I noticed Zayn didn't leave. He was still parked into the driveway, halfway in as I strolled towards Luke. As I reached him he roughly grabbed my waist and forcefully kissed me, obviously trying to make Zayn jealous. I realized Zayn was probably staring at us, he probably wanted to rip Luke's boy parts off. It was that obvious. When Luke pulled away, satisfied, he was smirking at Zayn. I looked back at Zayn who's hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, his hands were turning white and I saw the mad look in his eyes. I think I saw him unbuckle his seatbelt and- oh god, He's coming out of his car. He made his way over to us and I felt that Luke had let go of my waist. It all happened so quickly, I was on my knees beside of Zayn, screaming for someone to call the police while Luke was already in his car, speeding off. I told Luke we were over and he started hurting Zayn. My neighbor finally called the ambulance and the first one to get here were the cops. I started crying because Zayn wasn't talking and his eyes weren't open, he was breathing but he could be in a coma. Which Im deathly afraid of. The ambulance came 4 minutes after the cops and took Zayn. "Sorry miss you cannot come in." The nurses said to me. "I better get in. IM HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!" I shouted. "I WILL STAY EVERY WAKING MOMENT WITH HIM I HAVE TO COME!" I cried out. I was on the road in the back of the ambulance truck, on my knees with my head in my hands, sobbing. The police men took me away and put me in the back of their car, saying they were gonna drive me to the hospital. I was still in tears, hoping my love was ok.
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Malik Stripper
FanfictionWell it started with your hips So I moved up to your lips To take a chance Ask for a dance ~ Dirty Hips & Smoking Lips. Zayn Malik Meets Part Time Stripper, Chloe Hastings.
