*Your POV*
"Dont fucking walk away from me Zayn!!"
"Shut up (Y/N)!", Zayn yelled back, "I didnt cheat on you!!".
"How can you deny it!! I saw you with her, kissing some random girl is a real douche move Zayn."
"God, if you think that fucking low of me then I'll just leave!!"
"Bitch", I heard him cuss under his breath.
Thats when the tears started running down my flushed cheeks, he's never called me that. Never. No matter how mad we were at eachother, he always watched his language. Right now though, he just looked angry, all life was drained out of his tired face. His eyes were dull and his vains were popping out, his fists clenched and knuckles white. The man that I loved, wasn't here right now. I walked past him, wiping the tears from my eyes, and exiting the door. It was raining, but that was fine, it made random strangers unknown of my crying and the cold droplets were having a great effect on the heat that took over my body. I just stood there, I didnt know where to go or what to do, so I just stood there. Forcing back the tears that were pooling at the corners of my once bright blue eyes. Frozen still with fear and confusion, of betrayal and hurt, of the unknown and the desire to go back into the house. The desire to forgive Zayn and stay in his arms for the night, ignoring the problems and thoughts that ran through my mind, ignoring his cheating, and ignoring everything that was stopping us from being that happy couple we were once known as.
I crouched down onto the cold concrete below me, wrapping my arms around myself, trying to contain any heat that was left in my body. My tears were drying and my heart was slowing to a steady beat. My breath had a normal rhythm and my mind was easing. I heard the door behind me open and footsteps come towards me, an arm being placed across my waist, in some sort of attempt to calm me. I didnt flinch, nor move, I didnt look up, I didnt want to.
"(Y/N) please, I swear I didnt cheat. The girl was some bar slut, wasted as could be and she was flirting with me all night. I told her I had a girlfriend, I pushed her away. I didnt want to hurt her, or make a scene. I knew I shouldve been more agressive but before I could think about it anymore she was leaning in and kissing me. I immediatly pushed her away and yelled, but you had left by then. I searched for you afterwards, wanting to explain myself, but I couldnt find you. And earlier when we were fighting, I wanted to explain this to you, but I couldn't, I was ashamed of myself and what I let happen. I couldnt bare to look you in the eyes and tell you this. Im so sorry (Y/N). Im so sorry for calling you........what I called you, I was angry at myself and I promise you that that will never happen again. I love you", Zayns voice was hoarse and quiet, pleading for me to forgive him. Pleading for another chance or at least some acknowledgment of his prescence.
I titlted my head up and looked him dead in the eyes, I was at a loss for words, but could only choke out 3.
"I love you"
He leaned in slowly, making sure he had approval, and together we shared a loving kiss in the rain. A kiss that sent waves of shock through my body and left me aching for more of him. A kiss that told us we would get pass this petty fight and move on to greater things. One that told us we loved eachother, and we were here for eachother. A meaningful kiss that tyed up every feeling I had towards Zayn and every feeling thats yet to come. A kiss that left us both breathless, sitting in the rain.
