After I Met Him

Chapter 6

Finally updated!!! This chapter might be a little short due to not enough time to write. Sorry guys!!! And by the way I don't re check my work so sorry about some of the misspelled words- Sarina❤

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*a month later*

Zayn and I have gotten quite close for the past month, he's like a best friend, except I like him more than that. Ever since people found out we are friends they've been treating me with more respect, it feels weird but I don't mind.

Today is Friday and Zayn called me a few minutes ago, he wanted to take me to a fancy restaurant to eat dinner, and he would pick me up at six. I had an hour and half to get ready so I ran upstairs to decide what to wear. I finally decided on a red, strapless dress that reached my mid thigh. I applied some make up, and put my hair in a fancy bun. I got my black heels and kissed my dad goodbye.

When I went outside Zayn was there in the car waiting for me. "You look sexy." He said as I buckled up my seat belt. I blushed a bit at his comment and smiled. "You don't look so bad yourself." I replied, he was wearing a tuxedo, he looked proper yet handsome. "Where are you taking me?" He had a smirk and stared at me, "you'll find out." Even though we weren't dating it still felt like we were, in a friendly way.

Once we arrived I noticed that the restaurant was a five star restaurant, the ones where you have to get reservations like a year before you actually go. "This is amazing, how did you afford it?" I was truly amazed, I don't like it when Zayn spends money on me and this seemed like an expensive place to eat. "You deserve the best." I blushed as he lead me to our seat. The inside was even fancier, soon the waiter came, keeping an eye on Zayn. I noticed as we ordered our food, how the waiter would flirt with Zayn which bothered me.

"That girl can't keep her eyes off you." I said, arms crossed. "Are you jealous?" He said with a grin on his face, being amused by my jealousy. "No it's just annoying how desperate she is!" I exclaimed, completely lying. After we both ate our food, desert came. All of a sudden Zayn got on one knee and said "Jay, I have had strong feelings for you, and we know each other well. Will you be my girlfriend?" I was surprised, but I blushed too since the entire restaurant was going "awww". I nodded as I hugged him, his hands lowering to my waist. We both stayed like that for a couple of minutes before continuing to eat.

Zayn insisted we stayed at his place tonight, so I texted my dad telling him I wouldn't be home. Once we arrived at his house I put my heels and purse on his leather love seat. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist as started kissing and pecking on my neck, letting a moan escape my lips. We started kissing and soon things got heated. He carried me to the bed and we started making out. I quickly got back up, knowing I wasn't ready yet. "Zayn, it's too soon." He got off me and sat down on the bed next to me. "I will wait for you" I smiled, knowing how sweet and caring he is.

Then I remembered: ever since that day I saw the cut on his face, he has been getting bruises on his face and body. "Zayn?" I asked. "Yeah babe?" He asked looking at me in the eyes with his dark brown ones. "I want to ask about...about your cuts. Who's doing this?" His facial expression turned serious for a moment, then he tried to smile, for my sake. "It's nothing, don't worry about it." He gives me the same excuse every time I try to ask.

We were quite tired so Zayn let me borrow some clothes and we fell asleep instantly, Zayn's hands resting on my hips as my hands laid on his bare chest. I felt safe, like nothing could hurt me, I felt comfortable.

I woke up pretty early, Zayn was still asleep. He looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake him up but I really had to pee. I tried getting out of his strong grip but there was no use. "Zayn..Zayn." I called him as I nudged him, trying to wake him up. Finally his eyes opened and he seemed tired, he had his cute, sexy morning voice that I loved. "Yeah...?" He seemed really sleepy, I feel bad for waking him up but now the urge to pee was getting worst. "I gotta go peeeeee." I whined in a child's voice, making Zayn smile. "Classy, ha you can go ahead." He let go of my waist, and I quickly ran into the bathroom.

When I came out I took Zayn's black sweat pants and wore them with his sleeveless shirt I already had on. I put my hair in a messy bun and applied eyeliner, lipstick, and mascara. As I headed out Zayn was waiting by the door. "Now I gotta pee!" He said as he ran into the bathroom after me, making me giggle at his actions.

I decided to make breakfast while Zayn took a shower. I wanted to make scrambled eggs and bacon, I got all the ingredients out of the cabinets and set them on the counter. I started mixing the egg mixture and pouring it into the pan, stirring continuously. After the scramble eggs where finished I put the pre-cooked bacon into the microwave. Finally Zayn walked in, shirtless and half naked with only a towel covering his parts. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked a bit surprised. "Im getting a plate of your delicious food." He said trying to ignore the real question. "Zayn, put on some clothes!" I giggled as he finally stomped to his bedroom to change. I set the scrambled eggs and bacon on two plates, setting them on the table.

After eating, Zayn was kind enough to drop me off home, I gave him a goodbye kiss and went inside. My dad was already at work so I didn't bother looking for him. I decided to text Chelsea telling her what happened lately.

Jay- guess what? Zayn and I are a couple...!

Chelsea- I can't say I support you 100% but do what your heart thinks is right.

Jay- that's what too fucking cheesy ;)

Chelsea never really liked Zayn, she says she gets a bad vibe from him. I wouldn't blame her, I used to think the same thing and even more. Suddenly my phone buzzed, I thought it would be Chelsea texting me but it was Zayn.

Zayn- Don't leave the house for now, it's not safe.

Jay- why not?!?

I had no idea what Zayn was talking about but he didn't reply, leaving me a bit worried. I always knew Zayn got into trouble often but I never really thought about how it would affect me until now, what if he committed a crime and I was somehow involved? The text message left me with questions and deep thoughts, I was a bit stressed. Then finally I got another text from him.

Zayn- Jay just stay in the fucking house. I don't have time.

I was really starting to get worried, what if one if Zayn's enemies are after me? I know Zayn has a lot of issues with some people, what if they want to get revenge on Zayn by coming after me? Suddenly I hear a loud knock on my door, like someone was trying to break in.

-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-OOOO CLIFF HANGERRR...wuz gon hapen next