The hottie 3 doors down. (zayn Malik fan fiction)

Chapter 8

 BROOKES POV**** 

 i was laying on my  bed listening to music. i was really bored. Zayn was out with some of his friends who came into town, and sydney was in california visting family. Me and Zayn had become so close it was hard to be away from him for a long period of time. He was really the only constant thing i had to lean on in my life. My mom was always up an down. she was never home, she was always working. She had a new boyfrind and she was spending a lot of time with him. There was something about him i really didnt like. He didnt treat my mom very well but she really liked him so i didnt want to screw things up. i heard a loud knock on the door. it startled me. i walked down stairs hoping it was zayn but zayn usually just comes in. i opened the door and was immidietly shocked. It was my dad. He had no buisness coming over here. I havent seen him since i was 13 and i was now 17. tears swelled up in  my eyes. i was so mad why was he here. "Brooke dont be sad i want to repair our relationship.' he said. i wanted to yell at him so bad. "oh yeah you want to repair our relationship? our so called  father daughter relationship ended when you left me and mom. you tried for a couple years coming in and out of my life, but we will never be close. i cried for days when you told me you were moving away, but you didnt care one bit." i screamed at him. I was crying hysterically.  I slammed the door in his face. He didnt even knock again to say sorry or anything. I ran up and dialed zayns number i called him 4 times but he didnt answer. i needed someone her to comfort me. 

  I finally decided to call my mom i know she was out with her boyfriend but i was more important than him right? "hello." she answered. it sounded noisy where ever she was. " come home i need to talk to you." i said still crying. 'fine." she sounded mad, and hung up. How could she be mad at me? all i asked her was to have her come home and help her daughter who was crying. i layed on my bed still in tears. 

 I heard the door open. i wished it would be Zayn but it was Probaply just my mom. "im home." she said bluntly. 'up here." i yelled. i heard her coming up the stairs. "whats wrong." she came in and sat next to me. "dad came and i just let everything out and i yelled at him." i burst into more tears my mom was rubbing my back. "its okay honey just try to forget, he will never fully be there for us so we just need to let it go." she said comforting me. "im going to get groceries and i will be right back home, jeff is downn stairs." she said softly. Jeff was her nasty mean boyfriend who i hated. 

After my mom left i went downstairs to get a snack. Jeff was on the couch staring at me he looked drunk. I started cutting up an apple. "will you get me another beer?" asked Jeff. "you look like youve had enough." i snapped back. He got up from the couch and approached me. He was a little bit to close to my face. "what did you just say?" he said loudly. his spit hitting my face. tears started forming in my eyes, i didnt say anything. "aww your crying. next time you should do what i say." he spat at me. The next thing i know he had slapped me and i fell to the floor with my face to my chest. "get off the floor you cry baby. thats what you get for not doing what i asked." he screamed. he lifted me up and slapped me one last time then sat down. i was crying in pain. i ran outside as far as i could go. i saw zayns car pull down our street. he saw me running tears running down my face. he stopped the car in the middle of the road and got out, running to me. i was running to. he was the only one i wanted to see. i ran into his arms. i was still sobbing. "baby what happend?" he picked me up and we drove to his house. we were still sitting in the car. 'hh-he hit me." i finally got words out. "who the fuck hit you Brooke." he looked like he wanted to kill someone. 'mm-my moms boyfriend." i started crying more. 'is he stilll their?' he asked. i nodded. he ran out of the car as quick as he could. 

    ZAYNS POV*** 

 i was so angry i couldnt contain it. Brookes mom was now home. i burst through the door and stood straight in front of the discusting man who hit my precious girlfriend. Jeff got up and looked me in the eye. "you going to do something boy?" he yelled in my face. i clenched my fist and swung at him. thats all it took he was so drunk that he couldnt hold himself up. "STOOP!!" brookes mom yelled. "your daughter is not coming back until he is gone." i screamed then slammed the door, running back to Brooke.

  "baby are you okay?" i said softly as i carried her into the house. "no." she said still crying i sat her down on my lap as we layed on the couch. "i promise i wont let anyone hurt you, you will always be safe with me. im so sorry Brooke." i squeezed her so tightly. "i love you." she said quietly. "i love you too." i said kissing her head. 

BROOKES POV*** 

 i woke up and realized i was on zayns couch laying on him. My makeup was all over my face because i was crying all night. I gently pulled zayns arm off of me and went to the bathroom. i looked terrible. i wanted to go see if my mom was okay, but i was scared to go alone. what if he was still there? i didnt think my mom would still be with him after what happend. i sat back down on the couch and waited for zayn to wake up. "goodmorning beautiful." he said softly. he gave me a tight hug and kissed my lips softly. "i need to go see my mom." i said looking into his eyes. "im coming with you." he said sounded frusturated.

 After we got dressed we headed over to my house. zayns arms were wrapped around me he made me feel safe. He opend the door up the let me in. he was making sure Jeff wasnt there, and he wasnt. I went upstairs to my moms room. she way laying in bed with the biggest frown on her face. she looked over at me, "im so sorry Brooke." she said tears streaming down her face. "its okay im fine." i said kissing the top of her head. my mom was so broken. i layed there with her all day. only time will fix this. she didnt need a man in her life right now, ecspacially not Jeff.