SHE!

16

*6 months later*

It has been six months since I and Zayn got together we have our fights but we get through them, he released a song and music video which he wanted me to be part of with the name 'Pillow Talk'. My modelling is going amazing had lots of shows and also photoshoots, Valentina and Jack got together, and Max and Tar are still single. 

Val has her Dubai show in a couple of days and I am going with her cause, Jack has to go to Las Vegas for a boxing show. I just finished a photo shoot and arrived back home and found Zayn smoking and playing the PS5 I brought him one so when he stays over and I won't be here he has one and even when we get together here "Hi babe" he looked for a second and paused the game and sat up, "Hey my love" grabbing me from the waist and kissing me "how was work?" he pulled me to the couch and sat me on top of him he smells like weed and cologne "it was good and how was your lazy day?" he chuckled started to kiss my neck "it was good. So listen, babe, I have a party tonight" I sigh you see Zayn's addiction became worst and he doesn't want to admit it so when he says he has a party I just completely become blank.

"Zayn" he grabbed my face kissing me "Please baby I will be good" Yeah we do it with the others "Just do what you want, so when your parents are coming?" he wants me to meet them so they said that they should come sometime this month, "don't change the subject and I forgot to tell you but we are flying in two weeks to Bradford" I looked at him wide eyes "Zayn I have to go to Dubai next week!" why is he relaxed! "I know so on your last day instead of coming here you come to Bradford but I think I come for you in Dubai and we leave together" I sat up "Okay. What time are you going out?" he grabbed the controller "in a couple of hours I do this game and I start to cook the meat for you" I grabbed the clothes "don't bother babe I just do something continue to play and I am going to do laundry" I heard him sigh and I left to the laundry room.

"Baby?" I turned to see Zayn "Can we cuddle?" I laughed and put the stuff down and lay on the bed "Come here my love" Sometimes he acts like a little child, he lay down and I pulled him closer "I love you" I smiled playing with his hair "Me too" he looked up at me and started to kiss my neck "you know we have time" I chuckled and he continued to kiss my neck and started to put his hand on my waist and suddenly he started to tickle me make me burst out laughing. 

"Zayn stop" he continued to tickle me making me laugh more "Stop babe I do anything" he looked at me stopping "Anything?" I nodded "Kiss me" I grabbed his face and started to kiss him, days like this make us like teenagers kissing and touching and being glad we met.

"Hey babe, I am going" I looked up from my phone still in bed naked and with covers, and saw Zayn wearing black jeans and a white shirt smelling amazing with the Versace Perfume "Are you going on a date or a party?" I teased he rolled his eyes and kissed my lips "I am already late don't make me late 'cause I had to fuck the teasing out of you, again" I laughed "Go and please try not to wake me up" he nodded grabbed his phone and left. I put on my housecoat and walked out to the kitchen to make something to eat. 

*Next Morning*

*Phone buzzing* I groaned "Zayn switch it off" but it kept buzzing I searched for Zayn but the bed was empty I opened my eyes slowly and grabbed my phone "Hello?" I yawned "Zayn is missing" I sat up quickly checking who is calling; Max. "What do you mean Zayn is missing?" now I am wide awake "We went out and he drank so much and did lots of drugs that suddenly we didn't see him anymore, he is not home and I figured that maybe he is there?" I sat up and checked around "No he's not here! maybe he is with one of the mates that you were with?" I started to pace around, "he's not listen were coming over we arrive in a few seconds" and he hung up. 

I started to call his phone but it went straight to voicemail the elevator opened and Tar and Max came in "I tried to track his phone but nothing" Tar said, "what the fuck happened Max!" I felt tears coming down "After today if he doesn't fucking change he's going to rehab," Tar said it is eleven in the morning the only morning I got to sleep a bit late and this shit happened. "If he doesn't come back by the afternoon we're going to the police," I said sobbing Tar hugged me, and all I could see is Max trying to see where he can find Zayn. 

It has been five hours and still nothing and not even on Twitter there weren't pictures of him "What if he took lots of drugs and died?" my mind is thinking lots of shit by now Valentina and Jack are also here, "Don't say that Yas! he will be here" I looked at Val and burst out crying again suddenly a ding was heard and looked at the elevator seeing Zayn coming in and I sat up quickly "WHAT THE FUCK BRO WHERE WERE YOU?" Max yelled and he groaned he didn't sleep yet "Don't yell mate now why is everyone here?" he looked at me I walked to him and slapped him and everyone gasped.

"What the fuck why did you do that" Is he fucking kidding me, "where the fuck were you? Do you know that it's almost four in the afternoon? You had us worried sick! WE HAVE BEEN CALLING YOU AND LOOKING FOR YOU" he looked at me trying to focus on what I am saying "I went with my friend at his house to continue to party my phone went out of charge and we didn't know what time it is and stop fucking yelling I'm still drunk" I looked at the others then at Zayn "I yell HOW MUCH I WANT TO CAUSE IT'S MY HOUSE AND I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT! EITHER YOU ARE GOING TO STOP WITH HIS NONSENSE OR REHAB OR IF YOU DON'T WANT REHAB THAN IT'S OVER" I am trying too hard not to cry. "Zayn go take a shower and fucking sleep we talk about this when you wake up which is tomorrow, Yasmin we are gonna go we come tomorrow morning if something happens call us," Max said, Zayn stood there seeing everyone leaving "Go shower and sleep in the guestroom" he shook his head "I am sleeping in our bed and you also" he grabbed my wist "don't fucking touch me, let go" he laughed "relax babe you turned me on with all the yelling how about we kiss and just fuck" he tried to grab my face but I slapped him again "don't talk to me like I am a fucking hoe, leave" he grabbed me by my neck "you are mine and if you ever put a hand on me again I swear to fucking god you won't end up good" by now tears are coming down.

"Zayn you are hurting me" he let go of my neck and I cried even more he didn't leave he went to the bathroom to take a shower but before he stopped and looked at me his eyes filled with guilt, ashamed, and hurt he looked down and continue to walk.