-------Robyn's POV-------
I had never been so scared in my entire life I am literally scared for my life. I've never seen Jase so angry before his eyes were black and the look in his eye will forever stay with me. Thank God Zayn answered his phone I don't know what I'd do without him. Jason continually kicked at my bedroom door, punching it probably imagining it was me, thankfully my door is pretty sturdy.
"Robyn I'm here!" I heard Zayn yell from downstairs. Thank god. I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs and muffled yelling.
"You called him? You little bitch!" Jason snarled. I was so scared I didn't think about Zayn being in this position he could get seriously hurt and If he did I wouldn't be able to live with that. I heard more shouts and bodies being thrown around. I paced around my room trying to keep Zayns promise of not leaving my room unless he says so.
"You promised you'd never speak to him you little whore!" Jason screamed from the others side of the door. His voice making me wince with fear. All of a sudden I heard continuous loud bangs like someone had fallen down the stairs. Thinking the worst I ran to my door and unlocked it immediately to see Zayn and Jason led in a huddle at the bottom. Zayn looked up at me and I saw his nose was bleeding and his lip was cut open the sight literally bringing me to tears. I didn't want this to happen. Jason looked up at me like an animal hunts its prey. I saw the panic in Zayns eyes.
"Get back in your room!" Zayn shouted up at me and within seconds I was on the other side of the door. There was a loud silence through the house which sent chills down my spine, I then heard loud thumps coming up the stairs and knocking on my bedroom door. I hoped it was Zayn. More silence. I was too scared to speak out.
"Robyn?" I heard a light whisper from the other side and as soon as I heard his voice I unlocked the door and opened it at the speed of lightning. I pulled him straight into my room flinging him on my bed, locking the door behind us both. I ran straight to him inspecting the wounds on his face tears welling up in my eyes.
"Don't cry."He begged. He brushed the tears away with his thumb staring into my eyes.
"I'm so sorry Zayn,I shouldn't of called. I shouldn't of put you in danger like this." I weeped.
"Your my best friend I'd do anything for you. None of this is your fault." He reassured. He looked at my bruises and cuts shaking his head in disbelief. The blood from his nose was all over his face and shirt so I decided to thank him.
"Take your shirt off." I asked. Zayn cocked an eyebrow playfully at me. "Just take it off you muppet!" He took his bloody shirt off and I saw all the bruises forming on his perfect body gasping at the size of them.
"There not as bad as they look, honestly." He spoke out to calm me down. I gave a weak smile and headed into the bathroom getting a damp cloth to clean the blood. I came back into my bedroom to find Zayn laying on my bed comfortably I leant over him and started to dab away to remove all traces of blood.
"Thanks Robz." He smiled. I smiled back appreciating my best friend and everything he had done for me.
"No. Thank you Zayn." I gave a small smile trying to get my head around the past events. I saw all the little cuts on his face and gave a light peck of the lips over each battle wound moving down to kiss the bruises on his side's and chest. I looked back up at him to see him looking at me in a way no one had ever looked at me before. There were a few moments of silence and Zayn Sat up his face inches from mine, we move closer are lips nearly touching.
"We should get some rest." Zayn breathed out breathlessly. His breath tickling my face. He lay down pulling me with him. I snuggle up to him his arm wrapped round me protectively making me feel secure. I can't stop thinking how we just nearly kissed. Why didn't he kiss me? Did he want to? Well I definitely did.
-------End of Robyn POV-------
