Him <3 ~A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction~

~Chapter 9~ Secrets Unfold

I took a deep breath and looked at him.  He rubbed my hands against his as he kissed them softly. 

"You can tell me anything." He whispered. 

I looked up at him and opened my mouth to talk when I started to cry.  I was balling like someone had died.  I lied on his chest as he held me in his arms.  As I stuttered and sniffed between my words.  I told him everything.  I let it all out.

I told him about how I was molested for 3 years from the time I was 7.  My mom's boyfriend would touch me when she was drugged  up and passed out on the couch.  When I would tell her, she would ignore me.  Her boyfriend would call me fat, ugly, worthless, and slut.  And I believed him.  Even after he disappeared.  I starved myself for days at a time.  I would cut myself.  I had nightmares that he would return.  I was dying inside.  I didn't trust any guy.  I knew they would try to hurt me. 

He rubbed my back as he consoled me.  "It's not your fault." 

I looked up at him with my running nose and the tears covering my face "He ruined me.  He ruined everything!"

"I know," He replied.  "but you're strong for telling me." He wiped my face with the bottom of my shirt and kissed me amorously.  "I want you to know that I would ever hurt you." He said.  "Do you trust me?" He asked.

I nodded and lied back on his chest.  As I looked out the window, I could see the sun beginning to come up.  I closed my eyes and fell asleep in Zayn's arms.

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~That Saturday Morning~

As I struggled open my dry eyes from crying earlier, I squinted to  look up at the un lighted Christmas bulbs.  As I turned around, I did't see Zayn.  So I sat up and decided to watch television.  I didn't see the remote, so I proceeded to look for it.  As I saw his metal nightstand next to the bed.  As I opened I saw nothing I would'nt be surprised in a guy's nightstand.  I saw his cologne, earrings, a watch, and other miscellaneous items.  As I continued to rummage through more things, I saw a spiraled notebook.  As I opened it I saw all these songs.  As I read the lyrics, I was mesmerized on so much talent was put into these songs.

The light shines

It's getting hot on my shoulders

I don't mind,

This time it doesn't matter

Cause your friends,

They look good, but you look better

Don't you know all night I've been waiting for a girl like you to come around, round, round?

Under the lights tonight

You turned around, and you stole my heart

With just one look, when I saw your face

I fell in love

It took a minute girl to steal my heart tonight

With just one look, yeah

Been waiting for a girl like you

As I continued to read trough every page, I heard a loud thud and heard someone walking down the hallway. I quickly put the book under the sheets as I played possum. I was already the emotional crier, I didn't want to be the noisy creeper too. 

I heard him open the door. "There's the sleeping beauty." He plopped on the bed as I squinted.  He kissed me on my forehead.  As I faked stretched and let out a morning moan, I touched his cheeck.