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

Chapter 9

BROOKES POV**** 

It had been 2 weeks since Jeff had messed with me and my mom.  

I hadn't seen Zayn since yesterday morning. Sydney came home in a week and I was actually excited to see her. I was really bored so I decided to walk over to Zayns. As I aproached his house he was a helping a girl out of his car. They were laughing. He looked really happy. why was he with another girl? I turned around, tears running down my face. How could I be so stupid to trust him? He probably does this to all the girls he is seeing right now. I wonder if they have all sat on his porch and talked for hours, or if they all lay on his lap when they were watching a movie. I was laying on my bed makeup smeared all over my pillow from crying. How could he do this to me? He promised. He said he loved me.

I guess I fell asleep. I woke up to my phone buzzing. It was Zayn. From zayn: hey babe come over, Love you, xoxo. I couldnt believe him, he was so pathetic. I decided to respond. To: zayn it's over, I saw you with that girl. I blocked him number so he couldn't cause anymore pain with his stupid "sorry" and "I love yous" he cheated and that's something he promised he would never do. He knew that, but he still cheated.

ZAYNS POV***  

I couldn't believe she just broke up with me. I didn't even cheat on her. My friend from London came down here to see me. I had to go talk to her. I ran over to her house and pounded on the door. It was locked. "BROOKE WE NEED TO TALK JUST OPEN UP!" i yelled. The door didn't open instead she screamed, "I HATE YOU GO AWAY." she sounded broken. I knew she would hate me more if I kept bugging her. I walked home in disbelief. She told me she hated me. She was the only one i loved I needed her.

After an hour i threw on my leather jacket and vans. I hopped on my bike and zoomed off. I didn't know where I was going. I needed to get her off my mind. I saw a bar and stopped at it. I had a fake I.D. from back when I lived in London. I took 3 shots imidiatley and guzzled down a beer. I bought a cute girl a drink and forgot my friend was throwing a party. "want to to a party with me?" I smirked at her. She nodded. We got on my bike and drove to the party. I went straight to the alchohal. I took 4 more shots of vodka. The girl dragged me to the dance floor and started grinding on my front side.

BROOKES POV****  

I wanted my pain and sadness to go away. I couldnt take it. I yelled at him and said I hate you. I didn't mean it but I had to say it or else he wouldnt have left. I got a text from a friend earlier saying he is throwing a party. I decided to get up and get ready. I put on a tight mini dress and curled my hair. I got in the car. I was so sad I don't know why I was going. I guess it would take my mind off things right? I haven't even had alcohol since the day zayn and I went to that party.  

I pulled up, it was crazy. I went straight for the alcohol. I took 3 shots and grabbed a beer. I looked around the dancefloor and found a lonely guy. I guzzled down the rest of my beer and he got me another one. I was grinding on him and dancing with him. I was really drunk. I looked over to my left and saw Zayn kissing some girls neck while she's grinding on him. He looked up and we locked eyes. He quickly ran out the door leaving. The pain came back to me. The guy I had met 20 mins ago grabbed my hand and pulled me into a room. He pulled off my shirt violently. Zayn was always careful. This guy pushed me onto the bed and stuck his tounge in my mouth. He took his shirt off and got on top of me kissing my neck. I pushed him away. I was disgusted. I grabbed my shirt and ran out of the house. I just walked home, crying hysterically the whole way.

ZAYNS POV**** 

I stopped at a liqiour store. I bought a bottle of vodka and got back in my motorcycle. I was meeting up with some friends. I got there and they were all smoking an drinking. I took a drink of my vodka and they offered me a cigarette. I took it and lit it. After an hour Of just drinking I got back on my bike. I was so drunk. My vision started to get blurry. I swerved and fell off. My face hitting the road. I got up, my face was bleeding really bad. My pants were ripped. I just started walking. No one was driving. I just wanted her so bad. I took out my vodka and took a long drink. I started walking again. "AHHHHHH!" I let out a huge yell. I let out all of the pain I was feeling.I was broken. I just needed to get home I was a reck. I smashed the bottle of alchohal on the ground. That wasn't helping me any. I found my house and layed down on the couch. I fucked everything up tonight. She will never ever look at me again the same way.  

BROOKES POV****  

I woke up with the worst headache ever. It all came back slowly the events that occured yesterday. I flopped back on my bed again. I felt the same way I did when my dad left me.  

Zayn promised he wouldn't let this happen and it did. I was crushed. How was I ever going to get passed this? Zayn made it clear last night that he didn't want me. But why was I even considering letting him back into my life.

I stayed in bed for 4 days straight. I didn't get up. I couldn't get my body to move. All I did was cry. I heard a knock at my door. There was a huge card that said follow the hearts. I had a feeling in the back of my head it was zayn.I couldn't take this anymore, we had to talk. The first heart was taped onto a stop sighn it said go left. The next heart said turn right. I was now on the path to the bridge me and zayn had our first kiss at. I didn't have to even look at the hearts. I knew who was waiting for me and were he was. I saw him waiting by the bridge with a guitar strapped over him and a lot of roses surrounding him. There was a huge sighn above him that said I'm sorry with a huge heart next to it, as I approached him he started singing a song I've never heard. "said I'd never leave her cause our hands fit like my T-shirt. tounge tied over three words.  Cause I'm running over thoughts that make my feet hurt bodies entertwined with her lips. Says shes feeling solo since she went solo hole in the middle of my heart like a polo. And it's no joke to me so can we do it all over again?" he stopped singing. "just listen to me. The girl that was with me was my bestfriend from London." he said looking down. "then what about the girl at the party?" I said rudely. "I was drunk, you were too, we love eachother so much. I hate not being with you, it's painful." he said coming closer. I still wasnt sure if i should get closer, i was so sad that we werent together but is he going to go out and do that everytime we get into a fight.? i looked into his eyes i could see how hurt he was. i believed him. He was my everything and i was obviously important to him. i walked up to him and rapped my arms around him. i missed this. I looked at him and gave him a deep kiss. "i love you. dont let this happen again okay?" i said quietly. "i love you too." he whispered. i could tell by the way he was  would never let me go. "i didnt know you could sing and write songs." i laughed. "you inspire me." he said kissing me again softly.