Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 21

*ZAYNS POV*

I decided not to let her go on this "date" alone tonight. I didn't tell her my plan, but my plan was to follow them to wherever the hell they were going and just make sure shes ok. Of course, I wanted to prove her wrong but if he dare lay one hand on her, his ass is mine. 

I waited in a black car outside the hotel with tinted windows that I had rented. I could not use my own car because I was afraid that Emma may recognize it. I mean, you never know. 

It was around 6:30 when Jason walked out of the hotel with Emma. They got in a beat up old junk car that Jason drove. Figures that a dirt bag drives a beat up car. He pulls out and I wait a minute before pulling out after him so I don't make it obvious. 

Jason starts heading to a dead part of town. Mostly consisting of trees and wildlife. What the hell was he up to?

I kept a steady pace making sure I didn't lose them, but also making sure I wasn't following too close. Jason pulls onto a path leading into the woods. I follow him up and turn my lights on low so he doesn't see me. 

Jason pulls over to a little campfire set up. I pull over into an area with a lot of trees and park my car behind the trees so that they could not see it. I see them get out the car and head over to where the fire was. I get out slowly and quietly. I chose to wear all black to blend in. 

I quietly walk over to a big tree that was surrounded by a bunch of bushes. I lay down on the ground and get to an angle to where I could see through the bush to where they were sitting. 

I watch Jason put his arm around her and right then and there I would of killed him, but I had to keep my cool. I was only here to make sure she didn't get hurt. 

I watch as Jason leans in and starts to kiss her. My blood starts to boil. He deepens the kiss and then starts to pull Emma's sleave down. I was about to jump out from my position and punch him when Emma pushed him away, "Jason, stop! I don't want to do that!" she screams. 

Jason stands up as she remains sitting and takes his right hand and swings it towards her face and slaps her. The sound of the slap made an echo in the woods. 

I promised myself I would protect her. I jump out from behind the bushes and run over to him and tackle him to the ground. I smash my fist into his face several times before he forces me over so that he is on top of me. He takes a few hits to my face before I over come him. I take him down and hold him down my wrapping my left hand around his neck. 

Emma stares at me in shock, "Emma please, listen to me." I say to her, still holding Jason down. "Go get in the car." Without asking any questions she listens to me. She goes to get into my car, surprisingly she knew right where it was too.

I finish off Jason by punching him several time in the nose and mouth. He was gushing blood as was I. He was now unconsious, but not dead. I would never kill anyone. 

I run back to my car and get in and see Emma sobbing in the passenger seat. I turn and wrap my arms around her pulling her into a hug. She sobs into my shoulder. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you." she mutters.

"Don't be sorry." I tell her. I pull away from her and start up the car, "Let's get out of here." I say before driving down the path that led us in here.

After about 5 minutes of silence Emma says, "I saw you following us."

I look at her in shock, "You did?"

"Yeah, I knew you would pull something." she says.

"I couldn't let him hurt you." I tell her. 

"I know." she says with tears still running down her cheeks. 

*EMMAS POV*

We pull up in front of the hotel and me and Zayn both get out of the car and head into the hotel. I grab Zayns left hand, the one he haden't been using to punch Jason, and pull him into my room without saying a word. He looks at me confused as I drag him into the bathroom. 

"Sit on the counter." I tell him. 

"But why-" he starts but I interrupt him.

"Because I need to clean the blood off your fist and face." I tell him.

He jumps up on the counter and allows me to wrap up his hand. He winches in pain sometimes but never tells me to stop. I could tell her probably had a few broken fingers, but I knew Zayn was tough enough to handle it. 

I take a wash cloth from my bathroom drawer and rinse it under the water. I slowly place it on the cuts on Zayn's face. He winches in pain and trys to keep his cries inside. He lets a few little cries escape his lips. "Okay, I'm done." I tell him. 

"Thanks." he says to me. "Are you sure your ok?"

"Yeah, i'm fine." Zayn gets up and heads to the door. I open it for him and he walks out. He starts to walk down the hall before I say, "Zayn, wait!" I run up to him and kiss him on the cheek, "It's good to know someone cares about me." I whisper to him. 

He smiles and says, "Always will."

I smile and watch him walk down the hall before turning and heading back into my room. 

Something was happening to me. I felt something in my chest. Are these what people call butterflies? Do I really have butterflies over Zayn?