect quiff back in anger.