My One and Only (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Cody

I woke up the next morning with a slight headache, and was in zayn's shirt and boxers. I noticed zayn wasn't around, so I got up and went into the bathroom and showered, brushed my teeth and refreshed myself. once I got out the shower, I threw on my neon orange romper with brown leather sandals, and twisted my hair into a high bun.... I then made my way to zayn's "mancave" .

to my surprise..... he wasn't there neither. but his computer was on, so I decided to take a peak at what he was doing. one I flipped up the computer screen, I automatically began to panic. right in front of me in big, bright and bold letters, his name was starring back at me. "cody Charles", my ex boyfriend, the one who stalked me for months while zayn was away, the one who forced my innocence to be taken away from me. what was zayn doing looking at this? just then zayn walked in.

"hey babe." zany said, wrapping his hands at my waist and pecking my neck. "do you know this guy?" he asked, turning his head and looking into my eyes. I fidgeted a little with my hands, and answered, "well yea, I actually wanted to tell you something about him" I forced out, not trying to sound too scared. "oh yea, he inboxed me asking for you, I was quite confused but I decided to let you wake up and then ask you about it." my heart dropped. he was looking for me again. in a second the paparazzi will know. zayn will be ruined. I cant do this. "well yea... hes just a friend." I forced a smile and tried to escape zayn's arms. "nooo no no... don't try that with me babe. ive known you for too long.... what's up?" I couldn't get out of it. I looked for the best way to phrase the story so zayn wont freak out, but lets face it, there wasn't any good way to say "I was raped, lets move on". I moved towards the love seat and he sat down, patting his lap for me to sit. I sat down and he began rubbing my leg, something he always did when he knew I was nervous and he tried to comfort me.

"okay... so while you were away at xfactor.. I was sorta in a relationship. and his name was cody. I realized I didn't like him, but he was kinda obsessed. and when I tried to break up with him, he wouldn't have it. so, he ... um . he forced himself on me in his house.. and I threatened to call the cops, but he said he was going to leave me alone for now. and now he's trying to get back at me. and yesterday was my first real time, and all the bad memories came back to me and that's where we stand" I explained, the tears freely falling from my eyes, and I wasn't even trying to hold them back. he looked shocked, and his expression soon changed to furious. I began to cry even more, worrying if I made thing worst. he held me tighter and soothed me with a humming and occasionally said "im soo sorry babe" as I sobbed silently into his arms.

ZAYN'S POV

I cant believe this. I cant just let him get away with this. he hurt her. and I love her I will never let her be hurt. and if this is causing her pain, im going to cause him pain. and I knew exactly how.

"babe I will do anything to make you forget about this. to make you happy. you are my everything. im soo sorry" I cooed, rocking back and forth trying to calm her. "everything will be alright. I will have this handled."

"No ZAYN ! you cant" she screamed, panic taking over her once again. "you cant babe, just leave it alone please. please baby. im beginning you" I sighed. "fine. but im not going to hold back my wanting to kill that douche." I said, looking at my girlfriend. "im soo sorry that happened.. nothing like that will ever come close to happening again" I said, making her tense features relax. I smiled and kissed her passionately, yet gently. "I love you babe" she smiled, reaching her arms over my head and kissing me once more. "I love you even more izzy" I said, wrapping my arms protectively around her waist.

ISABELLE'S POV

I felt more relieved that I told him. I feel more safer now that he know. I just hope he isn't afraid to cross limit with me sometimes, because I want him as much as he wasn't me. I just wasn't ready yet. but I will be soon. im in love with zayn malik. even if everyone didn't accept me into the fandom, he accepted me, the boys accepted me, his family accepted me, and that's all that I even cared for. I love him. he held me tighter around my waist and kissed my temple, nuzzling his head into mines. "you will be fine baby" he whispered, his minty breath and accent consuming all my thoughts. I closed my eyes and comfortably fell asleep once again in his arms.

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once I woke up, I was alone. I found a note taped to me that said "meeting up with styles, see you in a few babe" I smiled. I loved seeing him with the boys, he was always genuinely happy.

I decided to go into doniya's room and see what's up with her. we sat down talking for hours, eating junk and even did a twitcam. "so how are you and my brother?" she asked, intentionally coughing. I laughed "we're good. hopefully we will get even better" I said, sighing and smiling. I was in love and there was no doubt to it

 just then, harry called. "hey harry" I said joyfully, sitting up and walking over to the window. "hey babe. how are you?" he asked. I was kind of confused as to why he was calling me, wasn't he with zayn? "good..... is something wrong?" I asked.. now a little uneasy. "nope not at all... I was just wondering if zayn wasn't around, he wont answer my calls" he said. "wait..... he's suppose to be with you." the line went quiet for a second, as if me and harry were trying to connect mentally. "um, no babe... he said he was taking you out." I already knew what was going on. "harry, come pick me up... make sure paul and none of the other guys are with you. but I need you to ask paul for the address of Cody Charles... we need to go asap"