Zayn pulled up outside Robyns house and they sat quietly in the sweaty car. He was blasting the heater and it felt like they were in a oven.
"I can't even breathe, it's so hot."Robyn breathed out. Zayn rolled a window down to let in a little air. She unzipped her leather jacket whilst Zayn watched her, not in a lustful way but simply admiring her. She felt his gaze and felt bashful."Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked regretting immediately once her eyes met his intense gaze. She started to take of her leather jacket forgetting the reason she had worn it all night.
"Shit where'd you get all these bruises from?"Zayn ran his thumb over the countless dark purple bruises on her upper arms. She flinched away from his touch her mind running with possible excuses she could tell him. Zayn was studying her face whilst waiting for an answer. He saw the fear in her eyes and deep down he knew where she got them from but wanted her to admit it to him herself.
"You know what Khloe and Rob are like when we all start play fighting." She laughed out nervously settling on that excuse. She knew he wouldn't believe her but her eyes pleaded with him not to go on about it. Zayn nodded his head taking it all in. He peaked at her from the corner of his eyes and he knew she was hiding things from him and he was going to do something about this little secret of hers.
"You know what I think. I think your boyfriend is a pathetic excuse of a man and he doesn't deserve you one little bit." He spat out.
"What are you talking about?" Robyn questioned trying to act confused.
"There's no way I'm letting him near you again you hear me?" His voice raising.
"Zayn please it's not what you think."
"This is all my fault, I knew when I met him not to trust him. I knew it." He yelled at himself.
"I think I need some sleep." Robyn grabbed her jacket and was about to open the car door until Zayn stopped her.
"Jason could be in there, I'm not leaving you with him." He stated.
"He'll be home by now zayn, you've got nothing to worry about." Zayn jumped put the car.
"Wait in the car." He shouted. H e stomped into the house yelling for Jason but he was no where to be seen thankfully. If he was there zayn could've killed him He was that angry. He made his way out the house to the car door opening Robyn car door and helping her out. Zayn could feel her hands shaking under his grasp and his heart melted for her.
"He's not here don't worry." He said to reassure her. He led her into her bedroom and sat down on her bed. "I'm guna leave you for 15 minutes tops and then I'll be back." He said.
"Why? Where are you going?" She asked worryingly.
"I'm guna get some spare clothes cuz I'm staying the night with you."
"Okay." He started to leave the leave room and she spoke up before he left. "Be quick." She pleaded. He nodded his head and all she could hear was his footsteps thudding down the stairs and the slam of the front door and Zayn locking it behind him.
-------Robyn's POV-------
*5 minutes later* *BANG BANG BANG*
Gosh zayn was quick. I thought he had a key? I made my way down the stairs and unlocked the door to be then thrown against the cold hard ground.
"I thought I told you to stay away from him." Jason roared at me. "Look at you dressed like a slut. Zayn does love himself a slut doesn't he? Your Not his and never will be!" He knelt over me trying to drag my dress of my body.
"No. Get off me." I begged attempting to squirm away from his aggressive grip.
"I'm guna show you that your mine." He grabbed my legs pulling me toward him palming my breasts over my dress.
"I said no!" I pulled myself away until I felt his firm grip pull me back to the ground.
"What are you scared of little virgin?" He mocked bringing tears to my eyes. Instantly I slapped his face regretting it when he full on punched me on the face. I fell to the floor huddling myself into a ball tears falling down my face praying for Zayn.
