*ZAYNS POV *
Emma needed a new dress for a Photoshoot she had coming up and she was forcing me to go shopping with her. It's not that I didn't want to go, I just hate shopping.
We walked down the streets with shops in both sides. I held her hand the whole time. I have gotten really use to holding her hand. I have to hold it everywhere we go so everyone knows she's mine.
She takes me into a store that she said was one of the best around. I couldn't even tell you what it was called, because to be honest, I did not care.
She rummaged through a bunch of dresses picking out the ones she wanted to try on. She rushes into the fitting room with about 5 dresses. I sit down on a bench right outside the fitting room and wait for her to show me the dresses.
As I wait, I look around the store. My eyes happen to come across a guy giving me dirty looks. He was a rough looking guy, about my age. He had tattoos all up and down his arms and would not stop looking at me. He turns and walks out of the store and disappears. Strange.
Emma finishes trying on the dresses and I tell her she looked gorgeous in every one, because she did. She decides on a long red dress. She looked stunning in it and it was perfect on her.
We walk out of the store hand in hand and her other hand swinging her bag with the dress in it.
I look to my right on the other side if the street and see the guy who was giving me dirty looks earlier. He seemed to be following us. Emma notices me staring and she looks in the direction of my gaze.
"Shit." she mumbles.
"What?" I ask.
We come to the end of the sidewalk and to our left was an open forest. She pulls my hand saying, "Zayn, we need to get out of here." She pulls me towards the forest in a full on sprint.
*EMMA'S POV *
It was him. I had dreaded him finding me again. I had dreaded him finding Zayn. God only knew what he would do to Zayn.
He was right on our tail. He sped up chasing us. Me and Zayn enter the forest only to see that there is no where to run. We turn around to see him coming through the trees to us.
"Jason, please." I pleaded.
"Did your bruises heal yet princess?" he says in a sarcastic tone.
Zayn whispers to me, "Is he the one that hurt you?"
"Shut up, pretty boy. No one asked you to speak." Jason spats before riping the bag out of my hand.
"Jason, don't be a dick." I say begging for my bag back. I go to grab my bag and Jason grabs my wrist and squeezes it with all his strength.
"Jason, stop, your hurting me." I squeal. Suddenly Jason let's do of me and I fall to the ground.
I look up to see Zayn on top of Jason punching him in the face. Zayns fist repeatedly smashes into Jason's face causing blood to gush from his mouth and nose.
After Jason has been punched in the face enough and I go up and place my hands on Zayns shoulders, "Zayn, please stop." I plead.
He tenses up at my touch. He stops punching Jason and stands up off him.
"If you ever touch her again, I will kill you!" Zayn threatens him.
He slides his arm around my waist and guides me up out of the forest and we run. We run back to the hotel. No one could know that Zayn did this.
No one.
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Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
FanfictionEmma was a stuck up girl with no one who really cared for her until she met a boy named Zayn Malik. Zayn showed her what it was like to be truly cared for, up until the worse thing that could happen, happened. What happened and how will she recover?
