Dangerously Seductive (a Zayn Malik fanfiction).

Chapter 22

"I promise i'll bring him back, but you have to stay." Liam persisted.
I wanted to ignore his request and go looking for Zayn myself, but despite my desires to find Zayn I reluctantly shook my head, silently saying I would stay.

"Find him Liam. I just...please" I whispered retreating into Ally's comforting embrace.
A nod of assurance was granted before Liam left the flat, leaving me to gather my scattered thoughts. Out of habit I nervously rubbed my fingers over my lips, separating myself from Ally's comfort. I was appreciative for her being here, but at times of panic I was always one to escape to my own world. My mind being my only confidant at most times.

"He'll cool off and come back."

"You don't know him like I do. When's he angry he loses control. And what I said on top of everything. He doesn't put me in danger, he protects me. I wish I could take it back." I nervously paced back and forth, my words coming out very quick.

"Juliet call down, whatever you said was out of anger you didn't mean it. He'll be back."
Her words were at a whisper, her tone intentionally soft to calm my shaking nerves. I Admired her attempts but until Zayn was back and holding me, I couldn't be calmed.

**LIAMS POV**
It had taken hours of driving to find Zayn, but finally I had spotted him. I knew him well enough to know that if he wasnt at Caleb's he was at at bar, drinking till he was numb.
This particular time, there wasn't a drink in hand when I found him, but instead he was fighting. His body was hovered over another furiously pounding his fist into the poor guys face. His intoxicated state had definitely affected his common sense.

"Zayn! Get off of him what are doing?" I forcibly shouted prying his body off of the unlucky victim.

"Liam why are you here!"

"To find you! Juliet is in panic waiting for you to come back!"
The mention of her name instantly calmed his fuming state. The few people at the bar watching on as we shouted at one another. The man Zayn was previously attacking took this chance to gather his battered body and run away.

"Why do I have to come back! Juliet doesn't want a fuck up like me." He slightly slurred, the alcohol affecting his speech.

"This isn't about you! Lets go, Juliet needs you."
Without hesitation I took hold of his unstable body and dragged him along, not bothering to wait for his unbalanced feet to catch up. Zayn knew better than to get drunk, when he was drunk he was angry. And when he was angry there was hardly anyone, not even me, that could fully stop him.

**JULIETS POV**
The time was going slower than ever, so quiet I could hear the ticking of the second hand on the clock. If it weren't for the sudden toggling of the door handle signaling they were back, I would have went searching for Zayn on my own.

"Zayn i-is that you?" I stuttered out, waiting for the person opening the wooden barrier to reveal themselves.

"Zayn come on!" Liam's familiar voice demanded.

"Get off! I can walk by myself." Zayn's heavy accent was slightly slurred, his body unstable as he walked into his flat.

"Zayn!" I cried rushing to the front to meet him. My relief to see him was overwhelming, but soon died down when I noticed the state he was in. Zayn was completely drunk.

"You look mad!" He inquired reaching out grab me. I roughly took his hand in mine examining the fresh marks on his knuckles. A sound of disgusts left my lips before dropping his hand from my grip.
I walked past Zayn heading towards Liam who waited at the door a few steps back from where Zayn stumbled in.

"Liam could you please take Ally home. I'll take care of him." My voice was at a whisper, hoping to exclude Zayn from the conversation.

"You don't have to do this Juliet. He won't resent you if you go." I got the sense that Liam meant much more than leaving for the night.
It hadn't really occurred to me that I had the choice to leave, my fears were always Zayn being the one leaving. I knew he would never hold me captive, but his domineering nature was more than enough to keep me here.

"I can't leave, not like this, atleast."

"He's only trying to keep you safe. Don't be too angry with him."

"I know he's your mate, but sometimes Zayn has to realize he's loosing more than his temper. I just...I just need to take care of him. I'll call you tomorrow."
Liam nodded his head, Ally joining his side to leave. I gave both of them tight hugs saying goodbye. I couldn't understand why but it felt like a final goodbye. It was an odd incline that had my stomach in furious knots.

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At some point in my goodbyes Zayn had wandered off to, I'm assuming, his bedroom.

"Zayn are you in here?" I asked with annoyance. I was glad he was home but obviously his being drunk and angry wasn't exactly the homecoming I was hoping for.
I pushed the door open to see him sitting on the edge of his bed. I took in his appearance, bloody lip and knuckles adding to the many scares already adorning his body.

"Your bleeding." I sighed walking into the restroom wetting a rag. I carelessly tossed it to him, retuning to the door frame. I silently watched as he cleaned his wounds. It felt odd to not be the one tending to his wounds.

"I didn't kiss her." He slurred.

"I know."
A momentarily silence fell upon us, me still a cautious distance away.

"Come here."
I stood still not giving in to his request.

"Who was it?"
He knew exactly what I meant.

"I don't know."

"What did he do?"
He stayed silent confirming my suspicions that the reason for the altercation wasn't worth the fight.

"There's aspirin in the cupboard and Liam will be by tomorrow." I paused meeting his heavy gaze.
"You should get some rest." I choked out turning on my heels to walk away, but the sound of Zayn's voice halted my attempt to leave.

"Don't go."
I stood there for what seemed like hours, my back to him, ignoring the burning gaze I knew was set on me. These two simple words holding a power over me I hadn't thought possible.
A sigh of confusion and defeat left my mouth before I stripped myself of my sweater, the leggings joining the other discarded clothing as well.
I walked to to the bed pulling the duvet back to climb in. My head rested on the pillow, not daring to look at Zayn.
In my heart of hearts I knew I wouldn't leave, though I knew others thought I should've a long time ago.
Is this what love is? The thought of not having him seemingly unbearable. I had too many emotions and none of them were going to aid this situation.
The lights went off and the sound of Zayn's belt hitting the wood flooring was heard, knocking me out of my own deep thoughts. The feel of Zayn's warmth enveloped me as his strong arm pulled my body against his, still no words spoken. Both of us letting the moment speak for it's self and regretting letting it get to this point. We both just lye there, our own minds racing with emotion still unspoken.

"I'll kill them if they touch you."
His words sent a chill down my spine knowing he meant every bit of it.

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A/N: I didn't want to make this super long so I sort of broke it into 2!

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