Molly's POV~
Louis storms in, laying his hand gingerly on the now darkening bruise on my face. "WHO DID THIS TO YOU MOLLY?!" He yells, not caring that Zayn is here and most likely asleep. "No-n-no one" I stuttered out.
Attempting to wipe my face I looked up at Louis and just burst into more tears,collapsing on the couch and burying my hands in my wet face.
I hear my best friend sigh and feel a soft rubbing on my Back. I turn and give Lou a massive hug, burying my face into his delicious smelling shirt.
"Molly, I know who it was.." Louis said with a tight voice. My breath hitched in my throat and I looked up at him sniffling. "Lou.." i started. He placed his finger over my lips and gently set my head back on his shoulder.
He rubbed circles on my back and my eyes started drooping, 'just one little rest won't hurt' I thought with a sigh. I closed my eyes and sleep pulled me under into its dark depths.
Louis' POV~
I look at the beautiful girl under me, the girl who now has a massive bruise on the side of her face. "What have you done Zayn?"I whisper, my slight breath disturbing Molly's dark hair.
I hear a yell and the sound of glass breaking. "I FUCKING HATE YOU MUM" I hear a very drunk Zayn yell. I head up the stairs and see Zayn cradling his bleeding hand, a picture of him and Molly lie broken on the floor.
"Zayn you moron!" I yell at him grabbing him by the shoulders "who's you" he says giggling
"I can't believe you could hit her!! How dare you!" I raise my fist at him and almost lose my temper.
All of a sudden Zayn throws up, and the smell of alcohol, cigarette smoke, and vomit burns my nostrils. He passes out and I leave him there, lying in his own waste.
I go back downstairs and see Molly sleeping, cradled into a ball and looking very distressed. 'She must be having a bad dream, As i lie down next to her I start to hum her favorite song, Little bird by Ed Sheeran. Hoping that will calm her down, I stroke her face and suddenly feel very tired. I close my eyes and flow deep into my dreams.
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Zayn's POV~
I woke up with a huge hangover. While groaning I smelt a absolutely disgusting smell! I looked down and saw that I was lying in my own vomit. I quickly got up and stripped out of my clothes, leaving me only in my boxers.
I walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror.
"My hair!! What happened?!" I said in horror. My hair was sticking up everyway. My eyes are a red color.
While turning the shower on to warm, I stepped in and washed my hair, body, everything. I smelt like rubbish, vomit, and sex.
Getting out the shower, I quickly got my Colgate toothpaste with my blue and white toothbrush and brushed the disgusting taste out of my mouth.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into my bedroom, throwing on some nice enough clothes. Spending almost 10-minutes with my hair, afterwards, I walked downstairs.
Downstairs, I saw Louis asleep on my couch, and Molly, asleep on with him.
"Hey!" I yelled. Louis and Molly woke up instantly and saw me. "Get the fuck off my girlfriend Louis!" I yelled walked towards them.
I saw Louis' face harden and he stood up. He punched me straight in the nose.
"LOUIS!" I heard Molly yell. Molly's face was bruised. Louis did this didn't he?!
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Change Your Life
FanfictionMolly is just a normal girl, dating Zayn Malik..yes the ZAYN MALIK. The bad boy, with a bad reputation. But what happens as his true colors show and there is only one person Molly can turn to? Will Zayn become jealous? Or just get his sweet revenge?