Memories (One Direction Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 35 Fights

Chapter 35 Jasmine’s p.o.v

I sit on our bed waiting for him to show up. By now I am completely furious. It’s been a year since we’ve been dating and I tried really hard to make a really nice dinner and he doesn’t even show up. My phone buzzes, telling me I’ve got a text. I unlock my phone and check the text.

Babe be home late, the lads and I r going clubbing. xxZ

I practically throw my phone at the wall and stand. I’m past the tears, now I’m at the stage where if he were to walk through the door I would strangle him. I strip off my stupid dress and heels. I whip off all my makeup and head for the showers. I take a long steaming shower trying to wash away the pain and anger I feel. I finish and grab a towel. Once I’m dried I slip into a pair of sweatpants and a baggy T. I quickly walk out and to the kitchen where the beautiful dinner sits, mocking me. I pass it and walk over the couch where Lucy is.

“C’mere girl.” I say calling her over. We walk to mine and Zayn’s room and I let her hop up onto the bed with me. I turn the lights off and snuggle into my sheets but before I do that I lock the door so if Zayn wants to sleep he’ll have to take one of the blankets and pillows out of the hall closet and sleep on the couch. Sleep takes me over.

Zayn’s p.o.v

I sit in the club wondering why Jasmine hasn’t replied yet, it’s been more then an hour. Louis sits next to me at the bar drinking. “So lad, how’s Jasmine?” Louis asks

“She hasn’t replied to my text yet…” I trail off. “You know, it’s getting late, I should probably go home.”

“Alright then, bye.” Louis says as I walk off to my car.

 Once I get to our flat I walk to the door and unlock it walking in. I’m so tired so I walk off to Jasmine’s and my room. I try the door nob because for some reason the door is closed. The nob won’t budge so I knock softly on the wood of the door.

“Jasmine why is the door locked?”

Jasmine’s p.o.v

I’m startled awake by a knock. It takes me a moment to remember why the door is locked and all my anger flows back to me.

“There are spare blankets and pillows in the hall closet. Enjoy the couch!” I spit out and snuggle into my pillow.

“Alright but why can’t you just unlock the door so I can sleep in our bed?” He asks.

“Because you’re a fucking dick! And I don’t want to see your fucking face!” I yell at him.

“Why the hell am I a dick?!” He asks anger rising in his voice. I sigh knowing I won’t fall asleep with all this so I get out of bed leaving the sleeping Lucy in her spot, she is such a hard sleeper. I walk over to the door and unlock it while throwing it open.

“What the fuck do you want!?” I spit at him.

“Well I want to sleep in my fucking bed without having my girlfriend yelling at me!” He spits back. I roll my eyes and walk off to the kitchen for a glass of water, only to be reminded by the dinner I had made. So I decide to storm past him to the closet pulling out the blanket and pillow for him. “Why are you so pissed?! I didn’t do anything and you’re completely pissed off!” He yells, and with each word his voice getting louder.

“Zayn if you are that stupid not to realize what you did to get me this pissed off then just shut up!” I yell back, throwing venom into my words. I throw the blanket and pillow down onto the couch.