Your Last First Kiss (A Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Your Last First Kiss- Paris!

IM SO SO SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN FORVER AND EVER AND EVER I JUST KIND OF FORGOT.....

THIS MAY BE SHORT AND SHIT SO SORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY 

I LOVE YOU ALL LOADS AND LOADS OKAOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKAI 

sorry if this is short and boring but  idk 

next update whenever i can

-finn xxx xxx

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CHAPTER 24

ZAYNS POV

I woke up, the sun shining through the crack in the curtains. I got out of bed and opened the curtains fully. I stepped out onto the balcony and looked out. It was beautiful, I can tell why Adele likes this place so much. I walked back into the hotel room and saw Adele sound asleep. She was gorgeous, perfect even. Everything I had dreamed of. I didn’t deserve her after what I did. I didn’t deserve her anyway, she deserved so much better than me. She deserved someone like Harry or Niall.

I quickly got dressed, and went out. I closed the door quietly behind me and slid a note under the door, just in case Adele woke up. I went straight to the nearest cake shop.

“Bonjour.” The woman at the till said.

“Hi.” I said awkwardly, I didn’t know how to speak French.

“Ah! You’re British, can I help you then?” She said smiling.

“Yeah do you have 6 chocolate cupcakes?” I asked, looking around.

“Ah oui, oui! I will just get you some, dark, milk or white chocolate?” Her French accent was hard to understand but I could just make out what she was saying.

“3 white, 1 dark and 2 milk s’il vous plait.”

She winked at me. “Ah! I’ll be right back!” She chirped and headed into the back room. I could hear her singing to herself in a high voice, I guess that suited her. I hope Adele like’s these, and the surprise I have for her.

“That will be…” The women came back with a pink and purple striped box with a small bow in her hands. She started typing numbers into the cash register. “13 Euros.” I handed her the money and picked up the box.

“Au revior!” She said sweetly and began to hum.

“Bye.” I said and left the shop. Making my way back to the hotel. I can’t wait for Adele to see these. I hope she likes them. She has to eat a lot more now since she’s eating for two. Her bump has gotten slightly smaller lately but she hasn’t seemed to notice, I mean she’s only 2 or 3 months along. I just hope nothings happened. I’d be devastated and so would Adele. I was almost at the hotel when my phone started ringing. ‘Adele <3’

“Hey bab-“

“DON’T HEY BABE ME, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” She shouted.

“I’m almost back-“

“Good.” She said and hung up. What was all that about?

I opened the hotel door and walked in.

“Adele? Baby? Where are you?”

“Finally, you’re back! Where the fuck have you been?”

“I got you these.” I said and handed her the cupcakes, ignoring her bad mood.

“I don’t want your stupid cupcakes Zayn. Tell me where you’ve really been? Is there someone else? Are you cheating on me?”

“What no!”

“SO TELL ME WHERE YOU’VE BEEN!” she screamed, I’m pretty sure people on the other side of Paris could hear her.

“I JUST TOLD YOU, I GOT YOU THOSE. I LEFT YOU A FUCKING NOTE!” I shouted back. She stepped away from me and shook her head.

“You know what?” She shouted. “I don’t have time for this. I mean why are we even together we argue all the time, we aren’t actually in love, you’ve probably been cheating on me, I lost the baby-“ She shut her mouth immediately, regretting saying it.

“what?”

“I-I-I had a miscarage a few weeks ago whilst you were with Louis.” She said, tears in her eyes.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

 “Because I didn’t want to upset you. Its why I stayed with Eleanor for a few days, I didn’t want you to see me upset. But it doesn’t matter now, does it, I mean we’re hardly a couple anymore.”

“DON’T TRY TO CHANGE THE FUCKING SUBJECT.” I shouted, punching the wall with my fist.

ADELES POV

“DON’T TRY TO CHANGE THE FUCKING SUBJECT.” Zayn shouted, scaring me. He punch the wall, hard. A slight indent was made in the wall. His fist was red, his eyes showed pure anger. His facial expression however, was blank. I couldn’t tell if he was angry or upset.

“Zayn, I just, I was going to tell you.” I whimpered, taking a few steps back, afraid that he would hit me, just like he hit the wall.

“WHEN ADELE? WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME? HUH?”

“You don’t understand.”

“I UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY!” Zayn shouted and left, slamming the door behind him. Great. Well done Adele, you’ve ruined the relationship even more than it already is ruined.

*Later on that night*

ZAYNS POV

“Hey.” A girl said from behind me, I was in a club, getting drunk because I could’ve just lost the only thing I was living for.

Adele.

“Hi.” I said sternly.

“Wanna dance?” The girl said, she was American, her accent gave it away. I looked her up and down, got up, took her hand and headed off to the dance floor. Sweaty bodies everywhere. She started grinding up against me, even though it didn’t feel right, I let her carry on. She turned around and started to run her fingers through my hair. It didn’t feel right again. It wasn’t like how Adele does it. She leaned up and tried to kiss me. But I turned my head at the last minute, causing her lips to smash onto my cheek. She looked back at me and furrowed her eyerbrows. I shook her off me and ran out of the club. I ran straight back to the hotel me and Adele were staying at. I ran up the stairs and to the room. I knocked on the door vigorously.

“Who is it?” She asked, her voice making me feel instantly better.

“Its me baby.”

The door creaked open and revealed Adele in my ‘Cool Kids Don’t Dance’ top and leggings.

“I thought you had left.” She said and hugging me tight, I buried my head in her neck and placed soft kisses all along her neck.

“Never.”  I said, I meant it.